Chapter 8

Takumi got back a little late again. They ate dinner in awkward silence. Well, it was only awkward for one of them. Twilight was avoiding his gaze the entire time.

While she was washing the dishes, she felt arms wrap around her. “What are you doing?”

“Isn't it obvious?” He rested his head on hers.

“Ok, but why?”

“Is it weird that I also don't know?”

“Definitely.”

“Should I let go?”

She thought about it. It was weird, but at the same time, she was enjoying his warmth. She wasn't sure if she wanted him to let go, whether it was now or ever.

“I'll take your silence as a no.” He buried his nose in her hair and took a long sniff.

“Hmm, strawberries.” He thought.

She continued to wash the dishes while he held her the entire time, not wanting to let her go. When she was done, he let her go and she turned to face him, about to say something, but he beat her to it.

“Before you probably strangle me, I brought you this.” He handed her a tub of cookies and cream ice cream.

“I think I'll let you