He corners you, again in a wall. He has cornered you in every wall you could think of that as your back hits on it, your face is blank. You know very well where this would go, you can even see the end from the countless times you have been in the exact same situation. He looked at you, intensifying pair of green eyes staring straight to yours. Leaning closer with the same playful smirk in his lips, you expect for yet another pointless kiss. Lips inches from yours you await for it, to collide as he pulled you closer. But before it even touched he stopped the last second, his smirk falling for the first time. "I can't," Laito whispered, right above your lips. What? You blink. Laito? Couldn't kiss you? "You'll think I don't mean it," he spoke, slowly letting go of your waist. Although I do, the redhaired thought. "You'll think I'm playing with you." He finished, flirty voice dead serious. He looked at you, then down. You don't deserve this, don't deserved to be toyed. Laito realized as he walks off that you deserve better, better than his games and him. For now.
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