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knees weak arms spaghetti kenta’s cute || M!A THREAD || kenta and morgiana

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

Ah, she was cute when she was embarrassed. Kenta moved next to Morgiana and brushed a bit of hair out from her face and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, before grabbing her plate of breakfast and moving to the kitchen. After all, he had some cleanup to do after going to all this trouble. And it wasn’t as if he could just ask Neo to do it.

「Well, don’t worry about it now, Morgiana. All that matters is what we make of it now. And we’ve got all the time in the world to make it better. Just don’t worry about it! I did say yes, after all, didn’t I?」Though at her reaction to his joke, Kenta started to feel a bit bad that he was teasing Morgiana a bit too much. That, and that she was really cute when she was like this.

「Ah, don’t worry about that either! It’s just a joke, Morgiana. Though, on the subject of taste and food… I got rid of all that lotion you had stored at my apartment. It… weirded me out a bit.」Mostly because he was reminded too much of his mother’s lotion when she tortured him as a child, but hey. She didn’t have to know that. Morgiana had enough reasons to hate his mother as it stood already.

          Morgiana sighed and moved slowly, her feet pitter-pattering as she stood next to him and snuggled herself into the crook of his shoulder lightly, face a light tint of red now. She was practically trying to hide herself into his shoulder, basically pushing the embarrassing situation aside as she went to him for cuddles.

          At his words, she let out a soft hum of approval, before opening her mouth to speak, “...Yeah. You did say yes.” She wasn’t dreaming. This was real. This whole thing was real and she wasn’t making it up as some strange fantasy in her head, which was a pleasing fact to her, really. She was able to be with the person she liked, even though she was new to romance.

           When he mentioned the lotion, her face went red and she stuttered, trying to find a way to respond, “W--Well... Um.. I--Is there anything else that makes you uncomfortable, besides the lotion itself? I--I don’t want my feet to be smelly, so I use it to help... Was that not good...?”

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

Well, the round certainly worked - surprising, considering how tall he was compared to her. But why was she getting so upset about it? He supposed that he did bring her down, although her reaction was a bit too pained for something so simple. Had he struck a nerve just as she did earlier…? Well, he could fix that easily enough.

Making his way over to her long legs and switching the Rook back to it’s axe form, Kenta began hacking away at the ropes that bound Morgiana’s ankles together. After some time, the ropes were all split apart by the axe’s blade and he let out a sigh of relief. Training seemed about done, he supposed.

「Ah, Miss Morgiana? You’re okay now. The ropes are cut… I didn’t actually think that I would have enough to get that to work, really.」Chalk that one up as a potential strategy to use for later, he supposed. Though… maybe not on Morgiana, not after this.「Are you okay to continue, or… would you rather stop now?」

He tried to look over to see her facial reaction, but he was a little too far away for that. All he could see was… well, a rather shapely backside obstructing his view of Morgiana’s face. And, of course, Kenta’s face went red, but he didn’t move past it or look away. After all, it was far from the worst thing he’d ever seen while he was small.

           Morgiana let out a choked cry and curled in on herself, still not quite right at the moment. She was shaken, and wasn’t sure what was going to happen next, and she needed to know she was safe, but she didn’t know that here, so she did such actions to try and help herself calm down.

                                                       Which wasn’t working.

          She slowly turned her face to look at him, loose hairs over her eyes as they shined with unshed tears that she had yet to let out. She wasn’t sure if he was going to do more or not, because while he was talking she was zoned out, so she whispered in a small tone, “P--Please don’t do t--that again...”

          Morgiana couldn’t deal with it. She needed to be free. Not chained, not trapped, not restrained in any way. She felt captured the moment that rope was able to ensnare her, and it hurt to know how weak she was to such a move like that.

                                               It hurt it hurt it hurt it hurt--

          No. She shook the thoughts out of her mind, taking deep breaths as she tried to recuperate herself from the traumatic experience she just went through, remembering Jamil and the whipping and the beating and and and---

                                               She needed warmth.

