robin cuts his gaze away, missing the emotion on cerise’s face. but he hears her tone. catches a clenched fist. it makes him want to roll his eyes. if cerise’s temper ran hot, robin’s ran cold. those walls come up, dispassionate and distant, because he’s not in the mood right now and he thought that was obvious. does she even have a point to get across other than showing how much she can get on his nerves? like a threat of being put on his ass is supposed to make him want to open up. it’s childish. it’s fucking stupid. like this entire situation. robin isn’t invested in their relationship enough to do anything more than…what he’s been doing. being civil, pushing her away. maybe he’s been doing that. does it matter? so fine, if cerise wants loud actions.
without another word, robin turns and starts to walk away.
Frustration can be detected in her exhale, feeling defeated. Robin always managed to make her feel like she wasn’t worth his time. And so QUIET. If she didn’t know any better, Cerise would believe he was something of an assassin. But his lack of caring made that image dissipate.
“ Hey- would you quit doing that?! “
She marches for his person, pivoting quick enough to cut him off, staring him down with a hard, yet broken, gaze.
“ Okay fine- like I get you not wanting to spill your darkest secrets with me, I get that. But is it so wrong to have another ally on your side...? ”
Apologizing wasn’t beneath her, however Cerise would succumb to a shroud of embarrassment upon doing so. Cheeks darkening, lips pouted, gaze flickering away to anything she could find briefly before checking in on Robin’s expression which seemed to never truly change. It was almost like Cerise were talking to a stone wall.
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