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Renzo Shima is not apart of the Illuminati (illumi_not_y) wrote in wildhuntthreads,

"No no it's fine I got it. See?" Shima managed to get some noodled and slurped them down. He was gonna have to get used to eating with left handed chopsticks anyway, the sling wasn't going to come off for another week. He continued to slowly eat noodles while Mahiru worked up the courage to speak. Is he... is he going to confess? Oh shit he is isn't he...?

Shima watched Mahiru stammer, their eyes matching gazes. Don't break his heart. Don't toy with his feelings man. He deserves so much better. Shima was locked in his own internal battle, making sure that he didn't fuck this up. That he handled this well so that it didn't end with Mahiru leaving with tears. He has talked it out with Rin. He knew Mahiru was probably going to say he liked him. He knew it, he'd been telling himself that for days.

I love you, Renzo.

Shima stared at him. His arm slowly fell to his side, leaving a single noodle hanging on his chin. His cheeks got darker, it was exactly like he'd imagined back in the hospital... But Mahiru said it with so much more certainty than he could have ever prepared himself for. "I... I know." Shima blinked, and his face turned beet red. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!

Hot liquid on his leg made him jump, he'd spilled more the cup of noodle across his thigh with the sudden motion. "Ah!" Shima wiped the noodles off and set the cup down. He put the chop sticks in it before wiping at his pant legs more. Then he broke down laughing, he doubled over and laughed for a bit. When he sat up again, he looked at Mahiru with tears in his eyes.

"I um... I kind of uh figured it out... back when I first woke up..." He laughed lightly, his eyes drifting down to the grass between them, "Or I had my suspicions! So... hah... when you said it... that just kind of slipped out..." His bad hand gripped the edge of the sling as he fidgeted awkwardly. Shima rubbed the back of his neck with his good hand, What do I say...? Don't leave me sounds so desperate. Stay with me sounds weird... He bit his lip, He said Renzo...

Shima looked away from him, it was clear from the tips of his ears, his face was probably just as red as it had been when Mahiru confessed, "Can.... ca-can.. um... can you say it again?"