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

          As she kissed his cheek, Kenta couldn’t help but feel a bit giddy at Morgiana’s happy reaction. This was exactly what he was hoping for, after all, though his method still felt… sloppy, unrefined. Still, she liked it all the same, so it was good enough for him. Though, he wondered why she avoided saying that they were dating… was that not what she wanted?

           「Haha, it was fine, Morgiana. Though, why were you so nervous about saying we were dating now? Unless you decided you didn’t want to date me after all…」Poking her cheek, Kenta added another little quip.「Unless you were just wanting to see how I tasted, of course. Though, I imagine I wouldn’t be very pleasant going down.」

           He knew that wasn’t her intent at all, but the joke made Kenta giggle a little. After all, he was sixteen and he felt like he ruled the world. 

                                           He was sixteen and he was in love.

           「So, Morgiana, did you want to finish that movie from last night? We never did finish it, after all, since… well, you know. Eheh. Sorry about that, by the way. I really did have to think about my answer, you know. You kind of sprung that little bombshell on me out of the blue, so I didn’t really have the chance to give a proper answer. But now… well~.」

          Morgiana’s face flared with color at his question and she moved her hand up to twirl her hair, nervous about how she would answer such a question. It wasn’t as if she didn’t want to date him, she just wasn’t sure if that was what he intended to be, and wanted to make sure before jumping to conclusions..

                                           That and she was shy about asking.

          So, face still red, she responded to her possibly boyfriend with a small, soft smile, “I--I just wasn’t sure if you wanted to kiss and leave or... If we were more.. S-Sorry.. I’m a bit insecure about romance... Sorry if I scared you about my response...”

           At his joke, she covered her face with her hands, embarrassed with the whole situation that had transpired. Why, oh why, was she stuck with this fate of utterly embarrassing situations.

                           “I--I didn’t---I---um---ah--H--how do I r--repl--y...?” 

                                            Kenta’s words made her goo.

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

Well, that hurt. Kenta clearly hadn’t readied himself enough, because he could feel everything in his body crack from the force of the hand crushing him into the wall. Even still, he knew he had to press onward. His mother wouldn’t have yielded at that, and Morgiana was at least giving him the chance to retaliate. Why she did, he would never know, but he was going to take it.

                                  Provided he could get up, that is.

「Hah… haaaaaaah… Is that… the best… you can do… Miss Morgiana?」Kenta seemed to b almost taunting her as he got up, choking out a couple breaths while he settled everything wrong within his body - as much as he could, anyways. Though, really, he was just making sure that she really wasn’t holding back on him. And, perhaps, trying to make himself feel stronger against his titanic sparring partner. 

Switching the Rook to it’s bow form, he loaded an ensnaring round in and fired it at Morgiana. With any luck, he could trap her and possibly bring the girl down with her own strength working against her. 

          Morgiana was shocked at his taunting, and it showed on her face as the words slipped from Kenta’s mouth. Her eyes widened and she openly gaped as he talked, unable to comprehend for a moment why he was suddenly taunting her, but it hit her quickly that he was trying to get her to stop holding back the littlest bit that she had been, and she smiled softly.

                                     Until she had been hit by the ensnaring round.

          Trying to fight it off, she used her strength against the rope, hoping to break the weaving of yarn tied into the thing called a rope, but instead was tangled into it even more, brought to the ground with a huff. She sighed, blowing misplaced hairs out of her face as she eyed Kenta who was still in his smaller form.

          Silently, she asked in a timid voice unlike her, eyes tearing up a bit, “C-Could you... T--Take this off of me...”

          She didn’t like the feeling of being trapped. It reminded her of being stuck. She was stuck she was stuck she was stuck she was--- She needed out, she needed out soon or else she would go mad. Jamil would come--- Jamil would find her again---She would--

                                    She was hyperventilating.

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[ shuuiisms ]

                   「Pleading won’t serve any purpose now, a simple reminder..」

- mxgiana ᴅésɪʀᴇ ᴜɴ ᴅéᴍᴀʀʀᴇᴜʀ.

“How can I get out of this situation without pleading?!”

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

          Kenta simply kept sniffling, even as he was lifted up into a gentle embrace. Curling up in Morgiana’s arms, he grabbed onto her clothes with both hands and held on as tightly as he could. After all, this was nice… it felt nice, it certainly sounded nice, and… well, he couldn’t really describe it, but he could feel safe around Morgiana. 

