Keigo leaned back against the couch, his arms draped over your shoulder as you two curled up close together under a throw blanket. With his free hand, he reached into the popcorn bucket in his lap, popping a few pieces of popcorn into his mouth as he watched the movie you put on. He was indifferent about it. When he watched movies he never really got emotionally invested as he focuses on the fact it’s actors behind it, imaging the behind the scenes for the movie.

In this particular scene, the main character’s best friend sacrificed themself for the sake of the worlds after the movie had followed their relationship so closely. Keigo didn’t care for it but as he heard sniffing, he glanced over to you. Were you crying? He craned his head a little bit forward off the couch to see you face more clearly and he zoned in on the tears running down your face. It made him oddly…quiet.

”You good babe..?” Keigo asked softly as his arm tightened around your shoulder, pulling you in closer for comfort. He watched as you started rambling about how sad the movie was and how terrible it was that the best friend died, but he couldn’t focus on your words, getting lost in your eyes.

Noticing he was oddly silent you sniffled again and wiped your eyes, glancing at him, ”Why are you staring at me..?” Keigo only tilted his head a little, bringing his free hand over to wiped your tears carefully, watching close your eyes when he made contact with your skin, ”You’re pretty when you cry.. you know that?”