There’s a lull in the conversation—god, he hates them. You always have think of a topic to revolve around, and he’s never been a fan of revealing unnecessary information.
Nevertheless, the redhead looked on, undeterred.
“And I don’t have anything to say now.”
Might as well get straight to the point. Most probably the conversation would tail off awkwardly, with a lack of a topic. He was calling it right now, with a matter-of-fact mindset.
{デコイ;; } The confession catches Hinata off-guard for a moment, but it also pisses him quite a bit. He allows his irritation show on his face.
If he didn’t know what to say, then why was he still here? Ugh. That’s like saying something is awkward during an uncomfortable silence. Well, now it is, because you said it, idiot!
❝Neither do I,❞ he said truthfully. Another pause. ❝But…If I may ask– why were you staring at me just a second ago?❞
