{ K } ➤ She ruined it.
From the moment those words came out, he knew that she would not let him rest in peace. Try as he might, she would always be able to tell what he was thinking. By slapping a question mark to the end of a statement that they both knew was true… How could he possibly live with that? How could she possibly live knowing that she was perhaps the source of his stress?
No… That was not it. He was part of her. She was part of him. Even if he laughed or smiled, she would see through it in an instant and expose him. She probably meant well, sure. But the fact that she thought she could actually comfort him? Please. That was far from the truth. He would rather live a lie than have others suffer trying to help him. It was damn embarrassing to have someone play Mother, even if it was a role she was quite good at playing. He had one mother, not Tateyama-san, but his real mother. At least his real mom saw him for who he was and did not try to romanticize it. God.
At her touch, he immediately recoiled. Her hands were much warmer than his, yet the chill that resonated through his spine was hard to hide… His hands yanked away immediately, and he turned aside, diverting his vision to glare holes into the floor.
“Stop trying to make everything out to be a big deal.” Spite was evident in his voice; a spite he refused to hide. God, she just couldn’t take a joke without turning it into some big mess? He lied for a reason, and she knew that well. Couldn’t she just leave him be?
“You’re not some perfect child yourself, you know.”
…We’re both monsters.
Raised eyebrow now. Cue the sarcasm. “Oh? Was that rude of me? Oh, God, do forgive me…”
"You know I would hate to be rude to someone as high and mighty as you, Miss Know-It-All.“
The words slickly rolled off his tongue, words he did not really bother paying attention to. But even so, he hoped that they hurt enough to make her realize that her presence and help were unwanted and unnecessary. He could survive on his own just fine.