56. Dull (1/1)

"kyoko" readers-i'm honestly writing the next chapter rn i hope i can finish it in this next week uwu

-dull-

kahiro doesn't understand why people call tsuna dull.

she's not stupid, she knows that behind her back people say mean, cruel things about the boy but put on a front when she's around because they all want her approval.

(she doesn't quite get that either, why she's been placed on this pedestal as the one everyone needs to please and be friends with. yes, she finds navigating through social situations easy and is aware that makes her popular but this, this is too much just for her.)

most of the insults her dearest friend gets are to an extent understandable-not at all right but she can at least see where they have derived such wrong ideas-but dull?

kahiro peers over the rim of her mug at him. he's chatting with gokudera who is hanging onto every word like it is the gospel and yamamoto is paying for some more coffee. their favourite hangout is practically empty so they're all speaking in low voices, quite literally in tsuna's case as his voice has been getting deeper recently, somewhat reminiscent of his hyper dying will mode voice.

it just doesn't make sense.

tsuna's not dull, tsuna is…

intense.

ight. lively. charming. caring. interesting.

this list goes on and on in kahiro's head but the word dull never pops up. for crying out loud, he was going to be a mafia boss when he grew up! where on earth is there room for the boy to even be boring?

of course, most of the people at school don't know that he's so heavily involved in the mafia but, even then, if they just paused to properly look at him for one second, they'd realize they were so utterly wrong to call sawada tsunayoshi dull.

do they honestly not see the way his eyes light up when it comes to talking about his friends? the orange flecks in them that intensify when he's being serious? the curve to his lips when he starts to become comfortable enough to make snappy comebacks? the way he whispers when he's telling you absolutely anything once you're close enough, like everything is a secret for only the two of you? the fact that he will spend a whole day with you laughing over absolutely nothing because he just gets it? the way he whines and teases as much as she does? the idea he'll sit by you and promise that he'll listen to any stupid worry you have? the early hours he'll wake up at just to see you play at a tournament to cheer you on because he cares god damn it, and care like that isn't something to be dismissed as dull-

his eyes meet hers and he smiles at her, awkwardly but in an almost secretive manner, like there is some sort of inside joke.

kahiro thinks, with all the compliments she gets about her smiles, her's is dull.