                                      However…

          He still felt weak. Even after he took the time out of his life to seek Morgiana out and train with her, all he did was nearly end up as a stain under her bare foot. All his prized weapon that he’d spent years to train with did was tickle her and make her laugh. Kenta let out a sigh as he came to this realization, then steeled himself. He knew what had to be done now.

           「Miss Morgiana. I need you to continue training with me. And please, don’t hesitate to hold back, even after what just happened. I… need to get stronger and overcome this fear of mine. No matter what it takes. And, if I can’t get stronger, then I may as well either go crawling back to my mother, or perish here. So please. Let us continue. And don’t hold anything back on my account. I can’t afford for you to hold back on me because I’m scared.」And, in an almost somber tone, Kenta added one more thing to his request.

          「Fight me as if you were trying to kill me like you would a common bug. Please, hold nothing back. I want to see what made you so feared.」

          Morgiana was shocked at Kenta’s words, although she didn’t show it in her facial expression. The fact that he thought so little of himself hurt her, but she was not one to back out of a challenge, so if that was what he wanted, she would stop holding back, but make sure not to deal too much damage to the small male.

          “Okay, if you’re sure this is what you want, I wont hold back. But if you really are hurt, I want you to know I’m stopping immediately, regardless of what you say. Your health is more important than training, understood?”

                                             She set him back down.

          Getting into position, she waited for him to ready himself before she moved again, lifting up her foot and smashing the ground next to him, pulling him into the air as she moved her hand and smacked him as he flew up, crushing him into the wall.

           She walked back a bit, awaiting to see if he was okay and going to attack back, prepared to give him medical aid if he needed it, but also prepared for an attack if he was going to give one. She focused, sweat gathering at her brow,, as she kept completely still, ready for anything.

                                            What would Kenta do?

                                     Would he need medical aid?

                                        Or would he fight back?

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um, can you get that MINION out of my FACE, please, ma’am? thanks. || morgiana & cynthia

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[ galeforxe ]

“Favorite physical activity?”  Cynthia pondered that for a moment.  “Well, I found this game called lacrosse here.  We didn’t have anything like that in Ylisse and I totally kick butt at it.  I also like horseback riding; that’s a lot of fun too.”  She nodded enthusiastically, taking a sip of her drink.

“I bet your favorite activity is, like, kick boxing or something.  You could win that huge belt if you’re really that strong!  I would come to every single match just to watch you beat up guys 5 times your size.”

          Morgiana hummed at Cynthia’s words, happy that the woman, although eccentric, was having fun explaining her joys to the silent redhead who resided in front of her. It was a first for her that someone would keep conversations going at such a rapid pace, but she guessed that was the type of person Cynthia was.

          “....Kick-boxing? I’ve never really tried it. I do enjoy running quite a bit, though... Now that I think of it, there are ways to get money off of fighting...” she put her hand to her chin in thought, “Maybe I could get a job like that...?” 

          She looked over to Cynthia with a raised eyebrow, “Well...?”

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YOLO: you only love onii-chan. no one else || morgiana & entiral

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[ demonistict ]

          The demon smiled with a faint nod. He didn’t have much planned for the day. He was more curious to see what she was interested in doing, mainly since he had been saving up paychecks to be able to threat her to whatever her heart desired.

           “I don’t have anything specific, I was hoping you had some ideas.” Entiral suggested with a faint laugh. He paused for a moment, placing his hand on his chin as he appeared to be deep in thought.

          “Maybe we should go get ice cream.. or maybe even snow cones, perhaps?”

          Morgiana nodded her head frantically at the mention of snow cones and ice cream, happy that she would even be treated to such a thing, even by her brotherly figure. She grinned softly.

          “Snow cones or ice cream sounds fine to me! I prefer ice cream, though. Maybe vanilla? Or some mint chocolate chip, possibly? Ah, but what would you want...?” she murmured the last bit to herself, putting her hand to her chin in thought, almost copying what he had done moments before.

