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[rollplayinghouse]

[She tightens her grip.]

...And then I still wanted to be with you. I wanted to be with both of you. You wanted to be with him too, didn't you?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Not if I had to parade that knowledge in front of ZRAEL, who - if you recall - has multiple people there who don't even want me to step foot in their dorm.

[rollplayinghouse]

[blinks, and some of her anger subsides with realization]

That's it. You don't want ☆ZRAEL to know that you care, and I stole King away from you and took him somewhere you couldn't go without showing your hand. I trapped you between a rock and a hard place... sidelined and jealous, or conceding and showing weakness. And you picked sidelined and jealous. That's... why it's like the time on the ice.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Wow.






Now he's really trying to get her the fuck away from him]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She is still not going to let him escape that easily, and in fact will attempt to sweep his legs and knock him to the ground again.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Makes a slightly panicked noise as he hits the floor.

What?

W H A T?

They have talked about feelings to death! What more do you want from him!?]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She drops down to pin him, but then just pauses there for a few moments before speaking again.]

...But you're not sidelined. And you have nothing to be jealous of. Where's your confidence...? Things eventually worked out that time, right? Even if I made a stupid decision. In the end, I'm with you, and not Joker or A.

We should find a new place in the city. Then we can just meet there, next time.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

My confidence?

I'm not the one who gets fucking bent out of shape every time a bunch of fucked up demons don't vote us as best kissers in a game.

I'm not the one who stumbles headfirst into the same stupid problems because you get so laser focused on what you want - even though that was your fucking biggest complaint about Joker and A.

So don't fucking tell me what I feel! Or what I should feel! Or that I fucking lack confidence!

[rollplayinghouse]

Then don't run away!

I want to give you what you want. I want that more than anything.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just huffs, leveling yet another glare at her.

How dare she call him out on running away? (As if he didn't try to run away from this conversation at least three times already)]

I'm still waiting for you to prove that with more than just words.

[rollplayinghouse]

[glares back]

I know. And I'm sorry. But I'm trying, and I will. So wait, and don't tell me what I want, or what I feel.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Fine!

Now get off me!

[rollplayinghouse]

[...]

[rises back to her feet]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He pulls himself up into a sitting position, making an exaggerated show of straightening his coat when he is in fact trying to get a read on her expression]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She looks slightly nervous, if anything, as she also tries to judge how angry he still is.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[At this point, he looks more tired than anything. But that is also considered a weakness in his book - so. Angry (half-)facade it is.

He gets to his feet and takes a step back, watching to see if she's going to try and stop him again]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She doesn't make a move to, but—]

...Will you stay for a while, now? We can just... sit quietly, or... whatever. I don't want to just argue with you.

But you can go, if you'd rather.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[There is a long considering pause.





Before he gestures her to follow and then turns on his heel to leave]

[rollplayinghouse]

[blinks, but follows him in silence with a relieved expression that he can't see]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He doesn't lead her to Blue Eyes. Instead, in a fit of something (though nothing as sappy as nostalgia) the good old reliable FiN golf cart starts self-driving into view]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Of course, he'd never be sappy.

Either way, the appearance of the golf cart makes a faint smile appear on her face.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He gets in the driver's side. Of course.

And then waits (without looking) for her to settle into the passenger's seat]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She does climb in, of course, looking at him out of the corner of her eye as she settles in the seat in silence.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Sit quietly in silence... isn't that what she said?

Well, in any case, he won't start any particular conversation as he concentrates (unnecessarily) on navigating away from the main roads of Tokyo-F. Preferring to head where the subway and train lines don't]

[rollplayinghouse]

[She wouldn't necessarily be opposed to conversation, but she's also pretty tired and really doesn't want to argue again, and driving in companionable silence is relaxing, so she stays quiet as they drive, her tension slowly easing a bit as the minutes pass.]