-TAMARO-
After our camping trip, we visited the market to buy souvenirs. Akiro stayed close to me at first, but eventually drifted off to explore on his own. I didn't question it—I figured he wanted to check something in a different shop. I chose not to take it personally.
Since we left the campsite, I'd been quiet. I only spoke when someone spoke to me first. It wasn't sadness exactly, just a kind of stillness.
Once we finished at the market, we returned to the house. I headed straight to our room and rested. I didn't seek him out—he'd kept his distance earlier, so I mirrored that silence.
Then, without a word, he lay down beside me and wrapped his arms around me. Just like that, he was sweet again. And as always, I let him in. I've learned to understand the way he moves between silen
