Our Love Language

"Villain. "

The blonde person said. His gaze eyed the red-haired villain in front of him.

The sword in his hand glimmered as it was directed at the neck of the person who had the guts to smirk at him.

"Hero."

Fondly calling back, the villain raised his hand.

Rumble. Rumble.

The earth around them started to awake, the sky began to cry forcing the mood between them to boil, to roll, to begin everything.

As always they did.

The top of the ground sank as the hero's hind leg pressed down.

In less than a second, he flew in front of the redhead. His cold gaze locked onto the russet irises before breaking them mercilessly. His sword hand swung at the unsightly head, who was still looking at him calmly as if he were greeting him in a friendly manner.

CLANK-

A shrill sound cut through this tense yet quiet night.

The hard rock collided with the blade's body, obscuring the face of its summoner.

"Fuu." A light breath escaped from the hero's mouth before being easily swept away by the air pressure, his stretching hand immediately touched the hard shield rock on the surface for balance. Beyond shadow of a doubt, a little obstacle like this was not enough to stop the hero. On the contrary, it only made the cold sanity of the night burn his heart even more.

He quickly roosted to the ground as he did a graceful backflip in the air. His eyes grew colder at the reflection of the red-headed villain's back that gradually turned to look at him.

With that smirk still stuck on his face.

"What a sweet greeting from you." The smiling villain's arm stretched to the side. A water sword appeared in the palm as he continued expressing his feeling about this encounter, "After such a long time since we've met."

'Hm?'

The yellow-headed man unnoticeably lift an eyebrow at this weird greeting. But he soon quickly dropped it.

He decided to deal with this bastard first.

The hero closed their distance once again. His cloak fluttered as it pierced through the wind pressure they created. The sword transformed into a spear while his other hand glowed brighter, forming a glowing shield.

"Aren't you too eager?"

The red-haired villain chuckled. His sword swiftly blocked the spear that almost hit his face while dodging the shield coming next. His feet were levitated by the wave of small wind, took step by step around the hero like dancing playfully yet elegantly as the series of attacking and blocking dragged out.

"Ugh-"

The ground under the hero's foot sank, halting his motion in an annoyed way as the villain's smile widened, almost a snicker as he mocked, "You're gonna falling such petty trap like that more, y'know?"

A frown pinched on the blond's forehead before melting into a knowing smile for the first time.

He liked what he was seeing right now.

The villain's right foot was gliding in a semicircle on the ground, retreating to the other as he held the sword in front of his chest with his free hand looped behind his back. His smiling evil brown eyes matched his own blue eyes reflected on the water sword as they locked eyes, together.