Limerance

Chapter 52

You sighed, feeling the weight of his demand. Pushing him away was not an option; his grip was firm, and his eyes held a warning. You made yourself comfortable, adjusting his head on your lap.

"This better be comfortable enough for you," you muttered, trying to hide your irritation.

Kazuto closed his eyes, a contented look on his face. "Perfect," he murmured, his voice laced with satisfaction.

After a few moments of silence, he opened one eye and looked up at you. "Ready to lose?"

You grabbed the controller, suppressing your frustration. "Let's just get this over with," you replied, unable to refuse his demand.

The game was a real difficult challenge for you. You were sure you could beat him in a one-on-one fight, but Kazuto kept thwarting your attack plans, making you flare in anger.

But you kept it in check, focusing on the game. Even with him laying his head in your lap and playing with ease, you were losing.

You felt dejected when he put the final attack, marking your loss.

"No!" you shouted, clutching the controller with fury.

"Are you angry, Y/N?" he asked, sniffing your leg and making you feel utterly disgusted.

Stop...

"No, just annoyed that I lost," you said through gritted teeth, hoping he would just sit up.

But the hazel-haired male seemed too content with using your thighs as his resting place.

"You play like my mom when she's angry," he said, circling his fingers around your knee, making you uncomfortable. "She would always lose then."

"Your mom plays video games with you? How fun," you said, grabbing his hand to stop him from touching you.

The lazy male merely frowned at your attempt, then began to slowly circle the area above your knee.

"She used to play with me every day. Until she fell sick. Really sick. It scares me. She can die anytime." You could feel his voice tremble ever so slightly. "That's why I don't want anyone around me to get sick. Never get sick, Y/N."

His last sentence felt more like a threat than anything else. It felt like being sick would be the biggest mistake you could ever make.

"So that is why you are so careful," you mumbled to yourself, understanding his concern for your health. It was weird but understandable.

"What happened to her? Like, what illness does she have?" you asked, your curiosity piqued by his sudden change in demeanor.

Kazuto sat back up and made his way toward the drink dispenser, his back to you. He moved with a deliberate slowness, as if the task of getting tea required all his concentration. You watched him closely, wondering if he was purposely avoiding your question.

"Have some tea," he said, surprising you with his uncharacteristic thoughtfulness as he handed you a steaming cup.

He can't clean but can make tea....

"You didn't answer me," you pressed gently, hoping for a response. Instead, Kazuto shoved the tea toward you with a bit more force than necessary, the liquid sloshing slightly over the rim.

The cup tipped on the side, and the hot tea spilled, its steaming contents spreading rapidly across the surface. You barely had time to react, moving aside just in time to avoid the brunt of the spill. Still, a little of the hot liquid splashed onto you, slightly scorching your skin.

You yelled in pain, instinctively pulling your cloth away from your body and blowing on the affected area to find some relief. The searing sensation made your eyes water, and you bit your lip to keep from crying out again.