           “....You seem like the type of guy who like strawberry! Am I right?” she looked at him for confirmation, eyes twinkling as she awaited his response.

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

           Kenta’s smile would probably be considered blinding if the Sun was hitting it. He was happy that Morgiana was happy and well after last night, and that giggle of hers just made him all the more sure that he was doing the right thing here. But, first, some breakfast. After all, he did spend the time making it, so of course he wouldn’t let his own food go to waste.

           As they ate, Kenta took notice of a little glimmer - a bit of syrup, just gently resting on Morgiana’s face - and decided now was the time to go for broke.

          「Ah, Miss Morgiana, you have a little syrup on your face! Here, let me get that for you…」Kenta had a napkin in hand as he leaned over the table to clean the syrup off her face. Of course, he knew he wouldn’t need it, since this was all part of his plan. Well, he would have just lied about the syrup if it wasn’t there, so.

          Sweeping the napkin away from her face before hand, Kenta instead met Morgiana’s lips with his own - just a brief kiss, but it was his first, and he knew it was important to both of them. So, it was fine with him. His cheeks may have been red, and Morgiana was lit like a tomato, but it was well worth it in his eyes. The smile that was sure to follow from both of them made it more than worthwhile to have done this.

           「By the way, I thought it over. My answer’s yes, Mi-… Morgiana.」

          When he pressed his lips chastely to hers, she thought she was going to die. This had to have been a dream, she rationalized. Her face blew up a bright red, the flush adorable on her cheeks. Slowly, she brought her finger up to her lips and stared, speechless.

          At his next words, where he answered her confession with approval, she felt as if her heart was going to explode. Not to mention he dropped the title of ‘Miss’, which he always would call her as.

          Still in a daze, she responded to him with a voice cracking from embarrassment, “Y--You mean it...? D--Does that mean that we are...?” she trailed off, not allowing the word ‘dating’ to escape her lips.

               Kenta’s lips were a little bit chapped, but still very warm, she recalled.

          Silently, she reached over and planted another kiss on his cheek timidly, unsure how to go about it, her face still as red as always when she was embarrassed, and she pulled back, letting out that soft, cute giggle of hers again.

                                                  “.....W--Was that okay...?”

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

Kenta beamed at Morgiana as she entered the area and took a seat at the table nearby. He could answer her questions later, though, since he was still cooking and didn’t want to accidentally burn the pancakes. After a couple of minutes, he finished the pancakes and began to plate them before he realized an important detail. Did they have… okay, good, they did have syrup. That made things a whole lot easier.

As he sat down across from Morgiana at the table with plates and syrup in hand, he giggled a little at her choice of attire. He didn’t think she’d be into Pokemon at all… probably just thought they were cute. She seemed to think a lot of things were cute.

「Ah, sorry about the delay! You were up a little earlier than I was expecting, though!」Kenta was still beaming at his friend across from him, happy that she seemed okay. Well, okay enough. She’d probably feel better after breakfast, at any rate.「Oh, Miss Neo let me in! She was on her way to work, I guess, and… well, I wanted to try and make it up to you after last night, Miss Morgiana! I… ah, wanted to make sure we were still friends, y’know?」

That, and another reason that she couldn’t know about until after they ate a bit of the pancakes he made. 

          Morgiana’s face flushed a bit as he giggled, realizing that her attire wasn’t the most appropriate for her to have the person she had feelings for over to see, really. The outfit was cute, though, and it was quite comfortable; she would find herself snuggling her face into the fabric of her sleeve as she slept.

          She looked up at him, still sleepy, and she rubbed her eyes with her sleeves, yawning as he places the food in front of her, nodding as she murmured a soft, grateful, “Thanks for making this for me, Kenta...”

         When he asked if they were still friends, she smiled softly, letting out that giggle of hers that lit up rooms, and she moved her hair behind her ear as she responded to him, “Of course we’re still friends, Kenta. Why wouldn’t we be?”

                               Of course, she knew why they possibly wouldn’t be.

          There was a possibility that he wouldn’t have ever had wanted to talk to her ever again after she confessed, or maybe she would avoid him due to embarrassment, but both theories were proven wrong as he was sat in front of her, giving her pancakes.

