anklebell:
That painful tug which would have normally elicited some sort of ear-piercing screech got nothing. Instead, she bit down on her tongue, wincing slightly. He didn’t deserve the satisfaction of knowing how painful that really was. Reaching up and rubbing at the sensitive and sore area now, she could feel the tears welling in her eyes. Who just tugged on someones hair anyways?
"… In your presence, exactly. I’m not scared of you nor will I ever be. I’ve taken everything from you, in your face! Now you’re going to pay for nearly yanking off my braid!” Purposely ignores his other question, lunging at him.
Arching a brow at her sudden bravery as she didn't scream out in pure agony, he shook his head. Stupid woman.
"No one accused you of being scared of me, imbecile--" Eyes widening as she suddenly lunged at him, he ducked quickly, allowing her to fly overhead before glancing back to her, scowling and arching a brow. "You deserved that," He remarked, placing a foot on top of her butt to pin her down. "Now why have you been avoiding me?" And she thought she could just ignore him.









