"Now go on, show your lover what you look like," Brandon's mother giggles and gives her a little push to the back before she can argue. Her face flushes crimson upon being heard Hinata be called her lover—they haven't even gone past the talking stage.
In fact, she couldn't be so sure he cared for her more than a friend, when to him, she might only be a travel partner he's grown to care for.
After all, she's his first in a long time since he lost his sister, she couldn't be too sure. Her smile wavers slightly as pessimism shrouds her mind, and she slowly twists the knob of the door open.
Though, when she raises her head and sees Hinata's reaction though—the thoughts that had been plaguing her mind endlessly fall to a deep silence. She lowers her head, unable to hide her sheepishness any better than she did with her face looking up.
Hinata clasps his hand over his mouth, eyes widened owlishly at the sight of her.
