Under My Control {Karma x Asano}

7

"...You want to slaughter him?"

Karma's smile appeared once again, and Asano knew his bloodlust was starting to build.

"I want to kill him." Karma said, letting out a breathy laugh. "I wish he died."

"...I see."

Asano observed the redhead as tear after tear fell from his eyes. The smile left his face and a frown took its place. "Die..."

Asano sighed. "Don't force yourself to think like that. I can clearly see that it's not working."

Karma closed his eyes, taking a breath. "This is why you're so interesting, Asano-kun. Don't you ever just want to kill your dad?"

Asano cocked an eyebrow up. "Excuse me?"

"Your shitty dad does so much to you. Don't you just want to kill him? Life would be so much better without him. Yours and mine both."

Asano took a second to think about it. Would his life really improve if his father just disappeared?

"I do think that sometimes, but only when I truly despise him, and my thoughts are overrun by anger." Asano said, closing his eyes. "But I don't think his death will be particularly beneficial to anyone. Not only is he the principal of the greatest school in the country..."

He opened his eyes and looked at Karma, who was looking back at him. "He is my father."

Karma brows flinched at the word "father," like a hammer striking a nail. He stared at Asano, who was looking back at him with a half-lidded gaze. The pain from his wounds seemed to dull, and he released a slow, short breath through his nose as his lips curved up into a smile.

"Mm." Karma leaned towards Asano and his head landed on the strawberry-head's shoulder. "I'm a little dizzy..."

Normally, Asano would've pushed the disgusting head away, but that thought didn't even cross his mind. He looked at his flaming-red hair, already feeling a sigh build up.

"Then sleep."

"Don't wanna."

"Then get off."

"Don't wanna either."

Karma shifted his head so that his eyes met Asano's neck. "Y'know? You smell good."

"Ha. You ARE a dog."

Karma laughed, his warm breath gently hitting the other's skin. It sent a shiver down his spine.

"Have you realized it yet, Asano-kun?"

"What?"

"You're letting me touch you."

Asano swallowed, suddenly feeling a bit flustered. His face flushed and he blinked more than he was required. "That...I thought you needed some comfort, is all. If you're fine then get--"

"No, no. I'm still really, really sad. I feel like I'm going to cry." Karma said, faking a cry. "Waaah, I'm so sad..."

"Tch..." Asano cleared his throat, glaring at a nearby wall. "I don't care if you...cry..."

"I don't cry, Asano-kun."

"I saw you crying earlier."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Karma said, moving his head closer to the comfort of Asano's neck. "Never spilled a tear in my life."

"Hmph. Whatever you say."

I still don't know what I'm doing. Aren't I supposed to hate this guy? He's a student of Class 3-E. Why am I comforting him?