The television was on and inaudible dialogues fell from it but none reached his ears. To be honest it shook him a little. Whatever he did, the expression that came his way earlier was one of exasperation.. one of annoyance. He’s never seen that before.. and it.. it saddened him.
Whatever he did, he wanted to know— what was it that warranted that expression of annoyance. It was like.. he was a pest; a pet that didn’t understand what his owner wanted of him.
A fact he can’t deny with his confusion and despite his brilliant mind churning, he didn’t understand why.
He just knew it hurt. For the first time in two years he was given that expression and it hurt.
A slight sniffle as he squeezed his own hands harder in a nervous tension.
It hurt very much.