the breeze was calm and cooling against your skin. suguru had offered to walk you home yet again from school, despite his piling homework. he wanted to make sure you got home okay. your hands intertwined with his as you two walked down the stairs to the nearest train station. suguru didn’t have to say much to know you were alright, tucking a stray hair from your face.

“my mom invited you for dinner tomorrow night if you wanted to come. she’s making your favorite.” he said, pulling his bag over his shoulder. “i told her i’d ask but you don’t have to come if you don’t want to , angel. it’s totally your call” there he was, being considerate as ever.

sometimes you wondered if he really was as strong as he said, or maybe he was just a softie. your relationship hadn’t been that long, 2 months and 5 days according to suguru. but that didn’t change him, months of pinning after each other, he was going to make sure he treated you the best that he could.