Crazy Baby's
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"You're mad at me Davian?" ask Reva curiously. Davian silenced— heed the hearing, the man closed his eyes tightly.
Reva who noticed Davian's figure let out a long sigh.
"Sorry" the girl muttered afterwards.
Hazel's owner's forehead wrinkled in annoyance. For what Reva apologized for, he's not wrong—that's wrong Davian. Stupid guy with his brain. Davian was too arrogant, the few words Reva spoke were pure without any emotional interference. Davian was confused; in fact Reva thought of himself as what? As what?
"I'm going to sleep in the guest room, good night Davian," Reva said, touching a small source of Davian's consciousness. The man with the thick hazel bead opened his eyes, his brain refocused on reality.
Reva turned around, ready to leave the room until suddenly the dark owner felt a small pull on the end of the clothes he was wearing.
The girl turned to—from behind the tail of her eyes was seen the figure of Davian who had changed position to sit with his hands floating in the air, precisely reaching the corner of Reva's clothes.
"Di–"
Reva saw Davian muttering something to him but it did not sound clear in the girl's ear. Reva couldn't even read Davian's lips because he half looked down and hid his face.
"Here it is" whispered Davian again. This time it sounded quite clear despite the pause each word said.
"I want to sleep with you..."
The deg!
The pain appeared in Reva's chest, what was this feeling? Why was his heart beating hard with such a chaotic rhythm? The girl turned completely—against Davian. Reva's small hand was raised, bringing Davian's rough fingers slowly towards his cheek.
"You should be angry and now whine." quipped Reva, closing her eyes, soaking in Davian's hand-surface wisdom.
"It's weird." he said again.
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Davian and Reva were lying on a patterned narrow bed, both of them not yet asleep. Just watching the ceiling of the room that was nothing in silence.
The clinking of the clock occasionally disturbed their calm.
"Do you feel weird about my new attitude?" davian asked after a while; barely swallowed by the silence.
Reva glanced, she opened her lips slowly— heard a word in response to Davian; "Honestly..."
Empty answers with no value, inner Davian does not want to hope anything. There was another delay until Reva chose to ask Davian something.
"What's the reason you were angry?"
"I don't like your reaction" Davian replied quickly without further ado.
"Reaction?" reva parrots.
"Hm.." dehem Davian, a little disinterested in continuing the conversation with Reva.
"What reaction?" reva sounded enthusiastic.
Basic insensitive. |
Davian put on a lazy face, come on. Should the man answer Reva's question? It feels a bit embarrassing to tell the childish reason Davian is suddenly angry. But what can make—
"Your reaction when I ask; don't mind you being my partner..."
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