"Um..?" I croaked, tapping my fingertips together. My emerald eyes glance from left to right, and then back to kacchan's deep red eyes.
'Why's he staring at me like that... what'd i do wrong? ughh! why am i so nervous..? it's only kacchan.. he's glaring at me right now but it's not like he's gonna hit me or something.'
"uM?" He mocks me, his eyes narrowing even more. "Aren't you gonna ask me how I'm doing." He grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest. Which, when I look down, noticed it caused his biceps to bulge out. A faint blush hits my cheeks.
"sorry..." I mumble back, taking a few more cautious steps forward. He might actually hit me now. well...
I looked into his eyes.
My years of analyzing people taught me specific body language and facial expressions down to a tea. He looks like he's irritated that's for sure, but anyone could see that. Kacchan looks impatient-.. no, antsy. Antsy and.. a little sad? What the hell does he want so bad? More specifically, what does kacchan want from me that he couldn't get from someone else?
"I..-never mind." I laugh awkwardly and drop my shoulders. I didn't even realize I was so tense .. must've been years in the making.
"how.. are you?" I took another small step closer, slowly crossing my arms. I find that it helps me feel protected against him somehow. Like I'm creating a barrier between us.. Though it never actually works cause I always end up getting my ass beat.
"Shut up dork.. let's go. I'll tell you later." He says gruffly with a hint of exhaustion. I could tell it was his sleepiness that was the only thing making him less aggressive right now. He looks me up and down with an impatient bounce of his leg. I don't move from my spot, an annoyed look crossing my face. I was busy. Normally I would adhere to whatever he said.. but this time? This time I needed a break. I got lost in my own thoughts as my eyes scan over his face, his soft pink lips and predatory low red eyes boring into mine with an unreadable expression.
Wait.. how long had I been staring? A few minutes or a couple secon- he grunts and clicks his teeth. He throws his right arm out, his hand went for my wrist. I instinctively flinched thinking he was going to explode me. My eyes follow his hand as I yelp in surprise and weave back, taking a small boxers hop out the way. "d'uhm- Kacchan- wha- what are you doing..?" I shyly mumble, taking a few more steps back while fiddling with my calloused fingers.
"Get back over here.. now." Kacchan was fuming. His nostrils were involuntarily flaring, his shoulders beginning to rise and fall with deep, barely controlled breaths, his anger nearing a simmer.
