Achilles pov:
It felt like hours had gone by as I finished my frustration workout.
I was gazing in the mirror - of the dark room. I kept the curtains shut, yet I was ready to escape.
I wanted to run - I needed adrenaline, the chase, the panic.
My door was swung open as I stood shirtless in my bedroom.
"When were you gonna tell me?" Kyson entered, voice loud and aggressive.
"When we went to the fucking ocean?" He shouted, shaking a file. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"What?" I echoed softly.
"Why..." he whispered, going on a manic rant, making me extremely confused.
"I'm giving this my all! It's a joke to you! So fuck you and your masochist mind!"
All I did was give him my masochist smile and snarky response.
"Oh, come on, princy - you love my masochist ways," I smirked, walking closer. I could see the anger be replaced with a flustered blush as his eyes softened like a lost puppy.
My fingers brushed his cheekbone - completely distracting him. I ran them down to his chin.
"You know the definition of a masochist, right?" I whispered.
His gaze was soft and innocent as his beady eyes stared back at me.
"Speak, Ky," I said firmly, giving him orders.
"I- no! I mean, yes! I do! But no, you're not doing this!"
"Doing what?"
"Changing the subject! Distracting me with all your flirting."
"E-either you like me! Or you hate me! I need you to make the pick. This back and forth is too much!" He shouted.
"We aren't friends, Ky, and we aren't acquaintances. You're not gay - so we're definitely not lovers. I am here to stay alive - you have my information, making it extremely difficult to leave. I see the files your parents have been putting together to turn me in!" I shouted with my nails digging into my hand. I could tell by his face he had no idea about the third file.
I was lying to myself...to him.
Was I just scared, possibly?
Did I hate Ky? Absolutely not. Did he need to know that? No.
His teary eyes were now darkened with sadness.
"F-fine..." he whispered.
"I-I've been standing up for you...because I know something is there...but if you don't feel it. That's how you see me. I'll stop." He whispered, making my heart shatter.
No one's ever stood up for me. Now the only person who did, I just broke their heart.
"I-I feel it...I just - I can't, Ky. We will never work. Don't you get that?"
"No one needs to know..." he whispered, barely audible.
I chuckled softly through slightly watery eyes.
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Masked Royalty(bxb)
Romansa{WARNING MATURE CONTENT} Kyson Taviar, the prince, is expected to take over the kingdom. Hates being in control. He would much instead let others be in charge while he follows. "But darling, I'm everything you can't control...." The masked shadow...
