{Fire Fire | flamingdissidence}
Leon barely batted an eyelid as the door pressed against his shoulder shook with Mahiruâs aggressive blows. He shrugged, running a hand through his carefully mussed hair to re-position a few wefts of flaming red.
"Yeah well sorry doll, but I donât see how lettinâ ya out is gonna benefit me either. Least this way I can have some fun."
"Iâll make it simple for ya: my weekâs been shitty as hell and this? This is real funny so. Yâknow. I ainât all that inclined tâhelp ya out."Â
He yawned, stretching leisurely and leaning his back against the door, slowly sliding down to be sitting on the floor, leaning against the door. He curled his legs up and bridged the gap between them with folded arms, tilting his head sideways and resting it on them.Â
ââsides, I donât see how helpinâ or not helpinâ makes me any less or more of a man. Iâm manly as fuck. I know that. Donât think I need to open no door to prove it either.â
"Manly? You're kidding me." Mahiru breathed incredulously. She was angry that this door stood between them-- she felt a strong desire to glare daggers at him. Doll? She was tempted to hit him. If only. She clicked her tongue in frustration and rolled her eyes, giving up on beating the door with her fist. She leaned her back against it and crossed her arms, glaring into the darkness of the closet. "You're acting like a mischievous, bratty little kid. That certainly isn't manly."
She hardly even got a wink of sleep the previous night and now she was probably going to get in trouble for skipping out on her chores. Of course... She could probably report this to Miss Monomi and get him in trouble if he kept her in for much longer. But mentioning that aloud would probably result in him walking away or keeping her in there for longer.Â
She sighed loudly, giving the door a light kick with her heel. Funny? What was so funny about this? Any decent person would have just opened the door...
"For all I know, you're just some scrawny guy who's excited to feel powerful for once." She assumed, wondering if mentioning things that could hurt his pride would compel him to open the door... eventually.Â
















