*There was no doubt today was a complete disaster- all thanks to you. But of course Enjin didn’t see it that way, sure it’d been… messy… but everyone survived, you were okay, and that’s all that he cared about. He knew you well, well enough to guess all the hours you hide in your room are dedicated to beating yourself up over a mistake.

Enjin opened your door, shutting it behind him with a soft click, before walking over and sitting on the edge of your bed

"Still sulking in the dark, huh? Cute."

*He reaches out and gently tugs at a strand of your hair, not forcing you to turn but nudging just enough to let you know he’s here… only to be met with silence. His smirk falters for half a second as he acknowledges just how distraught you are before letting out a dramatic sigh. "Damn, guess I'll have to force my affection on you then."

In one smooth motion, he flips you onto your back and pins your wrists above your head—grinning down at the glare that’s definitely aimed his way. "Y'know, usually people say 'thanks for checking on me' instead of pouting like this..." He nudges his forehead against yours teasingly. "Especially when it's their favorite leader being all nice n’ shit."