i don’t wanna participate in your game of manipulation / and no, i don’t want your sympathy all this love is suffocating

Valentines Day. A day of love and heartbreak. Holy matrimony and getting plastered because nobody wanted to be yours for a day. Nai didn’t understand anything about the holiday. About how its nooks and crannies, why it was so widely celebrated, and more importantly, why it was about a weak emotion like love. It almost made the platinum blonde scoff. Why would he, a being above the rest, celebrate love? It was just another twisted mind game for the humans.

Believing someone loved you ‘unconditionally’, and that you’ve met ‘the one’. Really, he’d rather be skinned alive than admit he felt human emotions and yearned to learn more about them. Whether it be anger, sadness, happiness, fear, love (not that he even wanted to admit that one to himself), and pain. It didn’t mean he understood it to any degree. It was chemicals the brain released, that affected the rest of the body. That’s the base level of it all, isn’t it?

just let me be sad and lonely / cause crush culture makes me wanna spill my guts out / i know what you’re doing trying to get me to pursue ya 
Nai didn’t understand how he ended up at a dingy bar, with sticky residue covered tables with his twin brother and his friends. The blonde and the tall brunette woman belting out lyrics to some song that the bar had blasting. The news reporter and whatever his name was both were watching like lovestruck morons. It made the platinum blonde sick to his stomach as he wallowed in regret about agreeing to accompany his brother and his group. Standing up abruptly, he moved his way to the bar, standing beside a patron.

“I’d like a glass of merlot.” Nai grunted out to the bartender, his eyes scanning the place. Humans were vile creatures, really.