You don’t have to mean it,
. ⋆ ｡ ⋆ ☂˚ ｡ ⋆ ｡˚ ☽ ˚ ｡ ⋆ .
Her eyes sparkled with mirth as she laughed in delight, to what, you may ask; he does not know, even though sometimes he does wonder what is going on inside that big crazy mindscope of hers, but he doesn't really care enough to ask, nor is he really that interested on her thoughts either, or so to say.
He, in his own opinion, is rather forcefully brought back and away from his thoughts by her voice and the words that she is saying, "I love you" she breathes in glee, while the boy tunes back in, It's something about the thrill of the words 'i love you' even if it is a complete lie that makes her want to sing and dance; to jump and scream, yell and cry out to the world her thoughts on how useless words can be.
"Hm..?" The boy, or gentleman perhaps? hums thoughtfully, "where did this come from Mystique?" He finally questions her, expecting her not to reply with a decent answer as usual. The girl blinks once, twice before curling her lips in a pout and whines in an overly sweet fashion "not even 'I love you' back?" she says in a hurtful tone, but is anything but; more-so amused than anything.
He just stares at Mystique for a moment or two before promptly and bluntly saying to the girl, who he personally regards as intelligent but also very, very stupid "No, why would I say 'i love you' when you disgust me?". He questions with a sneer, sometimes he wonders why he even tolerates her presence while not even sparing her a single glance, choosing to ignore the pest at hand and instead looks up at the stars, his favorite pastime during late sleepless nights; idly noticing on how they shine oh so bright tonight.
"Oh come on Ace dear! Not even a little? You don't have to mean it~" she giggles; likely fake, she moves closer to Ace until she is leaning against his arm. She knows how much he hates when she puts on a fake smile or laugh, even though he won't show it; but she just knows that he hates it when she puts on fake petty acts to get attention from those around her.
…it's quiet for a bit before mystique starts to shift, fidget and whine at the sametime, "I'm cold, Ace" She whispers in the night, her pout coming back full force after finally accepting that he wasn't going to reply anytime soon to her previous statement, and well, it's also because she is freezing. "You should've brought a coat" Ace lightly scolded while taking off his jacket and wrapping it around Mystique shoulders, He is everything but a cruel man; it's the right thing to do to give a lady your jacket when they are in need, even though you hate said 'lady', but his mother taught him better than that to let someone suffer, especially in the cold.
"But I wanted to look cute, and none of my coats or jackets would match my skirt" Mystique whined while wrapping her arms around his, trying to soak up all the warmth she could get from him, "thank you though.." Mystique whispers ever so quietly, Ace hums to show that he heard her.
Mystique sometimes asks herself what their weird dynamic is. Ace hates her, she can tell but he never pushes her away and helps her when in need. It's one of the things that she loves about the boy...no man, yes. He is a man that is so nice and kind that she just can't help but keep coming back to him no matter how much she herself hates his character and person.
They both sit in the quietness of the night, both enjoying each other's warmth and are either busy watching and studying the stars and, or is thinking, but after a minute or maybe three Ace breaks the comforting amateur they made and speaks so quietly that the wind basically carries it away, "hey, Mystique?" "Hum..?" The girl on his arm hums, signaling that she's listening "I love you to" he continued while still looking up at the stars, seemly not noticing..maybe ignoring the girl on his arm in favor of the stars or just doesn't care much of what his words did; meanwhile Mystique looks up at him with wide eyes, trying to find a joke somewhere on his face, but does not find one. She didn’t expect him to say it back or take her words seriously but neither less she smiles, an true honest smile that makes her face hurt, one that would make you blush and look away but to Ace, it just made him feel disgusted even more of Mystique; yet he couldn't get rid of her like the others, he hated her, feels distaste and disgust by her mere presence even but he can't ignore her like he does the others; he doesn't know why but he is fine with that, he doesn't need a reason for his disgust or hatred for the girl and he believes she feels the same about him. But right now, he is happy to watch how the stars shine brightly, little twinkling things that are oh, so beautiful and enjoy the quiet that the night brings.
