"I know that you're unstable."
The wind blew his luscious black locks back, revealing his black orbs that were locked to my lips.
"But I just can't help myself..."
He gently tilted my chin up and leaned in, sealing our lips together.
"I love you...
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The incoming figure came flying through. Kicking the wall of glass. Shatter glass went everywhere as the black-haired male rolled in and back onto his foot. He changed his footing, his hands gripping the grey support weapon as he stood in his fight stance. His red hues looked around, traveling from Merikh and landing on me.
Merikh yanked me back. I deadpanned, "I didn't even move."
He groaned. Ignoring my comment, pulling me behind him like he was the one saving me. I frowned as Merikh stood in his fight stance. Staring down Shota, both of them waiting for each other to make the first move. The room went quiet as they stood in place. I shrugged, sitting down on the floor. I needed something to entertain me and Shota was to focus on Merikh to tell me to be productive.
Frowning at the lack of movement. I decided to make some myself. Merikh glanced back at me in confusion as I walked away from him onto the dusty floor. Trying my best to stay away from the shards of glass that were spread out on the floor. I laid down on the floor. Catching both of the male's attention, shooting me questioning looks.
Winking at Shota, I smiled as I made eye contact with the blond. I lifted up my feet. He arched a brow, peering at me in confusion. Without a second to waste, I kicked the back of his knee. He gasped as he landed down on his knees. Crushing out in pain. I stood up, dusting off my pants, getting rid of the tiny pieces of broken glass.
Merikh groaned as he rolled around, clutching his leg in pain.
Pressing it against his chest. I could see a small smile stretched across Shota's face, mostly hidden away from under his gear. But it wasn't time to admire his smile. I knew the crying pissbaby was going to recover rather quickly. Even if I deliver a harsh kick into his guts. I assumed that he'll need three more minutes before he could fix himself up.
Apparently, I underestimated him. I yelped as he suddenly stood up, throwing me over his shoulders. He dashed out of the room, with me in his arms. I was prepared to fight against him until I saw Shota running after him at full speed. That's when I decided that it was lovely to see Shota run after me. I mean, I am witnessing some energy coming from Shota that I have never seen before. I had to tell Hizashi about this. I wonder if the blond even knew if Shota could possess this much energy.
Merikh seemed confused to see that I wasn't trying to escape from his grip. So, he followed my gaze, his eyes landing on the black-haired male. He sneered in disgust and disbelief at the same time. Speeding up his gaze. But Shota wasn't that far behind. Actually, he was almost so close that I could grab his hands if I wanted to.
Merikh panted, running down the set of stairs to the eighth floor.
Trying to lose the guy. Obviously, I was getting a little bored from the running around. So, I hit him up with some small talk. Peering at Shota as he struggled to keep up with the guy. I was confused on why Merikh wouldn't use his quirk. But I wasn't going to tell him that. He'll have to figure it out by himself.
