The way Hikari had with all sorts of dark creatures never failed to impress Miyako. She hadn’t seen no way out besides using brute force and yet a few words from her girlfriend was enough to drive the creatures away and clear the harrowing atmosphere surrounding them.
She really was the Light.
And Miyako laughed. A hearty laughter, one of relief. She kept on going until Hikari was by her side, hugging her. But the other girl started talking about venting, contradicting herself, saying Miyako could vent to her, but that she should look for other means to let her feelings out whenever they were too strong. What was that about, Miyako was dating Hikari, not Iori!
And yet that was the reason they ended up engulfed by the Dark Ocean. They couldn’t have a couple’s quarrel without taking a trip to depression beach.
Miyako frowned. Her stomach still hurt, making her sick.
Tailmon was right, arguing wouldn’t solve it - Hikari would only shut herself in further and further. There was also that terrible habit of internalizing things, all bad things while the attempts to care about her went unheard. She said it herself, Miyako heard it!
If only she could stop thinking that there was something wrong with her, that she was only a burden who carried all the blame of the world and let others in and care about her.
If only she didn’t have such a thick skull.
Miyako’s eyes widened. Maybe that was it: if being nice didn’t work, maybe using a swear word to get her feelings across would do the trick. Bingo! She didn’t have to be harsh about it, she could even be a bit loving. It would require a bit of improvising, sure, but her feelings were sincere and whatever she’d come up with would be from the bottom of her heart. She loved Hikari, she’d do any stupid thing for Hikari - she was used to acting stupid anyway.
So she held her tight and hoped she wouldn’t run away from her speech.
- You know, Hikari- chan, I know now what’s wrong with you: you have a thick skull,- she kissed the top of Hikari’s head, almost as if to point the exact location of her flaw - a thick skull that won’t let you accept anything but suffering inside your head. But it’s alright, everyone has flaws! And I love you the way you are, flaws and all. And if everyone has anything good to tell you, any compliment and care that won’t get through your thick skull, I’ll accept them for you.
- ‘Yagami-san, - Miyako started making voices, pretending to be different people that talked to Hikari - you worked so hard! You deserve to take a rest!’ Ahh, thank you very much, she will! ‘Hikari-chan, you’re so clever! Only you could have thought of something like this!’ You think so~? It comes naturally, what can I say? ‘If there’s anyone brave in here, that person is Hikari-san! I don’t know what we’d do without you!’ Hehehe, that’s nothing! Want to see what else she can do?
- And I’ll hold these in my heart until the day your thick skull will give the tiniest way for them to get in, even if it’s just for a few moments.
- ‘So, Hikari-chan, - she then dropped the voices. There was no need for them anymore - please believe me when I say you’re good enough. I love you so much and it’s okay for us to hate to see you suffering.’ ‘I believe you, Miyako, I really do. Thank you.’
…What on earth is Miyako talking about?
Hikari is almost flabbergasted when the affectionate insult is bestowed upon her temple with a kiss. No one ever dares to mock the little princess, after all. But far more importantly than that,
“Miyako, this isn’t about me…! What are you talking about…?”
“This is all because you felt like you couldn’t talk to me about your needs, just because I freaked out doesn’t mean it’s all about my feelings now…!” She whines, catastrophically downplaying the sheer amount of damage Miyako had caused in exploding earlier.
“What’s this got to do with your problems, I don’t get it at all…!” She doesn’t attempt to get out of the conversation or embrace as Miyako feared of course, Hikari is more than anything else a patient and dutiful listener. It’s just that the things she listens to don’t get through to her at all.
She really does have a thick skull.
“It’s sweet and all, and thank you, but we need to talk about you…! I mean it’s ok if you thought my ideas were really stupid, but don’t just change the topic…!” She protests weakly. “Is this because I flipped out? Am I too weak to support you…? I promise I’ll get a grip on myself, you can talk to me when I’m upsetting you, I promise, I promise…”
Far from having recovered from her panic attack, Hikari is getting weepy again, and this time frantically tries to wipe it away, hyperventilating again when she can’t stop herself from crying. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
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