▬▬▬ 没那么糟糕,
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐖𝐎

♥

You sighed as you placed your face into your hands.

Today has been rough on you. If something else goes wrong, you're going to lose it.

Wanna know why? First off, your friends canceled on you last minute so you spent the entire day at the mall alone, you went to get a drink and accidentally dropped it all over your pants so it looked like you peed yourself, and some students from your school were at the same mall and saw you... with your wet pants.

You got out of the car and strolled to your room, shutting the door behind you. You looked down at your pants and sighed once more.

"I should've been more careful. God, I'm so stupid. I bet I'm going to get made fun of at school."

You walked over to your closet and grabbed some fresh Pj's. You were going to take a nice, soothing bath. Perhaps that'll make this day just a bit better.

You placed the towel beside the tub and turned on the faucet. You placed your fingers through the liquid, making sure it was just the right temperature.

Soon after the tub was filled, you stripped your clothes off and stepped into the warm water.

Of course, there were also bubbles in the water. Who takes a bath without bubbles?

You sighed in content and laid your head back, listening to a couple of your favorite songs in the background.

After about half an hour, the water began to feel a bit cold. You got out of the bath and wrapped a towel around your torso.

You turned to your sink and noticed you had forgotten your clothes. Dammit.

I mean, it wasn't really an issue... it's not like anybody is home.

You opened the door and quickly rushed through the hallway, trying to quickly grab your clothes and run back into the warm bathroom.

You opened the door and-

"AHH!" you shrieked, nearly stumbling and dropping your towel.

'AH-' the psychic covered his face with his hands and reddened out of embarrassment.

"Kusuo!" you shouted, walking towards him and almost slapping his face until he grabbed your wrist, still not looking at you.

You were going to use your other hand but that was the only thing supporting your towel to stay on.

"Why didn't you tell me you were here?! You scared me! I could've dropped my towel and-"

'Okay, enough... I know.' he put his fingers up to your lips, shushing you.

You exhaled and pushed his fingers away. You then yanked your clothes that were placed on your bed.

You shut the door and stepped back into the washroom, now feeling warm once again.

You slipped the towel onto the floor and began to get dressed in your fresh clothes.

You tossed your worn clothes into the hamper and turned towards Kusuo, who was awkwardly sitting on your bed.

"I'm sorry for getting so upset, today's just been a bit rough." You apologized, sitting on the corner of your bed now.

'Do you want to talk about it?' he scooched closer to you and tilted his head slightly.

"I'd rather not. You know me, crying because I'm super upset." you shrugged and played with your fingers.

'You know it's okay to cry in front of me. What would I do?'

You looked over to Kusuo and thought for a little.

"Probably get annoyed because you have another problem to deal with," you responded.

Kusuo shrugged, 'True, but I would do that to everybody else, not you.'

Your eyes slightly expanded and your cheeks started to redden a bit.

"Really?"

'Yes. We're friends after all.'

"WHAT?!" you exclaimed, getting onto both of your feet.

Kusuo's eyes widened as he watched you squeal.

"I knew you would end up liking me! See, I'm not so bad." you grinned, pointing your finger at him.

'You know what? Maybe I'm starting to change my mind.'

Your expression quickly changed to a frown and you cried, "No! I'm sorry!"

'That's what I thought.'

"Anyway, I-" your sentence got cut off by you slipping on a magazine that was on the floor.

"Ah-" you grunted, opening your eyes to see that your face was just nearly inches away from Kusuo's.

Kusuo's eyes darted to your lips but soon went back up into your e/c eyes.

The urge to kiss him was killing you. Little did you know, it was killing him too.

You shortly moved away from him, feeling a bit awkward now.

"So, I uh.." you trailed off, looking at anything but him.

Kusuo couldn't hold it anymore. He had to do it.

He grabbed your wrist and you fell onto his lap. Your eyes widen at the sudden action.

What's going on?

"Kusuo..?" you asked, though it was barely audible for anybody to hear.

His hand cradles your face, his calm eyes staring right into your alarmed ones.

"Y/n," he whispers, not looking away from you.

You blinked a few times before responding.

"Yes..?"

He thought for a bit. Is he really going to confess now? Ugh, this is tough.

'I can't hold this in anymore, I..' he trailed off, his eyes darting to your lips.

"You what...?" you softly asked, darting your eyes to his lips as well.

"I..."

"You..? Spit it out, Kusuo," you told him and he breathed in, closing his eyes.

He exhaled and opened his eyes, staring into your gentle eyes once again.

"I like you, Y/n."