Quis Est, Qui Te Amo?

Realization?

~~~~Maeve~~~~

You walked slowly, your toe throbbing and your pride bruised. How could you have made yourself look so foolish in front of him!?!? Wait. Who? You stared at the flash of a red robin and sighed. I guess it doesn't matter, there is no chance with him. You reached the darker part of the walk. The road was barely visible and there were roots everywhere.

"FUCK!!" Just your luck to get caught in one. Dropped the basket and broke a couple of dishes. "MAEVE!?!?" You heard a worried shout and you sat up just in time for someone to trip over your legs.

"AHHRG!" You heard a shout. It sounded like a man.

"Oh god!!! I'm so sorry!! Are you okay sir!?"

You crawled close to be face to face with Suga. You shot up so quick that you fell back over, probably scraping your arm up.

"Ouch. Damn. Your a mess girl." He stood up and turned the flashlight on, blinding you. He held out his hand and you warily took it. He hefted you up almost effortlessly.

"Why do you weigh so much? It took so much effort to look cool while pulling you up."

You scoffed and said "I don't even weigh that much you ass" you wiped the dirt off of your jeans and hissed as you felt a new bruise on your thigh.

Suga bent down to pick up the glass from the ground. "You okay?" He didn't look up.

"What do you care? Why are you even here?" He didn't respond. You both started to put glass in the basket. When you got as much as possible, you got up and said "thanks I guess."

You walked a little bit until you were under a street lamp next to a building. You walked close to the wall to avoid strangers. It wouldn't really help, but it made you feel better. Pounding footsteps caught up to you and caught your arm, roughly spinning you. You growled, ready for a fight.

"What th-" the words died on your lips when you saw Suga. Your jaw dropped. He had blood all over his arm and his mouth quivered as if he had something important to tell you.

"Oh lord!!! Suga!! Did the glass cut you!?!? Let me see!!!" You grabbed his arm and took off your jacket. You wiped off the blood and took a good look at the scratch. There wasn't any glass and it wasn't too deep. It wouldn't need a hospital.

"Suga, I-" you looked up at him and he was staring at your face. "A-are you okay?"

He put his free hand on your shoulder and backed you up into the wall. He looked angry.... What do I do!?' He's so scary when he's angry. And so sexy.

~~~~~Suga~~~~~

I can't believe I made myself out to be such an ass to her!! I was rude to her on the way in, I called her fat a few minutes ago. What the hell is wrong with me. Even now that I've got her here I just can't help it. I'm not good with feelings.

I didn't even think. She has her back to the wall. She looks terrified. What do I say? Was I that mean to her? I knit my eyebrows together and growl.

She jumped and said "I-I'm sorry for that. D-do you w-wanna come to my house s-so I can patch y-you up?"

Why is she stuttering? Is she scared? Of ME? I slammed my bleeding arm's palm on the wall near her face.

She squealed loudly and squeezed her eyes shut. She seemed so confident. I don't know what to do. I don't mean to scare her.

She opened her eyes suddenly with a fury.

"What the hell Suga!?!? WHAT!?!? I want to help you!! Why are you so mad at me!?!? I was just fine out here by myself. Do you want a fight!?"