       She waited for his signal before digging in politely, thanking him for the meal yet again.

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

                                     He just made a goddamn mistake.

          Kenta squeaked as he was picked up off the top of Morgiana’s head and gently placed on the bed before she left, barely even saying a goodbye. He let out a heavy sigh and simply went to bed early that night, unsure of what to do. But if there was one thing that he knew, it was that he had to do something. After all, she loved him, and it wasn’t as if she was in any way undesirable. Kenta was just a coward and didn’t want to take the plunge without being ready.

          But no more. And that was why, the next morning, Kenta found himself knocking on the door to Morgiana’s apartment. He hoped that it was Morgiana answering the door, and not Neo, or else he probably wouldn’t get in. 

          「Miss Morgiana? Please, open the door! It’s me, Kenta! I… I was hoping we could maybe go for breakfast?」Kenta called out through the door before it creaked open to reveal… not who Kenta was hoping for. Namely, Neo.

          「…」Neo’s gaze seemed to bore into Kenta as she slipped past the boy and out the door, presumably to go to work. Though she didn’t leave it locked, so perhaps that was a silent affirmation to go for it. And so, Kenta went inside and, seeing that Morgiana was still not awake, decided to make breakfast for her as step one of his apology and overall plan. Pancakes would be good enough for her, right?

          Morgiana sighed, having just woken up. Sleepily, she untangled herself from the blankets, placing her feet on the floor as she staggered, still mostly asleep and worn out from what had transpired just the other night when they were supposed to be hanging out.

          Her small feet pitter-pattered as she walked across the wooden floorboards, making her way into the kitchen, her droopy eyes studying the area as she spotted a familiar male figure making food, the smell hitting her nose.

                                                           Was that Kenta?

          Her brain slowly realized, yes, this was Kenta, and he was, indeed, cooking food for her for breakfast. She looked down, not wanting to look at him as her heart raced a bit. She was a bit embarrassed that she was still in her pajamas, which was a huge shirt that went down her thighs and her undergarment; pink panties, the shirt with Pokemon patterns on it.

         She sighed, moving to the table with slow, sloppy steps, plopping into the chair as she rested her head onto the table, looking over at the male who was cooking with still dazed eyes. Still a bit out of it, she asked, “...Kenta...? How did’ya get in...? And why’re you cooking...?”

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

          Just as he expected, Morgiana did manage to stop him from leaving, though not quite in the manner that he expected. Rather, he was merely picked up and placed on her head. Well, there went any hope of escape, but it seemed like he wouldn’t need it. Her breath was sickly sweet, but he knew the tone would remain genuine, and made sure to keep his ground and not fall off.

                             Then he very nearly did when he heard what she said.

          「R-romantic? Me? Y-you… and me… a couple?」Kenta honestly felt floored. Where did this come from all of a sudden? Seriously, how could he have known that was were this conversation was going? It wasn’t as if she ever really mentioned this beforehand, right?

          … Oh god, she was dropping hints all night. He was an idiot. But… did he feel the same way? He wasn’t sure.

     「Miss Morgiana, I… I’m not quite sure how I feel. About you, or anyone I’ve met here for that matter. I mean, we haven’t known each other for that long, and… I’m just not sure if someone like me even deserves to be dating! But… please, don’t be upset… I just need time to figure it out. Something tells me that if there were anyone in the city that I’ve fallen for, it would certainly be you. If… if you’re still not fine with that, then do whatever you wish to me. With how I was acting earlier, I won’t mind it even if you wanted to crush me or anything like that… really. Just… make sure that you’re happy with whatever you do to me, okay?」

          Morgiana let out the breath she was holding, her body tensing at the words. Mechanically, almost, she grabbed him from her head and walked over to his bed, setting him down. She was quiet as she kept her head downcast, eyes blurring with tears she kept from spilling, and she turned on her heel, stopping by the door and muttering a goodbye.

            She walked home that night, and when she made it into bed, she buried herself in a burrito of blankets, sniffling as she tried to will the memories from the nights events away, hoping she would get some good sleep.

                          Instead, she let out little shaky sniffles all night.

