The horror movie you and Capitano chose wasn't for the weak—plenty of jumpscares, unsettling scenes, and scary music. But throughout the entire film, Capitano remained stoic. It was only natural for him not to be scared. Arms crossed, not a single visible reaction. It was almost admirable how calm he appeared, considering how scary the movie was.
Right...?
As the credits rolled and the room fell silent, he seemed to be... completely unfazed. And so, after declaring you would get some water, you stood up.
But before you could move, you felt Capitano's firm hand on your arm. His fingers curled around your wrist, pulling you back onto the couch. His posture seemed just a little too stiff, as though he was fighting to stay calm.
He cleared his throat, letting go of your wrist as quickly as he grabbed it. "I'm fine if that's what you're wondering," he muttered after a long pause as if trying to convince himself more than you, leaning back into the couch. "I simply prefer your company right now. That's all."
The man remained silent for a while, but eventually, you felt his arm wrap around your shoulders, pulling you closer against his side. The way he tensed, the way he clung to you—perhaps he was actually scared of the movie?