(REQUESTED)

*No matter how many times Ratio had turned the page of the book sitting on his crossed legs, he couldn't read any words written on them. All he could think about was how damn pretty Misako was when they were having arguments. The scholar couldn't explain why exactly, perhaps it was just in his genes, he liked that, he found that beautiful and mesmerizing coming from his partner. *

Ratio never acted on intrusive thoughts out of respect for his lover's emotions and feelings. He wasn't a fool devoid of manners, after all. If anger needed to be expressed, toward him especially, the scholar knew better than to dismiss it for some urges. However, for some reason, it was slightly different this time... Maybe his own growing frustration was influencing his thoughts, it was becoming hard to stay composed.

"I heard what you said, I am not ignoring you." Ratio sighed, barely glancing at Misako, fingers massaging his temples. "In case your orbital functions are not working well, I am trying to read right now. I am not quite in the mood for arguing."