Extending the Olive Branch - Kaeya x Reader

I Thought You Would Never Ask

You breathed deeply and tried to keep your heart from beating as loudly as it was. You let your hand fall from the lock to your side, but stayed facing the wooden door.

"What do you want to talk about?" Kaeya asked smoothly, sitting in the chair behind his desk. You winced at the question, trying to work up the courage to even say it. You turned to face him. He was smiling his signature smirk and gazing at you in amusement with his hands folded on the desk in front of him.

You glared at him so deeply you worried you might burst into flames again. But he was unwavering. The stare down between you two lasted for what seemed like ages. Your stubbornness was evenly matched as you maintained eye contact. Finally, you let out an angry sigh.

"What the fuck was that?" you asked. Kaeya chuckled and leaned back in his chair.

"I'm not sure what you're talking about," he replied casually. You gritted your teeth in frustration and approached his desk.

"You know what I mean," you snapped.

"Yeah," he said honestly, leaning in towards you, "but I wanna hear you say it." You pursed your lips as your skin lit up with warmth at the closeness of him.

"Kaeya, I'm serious," you asserted weakly. Kaeya tsked and rolled his eyes.

"So you'll let me fuck you in a semi-public place, but you won't even say the words, 'Kaeya, I want to talk about the fact that we had sex last night?'" he asked, closing the distance even further. You felt yourself instantly burst into flames of embarrassment. You knew that beneath the bright blue fire, your face was a deep shade of red. Kaeya didn't even flinch. He just smiled.

"Stop it!" you basically whined, facing away from him and covering your eyes, trying to slow your breathing to extinguish the flames. By the time you succeeded and opened your eyes, Kaeya was right in front of you. You gasped quietly and stepped back in surprise. He took the opportunity to step towards you more and pin you between his hips and the desk.

"Say it," he demanded, gently grabbing your chin with the side of his forefinger and his thumb. You breathed shakily, his mouth less than an inch from yours. You dug your fingernails into the desk behind you and closed your eyes. You supposed it was the mature thing to just say it clearly and simply.

"K-Kaeya," you began, keeping your eyes shut, unable to look at him when you said it, "I would like to talk about... the fact that we..." You took a final deep breath before continuing, "had sex last night." You cringed at the sound of the words coming out of your mouth. Mostly because of who you were saying it to.

"Good job, you did it! Yay!" Kaeya responded patronizingly before stepping back and returning to his chair behind the desk, "What do you want to know?" You sighed in frustration and walked up next to him.

"I don't know, I guess I'm just confused," you said, leaning against the desk next to him, "I mean we started the night literally trying to kill each other and then..."

You furrowed your eyebrows and stared at the ground, the events of the whole night running back through your head again and again, as it had been over and over since you left the jail that night. Bursting into flames. Kaeya's ability to withstand them. The way he said that word. The feeling of his hand around your neck. The pain that still seeped from your purple knuckles. But then, all those negative thoughts and emotions were soon replaced by the memory of his real smile. Of his soft lips on yours. Of his hands on your skin. Your body felt like it had been submerged in lava just thinking about it.

"We... hate each other, right?" you asked quietly. Kaeya shrugged.

"Sure," he answered nonchalantly, "but that doesn't mean we aren't attracted to each other. I've slept with loads of girls I don't like." You huffed and crossed your arms.