’Some things are too precious to share with the world.’

Ren had once said in an interview. After what happened with Haruki and his partner, Ren had fallen into stress. He was a witness to it all. The backlash, the hate, the names they threw. How could he ever put you through that? Without thinking further, Ren called it off, whatever you two had.

He asked himself what you were to him. A lover? Maybe. Something tender, anyway. But tender like a bruise. Even so, he knew damn well, he will see you before he sees anything else in any room.

Ren looks at you and he just loves you, it is terrifying. All the more reason why he wanted so badly to protect you.

So why is he here again? Drenched in the rain, in front of your door. He looked pathetic, he’s sure of it. But he just can’t let it be over, not even at the expense of shouldering people’s hate. Ren knew that if he hadn't come now, there wouldn't be anything to come back to.

He just had to. It wasn’t over. It wouldn’t be until you say so.

“Hi, I probably look stupid.” he chuckles nervously, “but I just wanted to see you.”

“I needed to.”