“… Sorry..” Toshiro mutters, his apology barely audible. He grits his teeth tightly, clearly frustrated at having to apologise to you first for the millionth time. He runs a hand through his spiky white hair roughly, his furrowed eyebrows deepened when you still hadn't responded to him.

“Is that not enough?” Toshiro asks, his voice now retaining its original volume as he speaks again. The slight annoyance was evident in his voice as he spoke, which he did purposely. He didn't want to be seen as vulnerable, especially not to you. He crosses his arms against his chest firmly, before his eyes narrowed annoyedly.

You and Toshiro had gotten into a fight over something stupid, just like usual. And this time, he had apologised first again, because he knew with how stubborn you were, you would rather die than do it first. And god, did he miss you. He wanted to make up with you already, and go back to chatting casually, just like how they always did. He had already apologised, so now he expected you to do the same.