Telepathy

Rated T (for a little language)

He always went for a bet. He was a man, and he couldn't pass one up. He had to prove himself.

"I bet you can't guess what I'm thinking," I said, quirking an eyebrow. The red-haired man shut the fridge and brought us both a beer. Sitting down in the chair across the table, he heaved a sigh.

Owen and I would get together quite often just to talk and have a drink together. Since I was always at the Ganache Mine, we had become close and went mining together quite a bit. He knew me best out of everyone on the island.

"Are you trying to be telepathic, Akari?"

Laughing, I gave a nod. "Yes, I am."

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!

The man was staring at me intently, as if concentrating. He didn't blink or move a muscle. Our eyes remained locked for a few minutes before he sighed again, blinked, and took a swig of the beer. "I think I suck at this. Or you do."

"It's just you," I replied. Damn it.

"Well, try it again."

I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, DAMMIT!

His eyebrows furrowed. "You want to eat."

"No. Nevermind…this isn't working. I don't even know why I bothered, anyways."

Giving a chuckle, he shook his head. "The third time is a charm. Give it another try."

If it hadn't worked before, why would it work now? Why had I even thought it would work in the first place? I knew it wouldn't. I had just thought if maybe I told him that I loved him in some form that I would feel better. I was just so afraid he didn't love me back. What would happen to our friendship if he didn't and I told him out loud?

"No, really, it's not working, Owen."

"Akari, try it again. I think I almost got it." Raising the metallic can to his lips, he drank again. I hadn't hardly touched my drink. Just the thought of him knowing I loved him freaked me out to the extent that it made me a bit queasy. "Come on."

Biting my bottom lip, I gave a slight nod.

I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU.

His dark eyebrows rose for an instant, and he smiled warmly at me. "Oh, I know it this time. You have a boyfriend."

"Dammit, Owen…"

Standing up, he gave a small shrug. "I tried. Anyways, I better get going. Thanks for the amusement and the beer." As he walked towards the exit of the kitchen, I huffed, perching my elbow up onto the table and dropping my head onto it, pouting and upset. Now I would have to figure out if I ever wanted to tell him out loud and risk ruining our friendship. Before he reached the door, he stopped beside me and bent down. In my ear, he whispered, "I love you too."

Before I could say anything, he was out of the kitchen, and exiting the house.