"You don't- what- hm- FUCK-"

Shoyo yelled and stumbled backwards, looking down and turning bright red. "Take these. Bye." Shoyo shoved the flowers into kenma's hand and ran away, wiping his eyes as he did so.

Kenma stared at the door, holding the flowers in his hand as he heard shoyo cry from behind the door.

Should I help him?

Does he want me to help him?

Does he want to be alone, or will I make It worse?

Kenma's thoughts consumed him as he stared at the closed door, not moving, not saying anything. He just stared. He suddenly jolted back to reality, putting down his flowers and going back outside to see shoyo.

"Hey, hey sunshine... are you ok?"

Shoyo looked up at kenma, his face bright red, his eyes puffy and cheeks wet from tears. "N-no, does it look like I am?" He sobbed, wiping his eyes and face with his tear covered hands.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be that harsh...look I'm sorry..." kenma say down next to shoyo and put an arm around him.

"It's...it's ok..." shoyo sniffled. "I know you don't like me anyways..it was stupid." He hid his face from kenma, who awkwardly nodded, not knowing what to do.

He caressed shoyo's back, noticing Yachi come in early like she always did, panicking immediately.

Shoyo stood and wiped his eyes. "Hey, Shoyo, where are you going?" Kenma stumbled as he stood, following Shoyo. 

"I don't know, fuck off, I'm sorry just go away..." Shoyo pushed at kenma and ran away, leaving Kenma staring at him as Yachi tried to talk with shoyo, failing as he just kept running.