          Until she closed her eyes and went to sleep instantly from exhaustion, letting dreams of other happier things take place of her big mistake to tell her feelings to the obviously conflicted boy, who said he would think it over.

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

          Hearing the heavy footsteps outside of his door make Kenta curse under his breath - a rarity, considering he never cursed. And, indeed, right on cue, Morgiana opened the door and entered his room, and Kenta honestly considered just dashing out from his hiding spot and bolting out of the room. Assuming, of course, Morgiana didn’t catch him first. That was… always a concern with her. 

          From beneath his hiding spot under a stray shirt, Kenta couldn’t entirely make out what Morgiana was saying. Something about rejecting feelings… what was that about, anyways? Maybe she was upset about the movie. Either way, Kenta took the gamble and made a break for it.

          「Gotta… make it to… the door…!」 He had to try and slip past Morgiana first, though - not an easy task considering her currently large frame. Still… it was better than the alternative. He didn’t exactly want to be crushed by his best friend twice in such a short period of time, after all.

          But was she his best friend? Or was she more than that? Kenta wondered and figured that was likely the case… like, she was an older sister to him now. Rather affectionate, but still very much like a sister.

          Morgiana saw him trying to dash past her looming figure, and immediately bent down and picked him up gently, keeping him in a firm yet not crushable hold as she tried to talk to him about this issue. She placed him on her head, making sure he was safely balanced and that he had no escape without falling to the floor, which she hoped he wouldn’t do. She murmured softly, her fruity breath probably rebounding onto his face from his small form as she did so.

                           “I’m not angry anymore, Kenta... Calm down...”

          Was she taking it too far by grabbing him when he clearly wanted to be away? Well, he did just reject her, so maybe he didn’t want to think of her or see her any more. He probably only thought of her as a friend, really.

          She sighed, letting it all spill out as she tried to explain to Kenta, “I--If you don’t reciprocate my feelings, thats fine... Y-You probably only want to be friends, and my feelings being romantic probably doesn’t help you with not feeling awkward around me, so if you want to stop seeing me, that’s fine...”

           Her facial expression morphed into one of sadness, and her arms hung limply at her sides as she awaited Kenta’s response.

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[ kingofsmolstyle ]

          Wait, what? If she wasn’t sick, then what was the issue? Kenta was very confused, and, considering the look in Morgiana’s eyes, very scared. Taking a step back, Kenta seriously debated just placating her and moving on, but she could probably tell when he was lying. After all, he wasn’t sure what she meant by feelings, so he would have to lie to her to placate her.

                                      And he really didn’t want to lie.

          「Uh, well… I, uh… L-look, over there!」Not even bothering to make sure of her looking back to where he haphazardly pointed, Kenta took off. Dashing into his room, he let out a deep breath and began to formulate a plan to hide and hopefully avoid Morgiana’s wrath.

          A plan aided, of course, by his powers. Concentrating yet again, Kenta found himself down to about three inches high and scrambled to find a hiding spot within his room that he could reach. He settled for underneath a loose piece of clothing, assuming that Morgiana wouldn’t even really look for him in here, out of all places. 

                              After all, why would she ever really want to linger in his room?

          Morgiana let out a furious huff of breath as he ran away, but it slowly turned to sadness when she realized this must be his way of rejecting her feelings that she discovered. Sighing, she heard the distinct pitter-patter of walking going to the direction of Kenta;s room, and she walked slowly, letting her mind relax as she tried to figure out how to diffuse the situation,

                                 If she even could diffuse the situation anymore.

          Strolling leisurely, she made her way to the outside of his bedroom, waiting for about five minutes as she tried to think if she really wanted to see his abode with the way she would have to suppress her feelings from now forth. Were they even friends anymore after he rejected her?

          She slowly opened the door, the floorboards letting out a soft creak as she stepped inside and looked around, sniffing the air with her Fanalis nose. The smell was faint, but it was still there, hard to pinpoint where exactly, but a general direction, which she turned to as she murmured loud enough for him to hear but not enough to hurt his ears. 

          “...Okay, Kenta.. I’m not angry anymore... I--I just... Even though you rejected my feelings, can we still be friends...? I--I can pretend I don’t love you as anything more than a friend, and things can still be the same as before...”

