"I'm Back."

"The Other Side of the Window."

"Let's go! come on man you gotta play better than that if you're gonna beat me!"

"Stop acting like you aren't only two points ahead of me." The blonde rolled his eyes and returned his gaze to the foosball table before him.

The other just laughed from across the table, eyes never leaving the table due to his intense concentration on the game before him.

Well, that was until...

*Vrooom*

The rev of a motorcycle was caught by his ears. He perked up looking out the window to see Marinette... giving a hug to a man with a helmet on.

Elias had the same brand of motorcycle but a newer model.

Who was that?

And why are they so friendly?

He was so zeroed into the two outside he didn't even notice Adrien's excitement over scoring a goal, only snapping out after the blonde placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Are you alright man?" concern was written all over his face.

"Wha- Yeah yeah I'm good..."

"You look annoyed..."

He must've let his emotions slip onto his features unknowingly.

"Yeah. I'm good. Um, congrats, I'm gonna go piss gimme a second." the artist walked out of the room lazily and closed the bathroom door with a bang, a small click followed shortly.

Elias opened a window in the back of the room.

"Ylva follow them. And memorize that number plate."

The wolf spirit manifested itself in small sparks of electricity. Before shooting out of the open window in a yellow flash.

He let out a sigh before looking up into the mirror.

Glowing amber eyes illustrated his frustration.

"Fuck!"

He takes in a deep breath before standing up and brushing his hair back, his handsome features twisted into a menacing scowl.

He took in a deep breath and calmed down before leaving the bathroom. He finds Adrien standing outside with a look of concern.

"Is it true that you used to date... Marinette?"

"!"

"..."

"Yes..."

"You seemed...bothered when you saw her out there with Luka."

'Luka...'

"Well if you saw you're ex or there getting chummy with some guy with good taste in motorcycle types, you're gonna feel kinda annoyed." He declared a bit irked.

"Yeah..." Adrien said meekly, having never been in a relationship before.

"What was it like dating her?"

Elias' eyebrow raised at the random question.

He knew his childhood friend was a bit antisocial, but he didn't think he was this socially inept.

Well... he thought he'd be over it by now.

"You don't just ask a guy about how it was with their ex!" Elias spoke up observing the blonde's features keenly.

The model bumbled over his words for a second before finally conveying his point.

"I was just curious!!"

Elias could only laugh, before looking out the window almost dazed.

His features softened.

"Well, she was..."

Adrien's breath hitched, as he waited to hear this response that had newly piqued his interest.

"The best thing that happened to me..." a dazed look in his eyes.

Adrien could only raise an eyebrow at his friend. Elias looks up back at him picking up the confusion.

"Adrien, have you ever been in love?'

The boy opened his mouth to speak but was instantly cut off by the other.

"And I'm not talking abt your little crush on a certain heroine." Elias rolled his eyes.

"HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT!?" The model exclaimed.

"You talk in your sleep."

"..."

"Well have you?"

"I don't know..."

Elias could only observe the others body language.

He was lying.

"Well it's the best feeling on earth. And I stand by that." Elias explained.

"I never thought that those would be your thoughts on love."

"There was a time I didn't believe in love, and then I met her... I fell for her on accident."

"Accident?" the blonde snickered at the soft unfocused gaze of his friends who was anything but soft.

"I know, it sounds stupid but I did approach her in the beginning souly for the sake of fucking around, but I ended up falling instead."

The white and black haired boy ran his hands through his hair, laughing at himself, appearing to find amusement in this whole situation.

He moved his hand down from the top of his head to cover his eyes. His smile fell.

"Adrien."

Adrien flinched slightly, taken a back by the ice in the other's once warm tone.

He answer to his name with a hum that came out a bit shaker than he would've liked.

The other moved his hand down once again to cover his mouth. He opened his amber eyes that seemed to glow in the afternoon sun.

"She's off limits."

Three simple words but Adrien understood the other's threat.

This was not just Elias telling him to back off, but also to stay out of his way.

The other's face suddenly dawned a relaxed smile as if he hadn't threatened his childhood friend a second ago. "The score is still 6-4 you gotta try harder if you wanna beat me."

He said walked over to the foosball table.

"Y-yeah."