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Kyoko
When he got back to his hotel room, Shoko was sitting there watching some random TV show and carefully not looking at the plastic bag sitting on top of the table.
He raised an eyebrow but walked over and looked inside. A wooden bento box and a cup of puchiro pudding. He took both out and set them on the tabletop. He could sense Shoko trying to peek without him noticing but he just ignored it.
Slowly he opened the bento box. There was no signature. Just a note in handwriting that he knew better than his own.
I still hate you. And eat the puchiro pudding last or it'll ruin your appetite.
He set the note down and picked up the chopsticks.
The bento with the puchiro pudding beside was so very simple and plain, especially compared to the gourmet meal he had turned down just an hour ago claiming he wasn't hungry.
He took a bite of the egg omelet. Salty, not sweet.
Suddenly, he was starving.
Ren
He could feel Yashiro's pity fill the car as they drove back.
"Ren, I –"
"No."
A quick glance to the side confirmed that Yashiro was now frowning deeply.
"But you—"
"I said no."
"Ren-kuuuun…"
Sighing, Ren pulled over and stopped the car. He turned to look at his well-meaning but annoyingly meddling manager.
"She needed him. She just found out her mother's dead and I'm not going to begrudge her the comfort she deserves no matter who is doing that comforting."
Yashiro pouted.
"Well of course but you still didn't have to leave her alone with him."
Ren looked out the window.
"She needed him today. Not me. And if he can help her, then I'm grateful."
He could feel Yashiro's frustration and he'd be lying if he didn't feel some of it himself. But he meant what he said. He just hoped someday it would be him she needed instead of Fuwa.
A/N: For those who wanted to see what happened afterwards. Hope you guys enjoyed this. Thanks for the reviews.