                                                                    Right?

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          Kenta was, in all actuality, really just going out because he himself felt awkward about the whole thing. Morgiana was being very clingy towards him today, even before they got here to watch the movie. Was that because she was feeling ill? Maybe that was something that she did when she was sick, was cling to someone she wanted to take care of her. Well, he was going to fix that.

                      First, though, he had to pause the movie as he came in from the balcony.

          「Miss Morgiana, you’re clearly not feeling well. Come on, let’s see if we can’t get you looked at. I’m sure there’s a clinic open somewhere nearby here that we can go to.」Her eyes looked almost glazed over, prompting Kenta to help lift her to her feet, dusting her off as he did. She seemed to have some chip crumbs on her sweater, and he wanted to help her out in any way he could, no matter how small.

                                              That was what friends were for, after all.

          「Alright, now then! The movie can wait. You’re the top priority. Friends always take precedence, after all. Now, did you want some help putting your shoes on? Or are you still well enough to do that much at least?」

           Morgiana stood up dazedly as Kenta lifted her to her feet, and she had her shirt dusted from the chips she had eaten earlier that day, which she did not ever notice was still on her.That was embarrassing. She was being practically babied because of this, and even if she did feel a little weak, it wasn’t anything some rest couldn’t fix.

                          She hadn’t been getting much rest since her realization, really.

                            That was probably why she was so out of it currently.

          At the talk of shoes, she nodded and walked off to go grab them, seating herself back onto the couch as she pulled them on, but she had made a fatal mistake in the way she did so.

                           She was wearing her sneakers on the wrong foot.

                           Gratefully, she had not attempted to tie them just yet.

           Eyes tearing up a bit, she stared at the sneakers with contempt. How dare they mock her. She was perfectly capable of putting on shoes, but this whole moment---no, this whole day--- she was out of her zone. She quickly took them off.

          Her anger suddenly flared, and she looked up at him with narrowed eyes as she raised her voice, “I’m not sick.You just haven’t been understanding, Kenta! You haven’t been understanding what I tried to tell you at all! What are you, as dense in the head as my skin is thick?! Notice when a girl has feelings for you, dammit!”

                                                   She cussed. This meant hell.

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knees weak arms spaghetti kenta’s cute || M!A THREAD || kenta and morgiana

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          As he was shushed, Kenta wondered if perhaps that simple act would give him a cold of some sort. It wasn’t likely if it were allergies, but he couldn’t be too sure at this point. Wiping his mouth on his sleeve, Kenta raised an eyebrow at Morgiana’s insistence that his lap was comfortable and even got a poke to the head for his troubles. So much for host generosity.

          「Really, Miss Morgiana, you’ve been acting strange ever since you came here earlier today. Are you sure you’re not well? I’m fine with doing another movie night as soon as you’re better if you wish to go home and rest…」That, and Kenta was really feeling like he was under the microscope - figuratively, this time.

          He needed some air. So, gently removing Morgiana’s head from his lap, Kenta exited to the balcony, not quite hearing Morgiana’s complaint about her own love life. Not as if she likely didn’t have one; after all, she was paired with another woman who seemed rather nice, albeit quiet. Neo… something or other, her name was?

          「Miss Morgiana’s acting rather odd today… I’m a little worried about her. Maybe I’ll just take her to the clinic myself after, just to make sure that she’s alright.」

          Morgiana let out a sigh as he left, feeling quite depressed that she chased him off like that. Did she do something wrong to make him feel uncomfortable? Was he giving her hints when he offered places other than his lap?

                                                             Was that why he left?

                                                            Because she was being too clingy?

           She hated that about herself. She had abandonment issues, and it portrayed itself in her actions with people she wanted to get closer with. She always messed everything up. What if he hated her? What if she made him want to stop hanging out with her altogether?

                                                            She had seriously messed up.

          She stared with    b l a n k   eyes at the television screen as the movie kept playing, in her own thoughts more than actually watching what was going on plot-wise, anymore, as she waited for Kenta to come back.

                                                            She ruined everything.