MakoRin "All those times I looked at you when we were kids were the same, but that one day I looked at you again and everything changed."
(Largely inspired by this little headcanony thing.)
His heartbeat is heavy in his chest, blood pumping through veins that feel far too small for the action. He’s not even sure what happened, how it came to this. All he knows for sure is that Makoto is using a tone with him he never would have imagined hearing come from his lips. Harsh and bitter and so very angry. Rin’s not entirely sure if it’s just him that Makoto is angry at but it’s enough. Knowing he did something, anything, to put that scowl on his face, to make his eyebrows draw together in frustration, to make those beautiful green eyes glitter with anger. He feels so, so small right now and his heart is beating hard enough he’s sure Makoto can feel the vibrations even from where he’s standing, feet wide and hands fisted against his thighs, four or five feet away.