Your POV
I quickly rushed to exit Kyoya's room, and plopped down on the floor in front of his door.
I sighed as I looked up at the high ceiling.
I didn't understand what was troubling him so much.
What could be so worrisome, that even this careless boy would be frustrated?
I shook my head. So much was going through my mind at the moment.
I got up and started walking downstairs. I swiped my feet on the enormous carpet that was right below my feet.
"What to do, what to do..." I chanted, while walking around in circles.
I checked his fridge. It was empty.
Kyoya really needs to get fatter, he's like a walking chopstick.
Maybe I should go buy some groceries.
I walked upstairs to inform Kyoya that I was going to the supermarket.
I knocked on his door.
"Kyoya, I'm going to the supermarket to get some groceries."
No answer.
"Kyoya??"
Worried, I turned the knob and opened the door.
Kyoya was sleeping soundly on his desk, tired from all the work he finished.
I grinned as I took off his glasses and placed them beside him.
I stared at him sadly for a few moments before petting his head.
He always works so hard with effort.
He must be stressed from the life around him.
I left the house and walked all the way to the supermarket. It was pretty far since Kyoya doesn't really live near people.
I entered the supermarket, and the first thing I saw were apples. Kyoya likes apples. I put a few apples in my grocery bag and moved along, picking out necessary ingredients.
I was going to go check out, but then something caught my eye.
"Melon-flavoured candy!!" I squealed, launching myself at the beautiful green packages.
I grabbed two packs of the melon candy and went to check out.
"Your total is $56000, ($56) would you like to pay with cash or credit card?" The cashier asked me.
Oh shoot. I forgot to ask Kyoya for money. Aurgh, y/n you're so dumb!
WAAAAIITT.
I reached into my back pocket and smiled as I brought up a hundred dollar bill. I had forgotten that my Mother had told me to use it for emergencies, and that was when I fled from my house.
I chuckled with glee as I walked all the way back to Kyoya's home. I opened the door and plopped the groceries down on the table.
I looked at my watch.
1:45PM.
Okay, I should really start making lunch for Kyoya now.
I went to the bathroom to take a shower before I cooked.
When I came out, something was odd.
Something from the table was missing..
Something like...
"My candy."
I burnt with rage as winced my eyes.
Kyoya was my master, but stealing my delicious candy is not acceptable.
I dashed upstairs and stormed into Kyoya's room.
As expected, I saw him chewing my melon-flavoured candy.
He looked surprised when I stormed into his room.
"KYOYA, WHY ARE YOU EATING MY CANDY?!!?!"
"Didn't you buy this for me?" He said, still confused at what the heck was happening.
"AURRGHH, KYOYAAA!!" I yelled, falling down on my knees.
He had a smug look on his face, as he handed me the box of candy.
I looked into the box.
Three pieces left.
I needed to savour these somehow.
But how was I gonna savour THREE pieces of candy?!!
Ding! Idea!
I shuffled the three pieces of round candies in my palm and gave Kyoya the death stare.
Then I furiously started whipping them at Kyoya, making him flinch.
He tried to cover himself with his arms, waving them around.
It was a pretty funny sight honestly, until I threw the last one.
He slowly turned his head to face me, and gritted his teeth.
"I-I'm sorry--" I said, startled.
Everything went silence for a minute or so, before he reached out his hand to-
to hit me.
His hand was in midair, but then suddenly-
he stopped.
Kyoya's POV
I didn't know what I was doing, I've been filled with anger these past days, just thinking about him stressed me.
I looked into her sorrowful eyes then realized what I was doing.
I struggled to stop my hand before looking at her surprised face.
I'm not going to hurt her.
I'm not going to spread my pain to her. It wouldn't benefit me.
I put my hand down at my side.
It looked like she was about to cry, she looked so scared all of a sudden.
Her mouth opened, but no words came out.
Not knowing what I was doing, I hugged her tightly and hoped that she would forget everything that just happened.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I was acting like such a fool. I didn't mean to scare you like that."
She pulled back and slightly smiled.
"No, that's alright, it was my fault. I shouldn't have thrown those candies at you, I'm sorry."
"Then it's settled, let's get back to work."
But then suddenly the doorbell rang.
"Y/n, would you mind getting the door please?" I asked, while organizing my books.
"Yes sir!" She smiled and rushed downstairs.
***
It was until 20 seconds when I heard a feminine scream...
and it belonged to y/n.
