"What kind of rumors..? Wait, sorry if I'm being invasive,"
"It's alright, it's not like it's a big secret." He inhaled a breath, "One month ago Chikako came up to me holding photos of me doing things. She said that she would spread it around on social media if I didn't date her."
"So.. Basically forcing you to date her?" Kuro's eyes showed signs of concern.
"It's okay, I have.." Ryui's voice trailed off, and he fell asleep..! Kuro was shocked at how fast he fell asleep, he laughed silently. "Were you that tired?"
Ryui's head was buried into Kuro's chest. Their bodies tangled with each other, hugging each other closely. Kuro stroked Ryui's hair unconsciously, and soon.. Fell asleep.
When Kuro woke up, he patted the spot where Ryui once was. Missing his warmth, he hugged the blanket. A strong scent soon reached his nose, it smelt like.. Syrup! He quickly sat up and ran to the door, peeking it open.
Kuro saw Ryui in the large kitchen, he walked out, the door creaked open giving him away. "Good morning sleepyhead~" Ryui's voice was low and soothing, he didn't turn to look at him, he just kept cooking.
"Ah.. Good morning!" Kuro walked over and sat down on the plush chair where the island table was.
"Are you hungry? I made waffles," Ryui then turned around and put a plate of waffles and fruits in front of Kuro. "..!" Kuro's eyes shined, he was drooling a bit.
Ryui grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth, "Stop drooling–The food isn't going anywhere!" He teased, laughing slightly.
"Mh.. Oh sorry–" Kuro said sincerely. "It's okay, I think It's cute," Ryui's hand lingered on Kuro's cheek, his thumb over his lip, then he pulled away.
"Can I eat now..?" Kuro asked, Ryui nodded. Kuro then started eating away at the waffle.
Ryui sat next to Kuro, propping his arm up on the marble table to support his head. "Hey, do you wanna sleepover?" Kuro paused, "I can't." Ryui sighed, "Alright.. It's fine," he looked sad, a rare moment. Kuro didn't wanna see this and said without even thinking, "I'll sleep over, but only for a night."
Ryui looked up at Kuro, his expression turned from sad to happy in an instant. "Really?"
"Yeah, really." Kuro said with a straight face, showing how he was serious. "I'll get a futon for you," Ryui got up off the chair and walked away.
Kuro had realized he didn't have his phone on him, so he went back into Ryui's bedroom and looked around to see if his phone was there. Until he stumbled across a journal.. He opened it and saw the first few pages.
It was filled with pictures of him, the dates of when the pictures were dating back to three years ago.
Kuro didn't even know of his existence until yesterday. He heard footsteps and quickly put the journal back to where it was originally placed. Ryui walked through the door and his eyes quickly landed on Kuro's figure, "Oh, that's where you went. What were you doing in here?"
"..I went to find my phone," Kuro said in a poker face, trying not to give away the fact that he's found out that Ryui had been stalking him for over three years.
Ryui rummaged through his pocket, pulling out Kuro's phone. "Here, I was gonna give it back to you while you were eating but I got carried away."
"It's fine," Kuro grabbed his phone from Ryui's hands and checked the time, it was 13:42 PM. It's already the afternoon..? So fast.. Kuro wanted to confront Ryui about the journal but was afraid of what Ryui would do if he found out.
17 Missed calls from an unknown number..? Who would that be.. "Uh, hey. I'm gonna take a call, I'll be right back," Kuro said, trying to act like nothing had happened.
Ryui nodded, "Be back soon," Kuro then walked out of the room and went onto the balcony, dialing the number back. Ringggg–Rinnngg–Rinnggg "Hello?" A familiar voice was heard from the phone.