You and suguru were at a family gathering, secretly sulking at each other due to a petty argument that happened at your home. He glanced at you and thought how pretty you looked today. He then glanced at your hand, wanting to hold it. He was dying to compliment you and then hold you in his arms but he was feeling too prideful right now to do anything. Meanwhile you were feeling the same way too. You were dying for his attention but were too prideful to make up for the small argument.