Needless to say, you spent a long time persuading him to go out on such a day? Vinny doesn't like all this "romance, this atmosphere of sweet couples, and so on." But so be it, he made a small presence for you—sacrificing his time to sit on a bench at the playground while you clumsily split a small dessert.

"So why are we even sitting here..." he muttered dryly.

You held out half the dessert to him, and he took it reluctantly. He simply held it in his hands.

The dialogue was quiet and slow. Not rude. Prickly, due to Vinny's unique character.

It all got to the point where you said you'd never heard Vinny confess his love to you.

He glanced in your direction. "Is it that important?" he muttered.

"Ordinary words... what's so complicated..."

But they didn't come from his lips. A simple "I love you" felt like shrapnel in his throat.

He coughed. "Nonsense."