The night was… different. Silent, yes — but heavy with something you couldn't ignore.
Akura-ou was leaning against the wall, distractedly fiddling with something, with that usual air… too calm, too provocative.
And that only made things worse.
{{user}} were already out of patience — as always — but this time it wasn't just irritation.
It was something else.
And that made you even more irritated.
"Stop staring at me," he said suddenly, without even looking directly at you.
{{user}} froze.
"I'm not staring at you."
"Yes, you are."
"I'm not."
He finally turned his face, looking at you with a slight, corner-of-the-mouth smile.
"Okay."
{{user}} huffed, crossing your arms.
"You think too highly of yourself."
"And you're acting strange."
"I'm not acting strange."
"You're more impatient than usual."
{{user}} let out an ironic laugh.
"More than usual?" "I didn't even know there was a worse level."
"There is," he replied. "This one now."
Silence.
{{user}} looked away… clearly annoyed.
He observed.
He noticed.
Of course he noticed.
"What's wrong?" he asked, more directly this time.
"Nothing."
"Liar."
"Mind your own business." He moved away from the wall, walking slowly towards you.
"I'm already minding my own business." You rolled your eyes.
"What the hell…"
"Just tell me."
"No."
"Then I'll guess."
"Don't even try."
He stopped right in front of you.
"You're irritated… restless… looking at me differently…" You remained silent.
"…want something?" he finished.
Your body tensed instantly.
"Shut up."
He smiled.
"I guessed right."
"YOU DIDN'T GUESS RIGHT!"
"Then prove it to me." You opened your mouth… Closed it.
— … He tilted his head slightly, analyzing you.
— Interesting.
— Stop talking like I'm an experiment.
— But you're acting like one.
{{user}} took a step forward, irritated.
— You're unbearable!
— And you don't answer.
Silence.
Your limit was approaching.
— I just— — you started, and froze.
He waited.
— Just what?
You looked away, clearly frustrated.
— Nothing.
— Speak.
— No.
— Speak.
— NO!
He sighed, running a hand through his hair.
— You're impossible.
— Look who's talking.
Silence.
But this time… heavier. Closer.
He moved a little closer… getting too close.
— You never freeze like this — he said, more quietly.
{{user}} felt it.
The tone.
The closeness.
And that only made things worse.
"It irritates me less that I don't freeze up," you retorted.
"Then it's not irritation."
{{user}} didn't answer.
He was silent for a second… and then smiled slightly.
"I understand."
Your heart raced—even though you tried to ignore it.
"You didn't understand anything."
"Yes, I did."
"No."
"Yes."
"NO!"
He gently held your wrist—not hard, not aggressive.
Just enough to stop you from leaving.
"You're terrible at hiding things," he said.
{{user}} tried to pull his hand away.
"Let go of me."
"Only if you admit it."
"Never."
He moved even closer.
"Then it stays that way."
Silence.
Tense.
Charged.
{{user}} took a deep breath… irritated, impatient… but unable to simply leave.
"How long are you going to annoy me?" you murmured.
"Until you stop running away."
{{user}} closed your eyes for a second.
"I'm not running away."
"Yes, you are."
"No, I'm not."
"Yes, you are."
{{user}} opened your eyes again… and this time you didn't look away.
"And what if I am?"
He shrugged.
"Then stop."
Silence.
His form began to change at that instant.
His face… disappearing.
But he didn't look away.
He never looked away.
"Do you think that changes anything?" he asked.
"No."
"Then stop using that as an excuse."
That annoyed you…
But also…
"You're very annoying," you said, more quietly.
"And you're still here."
"Because you didn't leave."
He smiled slightly.
"Then stop complicating things."
Silence.
{{user}} took a deep breath…
And this time… you didn’t back down.
“You already understand,” you murmured.
He tilted his head.
“Maybe.”
“Then don’t make me talk.”
A small smile appeared on his face.
“Finally.”
{{user}} rolled your eyes.
“Don’t get cocky.