I'm not DELICATE!

heroingreen:

(As he felt her pass him, his heart ached even further. Did he just mess up again? He couldn’t even… do anything right…

Luigi grabbed at his heart in terrible heartbreak agony. Oh, Daisy, Daisy… What did he do wrong? Now he wanted to talk to her, knowing that he somehow hurt her, and not knowing why…

He was such a confused mess. That’s all he was.

He hesitated. Should he pursue her? Would he just make it worse? He had a good habit of doing that, apparently. This whole week nothing turned out the way he wanted it to. He shouldn’t have even visited Rosalina today… No, wait. Guilt swarmed throughout him again. He left her behind. He didn’t even stick around to make sure she was okay after he shocked her and burned her.

…

Wait, how did he end up in front of Daisy’s guest room?

He stared blankly at the doorknob. Should he try to talk to her? Maybe he should just leave… maybe everyone would be better off without him around…

…

He knocked once…

… and then fell apart sobbing before Daisy could even answer.)

( as soon as the knock on the door entered her ear range, she turned to look at the door with a frown. she turned back and shut her eyes with a pout… until she heard sobs from behind the door… why was he crying? in response, she slowly walked to the door and opened it, noticing the italian crying before her. she frowned before she placed a hand upon his cheek delicately. )

… Luigi. Please, tell me what’s wrong.

(Source: imdaisy)