The next day...
"Good mor... ning?" Finn was in the kitchen when he saw Nina walking out, only to watch her sprinting away. "..."
He watched the front door slam shut, almost as if he could feel Nina’s regret for closing it so forcefully. She didn’t have a lot of money to replace it, after all.
"Hah..." he breathed out, glancing down at the bento box he had made for her. "She didn’t take her lunch with her."
Finn tilted his head slightly to the side and shrugged, closing the lid, planning to take it to her office. And that’s exactly what he did.
****
The day after that...
"Ni —" Finn couldn’t even finish his sentence because Nina was like a tornado, storming out of the house. "..."
Once again, Finn was rendered speechless. He shrugged and closed the lid of her lunch box, planning to take it to her office. After all, Nina didn’t like eating out much—not because she didn’t have the money, but because she said it was better that way.
"Maybe she’s already late," he told himself, glancing at the wall clock, only to see it had just hit six in the morning. "Did she change her schedule?"
Finn shook his head, telling himself not to think too much about it. It wasn’t like she was avoiding him, because whenever she came home, they would still eat together, have a nice chat, and sometimes watch something... albeit, she had to sit far away from him.
*****
Another day passed, and today, Finn woke up at the same time he always did. Today, however, he was changing his approach.
Lying on the small bed that barely fit him, he stared at the ceiling. "She’s still asleep around this time, but... she’s been waking up earlier than usual." His lips curved down, a little concerned about Nina’s recent behavior.
"I’ve been telling myself that everything is alright, but... I’m starting to get concerned." Another shallow breath slipped past his lips. "This is not what I expected when I asked if I could temporarily live at her place."
Finn was aware of Nina’s strong stance on premarital sex, so he wasn’t expecting anything more than a kiss and holding hands. But he didn’t expect her to try to avoid him. This hadn’t happened in their relationship before. So now, he was starting to wonder if she was waking up earlier than him just to avoid any conversation in the morning.
’Did I say something wrong?’ he wondered to himself. ’Or did I touch something of hers that I shouldn’t have?’
Or was it the kiss that night?
After all, this all began that night. That was the first time Nina stormed out of the room and left him. The day after that, she started picking up the habit of avoiding him. And now that he thought about it, even though she still chatted with him, he could feel her creating distance between them.
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