hopefulharmonies:

“Hmmm~” She breathed through her clenched lips at his comment. Why did his words make her heart skip a beat? Placing a cautious hand on her chest, she felt her heart start beating faster. So he really isn’t like everyone says he is: a playboy. Though, her beating heart soon started to ache. He didn’t believe her words? Should she repeat them for him?

She decided that staying quiet on the topic was best. It seemed Aries respected that Hiroshima guy, so developing the conversation further by teasing him might not be the best idea. Maybe she should start up-

What did he ask?

“M-M-M-My…type….” She muttered under her breath, hiding behind her book once again. No one had asked her to ever explain her type. What was she to say. “It’s not exactly something I think about everyday.” She sighed, feeling confident enough to put her book down, letting him see her face, though eye contact still was not there. 

“I guess……” Oh, who was she kidding, Yume didn’t even know what she was looking for in a guy. “I admire someone…. who…. is able to smile freely without a care in the world, someone who can speak their mind… funny… smart… someone… who can change me—”

Yume knew she would regret saying that for the rest of her life. He was definitely going to tease her about it later. She laughed off the awkward silene between the two. “Maybe… but you can forget about that… why would you need it anyway!” 

“B-But.. just to be fair, y’know… wh-….what is your type?” No, she was not interested. No, she was not interested. 

Okay, maybe a little.

Not a smile nor a smirk as the girl stuttered at his inquiry. His grey eyes inquisitively gaze at her, as if conveying to her that he wasn’t asking her just for the sake of teasing. He was actually genuinely interested in her answer. 

Most girls would say something along the lines of ‘Rich, Good-Looking, a possible celebrity’ and all kinds of other nonsensical like traits but seeing that she’s not like those usual bimbos who try to pursue him, he wondered what she thought about the subject matter. A harmless curiosity of his, if you will.

“Someone who can change you—?” he repeated in a slight mutter, his smokey gaze lifted into the distance, taking in her words of choice. Indeed… Yume’s answer of her choice and preferences were different from what he has heard other girls said before, with the exception of his older sister, of course but his sister was a born oddball, much in a different category from the demure blonde in his opinion. 

A soft smile curled at the end of his mouth after a brief moment of silence, turning to her again, his grey orbs glazed with approval; “Un. That’s a good trait to look for in your other half.”

His usual chuckle emitted from his throat at the girl’s retort that was followed by a curious inquiry of her own. “Was just curious, is all. You’re not like the other girls that I’ve met before so I was just wondering what were your thoughts on it.” His hands came running through his hair, ruffling it slightly in the soft breeze.

“As for type… I don’t have much of a list to tell you the truth.” he smiled at her as he leaned sat next to her on the grass. “All I look for in a girl is…”

“Someone who I can commit myself to. Someone who would maybe… make me feel like I can love again.”

His grey orbs somber in slight sadness at the thought of his reason of saying so. “I’ve never felt like I could do that since my father hurt my mot—” he stopped himself momentarily. his eyes widened for a moment at the thought of him revealing something so private to the girl. She really was making him face his true self ever since they met but even he didn’t know how to feel if she knew something that had tattered him so much. A slight breeze rustled the trees and bushes around them as he stood there frozen in his movements before grinning it off with a chuckle. 

“I mean.. yeah. I guess basically someone who I feel I can love.” A cheap and somewhat shaky summary of what he meant.

(Source: reryu)