[Makoto could almost feel the frustration oozing through the phone at the first text fired back at him. It was true he brought it up, but he didn't want to bring it up with Rin in the first place. The redhead was good at pushing all the right buttons and asking the right questions to get Makoto to fold. Or maybe he was just tired enough of keeping this to himself.
Though the next text had him stepping back from his thoughts, eyebrows raised at his phone. What was that supposed to mean, "if anyone was going to fall in love" it was him? Was he really that kind of person? It was true that he had a lot of care and affection to give, and it was never hard for him to devote his attention completely to anyone who sought him out. But that was always a completely different matter in his head--the desire to help people and see them happy came automatically and without thought.
The text did end up having Rin's intended affect on Makoto, as the brunet was derailed enough to seriously consider the offer in the following messages. It was still a long few minutes before he could reply.]
Its hard to say.
Not because I dont love things about them. Theres a lot of things I love about them.
But theyre just...little things. That I think Ive always noticed? I just notice them more.
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Though the next text had him stepping back from his thoughts, eyebrows raised at his phone. What was that supposed to mean, "if anyone was going to fall in love" it was him? Was he really that kind of person? It was true that he had a lot of care and affection to give, and it was never hard for him to devote his attention completely to anyone who sought him out. But that was always a completely different matter in his head--the desire to help people and see them happy came automatically and without thought.
The text did end up having Rin's intended affect on Makoto, as the brunet was derailed enough to seriously consider the offer in the following messages. It was still a long few minutes before he could reply.]
Its hard to say.
Not because I dont love things about them. Theres a lot of things I love about them.
But theyre just...little things. That I think Ive always noticed? I just notice them more.
Im just worried about changing things.