Nene knew she hadn’t answered him after the correct notes, but given how he had reacted to it all it had thrown her off guard and made her answers only wrong and making it seem like she didn’t have an answer for it.
“Of course I didn’t do this of my own will! You’re right I would never do that, but that person… that stranger was bothering me. He kept bugging me about you and in the end I have had enough!” She sighed and caught her breath again as she had rushed the words out of her mouth. “I was tired of being bugged about how I feel about you. If I loved you and things like that.“
Her breathing relaxed, now finally have gotten it all out. How he would accept it as an answer she wasn’t sure of though. The tension he threw her way suggested for a harsh reply, still not accepting it.
He let go of her wrist and Nene withdrew her hand quickly, rubbing it with her other hand. Right after he instead placed his hands on her shoulders, forcing her to look at him.
"It’s not like I can control it! I can’t exactly decide who I fall for!” She snapped back at him, not even blinking while keeping her eyes locked at his light blue ones.
His voice changed from that previous to a much calmer one. When he spoke Nene’s face decreased in tension, soon finding herself almost shocked by his rushed words. “What? What would you have done?“ She asked with a low tone, lowering her gaze so that she didn’t meet his eyes as she asked him.
"If you–… what?”
Wide cerulean eyes stared at her in bafflement. But oh, he heard her alright. It was mainly the fact her admittance had fazed him to the point his composure began to ebb away a little.
Her outburst had thrown a curve at him, and he merely gazed at her with a confounded look as he listened to her sudden disclosure. True, he did want her to tell it to him straight, but seeing her on the edge like this as her words rushed right out of her mouth… Kiriha could only tighten his jaw in an attempt to contain the anger that had started to swell in his chest. This was too much… It was bad enough that this imbecile had harassed Nene personally; but for them to throw himself into the mix without his knowledge? What the hell were they thinking.
It took him quite a bit of his resolve to will himself from cutting off the other girl’s words by voicing out his own thoughts. No, he had to listen first. Think calmly. Put aside his resentment. Analyze the situation. Come up with a solution for all this.
But then she just had to look back up at him and utter those next words. Something stirred in the recesses of his mind as her eyes were firm upon his. A memory. Slowly, his lips tugged themselves back, almost resembling a half-snarl, and his grip on her tightened by the slightest; but then he noticed it. The tension on her stiffened shoulders. And suddenly, he felt the strangest urge… to just pull her towards him. It was… unnerving, to say the least, seeing her like this; and if his words wouldn’t reach her, then maybe–…
And for a split second he almost gave into that urge. Almost. His fingers twitched, yet his reasoning stopped him from acting on impulse right in the nick of time. Stiff hands remaining in position for a moment; electric blue eyes gazing back at her amethyst ones; and slowly, those blue eyes fluttered close as his hands slid off her shoulders.
Pulling away from her, he gazed back at her silently with another one of his blank, unreadable expressions. And then, his knitted eyebrows seemed to soften, and he gave her a small smile.
“….Then let me be the one to decide that.”
“Remember? ‘I’ll definitely make you mine.’ I haven’t forgotten that.”
He held his smirk for a few more moments, before her inquiry made his curved lips diminish back into a flat line. Lips pursed, he contemplated his thoughts, gaze remaining fixed on her. What would have he done? Thinking about it, if something truly serious did happened to her in his absence… It wasn’t like he’d be there to help her out, let alone know she was in trouble in the first place.
“…If,” he murmured in a low whisper, “If I knew about it, I would’ve come to your aid.” His gaze hardened. “But I don’t always know what goes on in everyone’s lives; If I didn’t know about it… like I didn’t know about this…” He exhaled through his nose, easing out his frustrations. “I don’t know if I could forgive myself.” A tightened look became evident on his features. After all, it was his choice to travel all the way to the other side of the globe, wasn’t it?
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