ego swelled over the admission that he was, in fact, enchanted by her. but just as suddenly she felt defensive. and kind of confused? she guessed, it was a loaded question and a lot of feelings. and only ever asked by rem before, which of course she didn't think too much about considering the beastie's disdain for light. misa barely allowed herself to pause, afraid mello might catch onto the doubts screaming from the back of her mind.
anyway, in this circus, they were each pretty strange so that wasn't totally valid. living in a luxurious looney bin and trying to catch one another in lies. this just happened to be one of those situations⎯⎯⎯ caught in the lie: her relationship. if you could call it that. every day it became more and more like a freakin' business partnership. transactional. but she wasn't about to admit that to him or ANYONE, especially not out loud where she could hear herself. plus, light was hot. and at this point, misa was convinced that even if she wanted to break it all off with him, he would probably kill her. if she didn't just kill him first. she couldn't though, and wouldn't, not after what kira did for her parents; what he unknowingly did for her. it was only a little unfortunate that they just so happened to share the same body... well, not really. because light was hot.
time and again, her sweet creature posed threats to the self - proclaimed king for toying with her heart on a daily basis at this point. misa would only have to mention it⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ and has already a handful of times before, in a passing breath or in an absolute FIT of rage. but she always takes it all back in the next breath. the shinigami would simply sigh and offer reassurance: that she need only say the word and it would be done, light would be gone. like a dog waiting for a command. begging, even. but never would it act without the blonde's authority. so the cycle continued. she didn't know how she really felt about that, what was really for her own good. then she wondered if provided with the same request, would mello give her the time to change her mind? the hatred of it all gave misa heartburn. her eyes softened as she looked forward, a moment to pull it back up, she hides behind a simpered expression.
“ our connection is... more of a physical one. light's a man of action, we don't need words. ” lie, lie, lie. “ why? are you interested?~ ”
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