Motherly | Kasamatsu Yukio

“____, I said no.”

It was downpouring, and you’d been stuck inside the university until it let up. Although it didn’t seem to be doing so anytime soon.

“B-But it’s boring in here! I wanna go outside!”

He rolled his eyes, flicking your forehead, crossing his arms. “It’s downpouring out there! You’re not leaving this building and getting sick.”

You cast him a glare, feeling rather irritated with his ‘motherly’ behaviour.

“You’re not the boss of me! I can do what i want!”

You reached the door handle, ready to go, when his arms snaked around your waist, yanking you into his chest.

“____,would you please just listen to me?!” he didn’t realize his voice raised, until he felt you stiffen in his arms. “We’re in a relationship.  When you get sick, I have to take care of you. I have no problems with that because I love you. But I don’t like seeing you in pain.”

He took a shuddering breath, feeling a bit warm at the thoughts running through his mind. But he really needed to get through to you.

“If you had the proper rain gear on, and if it wasn’t so bad outside, I wouldn’t care as much.. But it’s storming, has been for the past three hours. There will be reckless drivers, impatient people and I don’t know what I’d do if you got hurt because of them.”

He loosened the hold on your waist, his other arm meeting up and hugging you gently. He could feel his body slightly tremble in nervousness, not liking the idea of yelling at you, but if this was the only way to get you to agree, so be it.

“So, please.. please, stay inside.”

The air around you changed, and he knew you were probably feeling guilty for acting like a spoiled brat. Sometimes, he didn’t mind it as much, because although you were stubborn, it was easy to please you. He felt a smile creep on his lips when you returned the hug, burying your face in his chest.

“…. Okay…”

There was a brief silence, until you found the words to say.

“Yukio?” he hummed, rubbing your back gently. “I love you… and I’m sorry for making you worry.”

Despite saying ‘I love you’, he would blush, not used to hearing you saying it so openly.

“Yeah…” he brushed his lips softly against the spot he flicked earlier, “I’ll always worry _____. But it’s only because I care. I’ll always…” he paused, exhaling a shaky breath as he smiled, “love you.”