Even though he’s hotheaded, and all sorts of words that you can describe him, he’s just.. soft when it comes to you. Sure, you hadn’t suggested that you and him hang out alone - it was Hinata’s idea, but you still reluctantly agreed.

He stands there, awkwardly, next to you, the reflection of the blue water, filled with fish on his clothes and his body. His glance turns to you - is he.. blushing? Its hard to tell from the light.

“Sorry you had to come,” He’s looking at the fish swimming by the tank now. His heart is pounding.

“You okay?”