Lil Pupāā:
That trailed off ābutā warranted a semi-amused scoff, his eyes momentarily abandoning Rianās just to look anywhere else in the distance. It had been an absentminded reaction. āBut?ā Jake asked as he looked back at them, his eyebrows raised in an inquiring manner. Truth be told, he was curious to see what they would say if anything at all. As far as he was concerned, he did his own thing ā- and that only involved people he could punch for some release, not that Rian knew about it. āOh, wow,ā he began, putting a hand to his chest feigning surprise, his voice monotone as he kept his eyes on them,Ā āwas that a compliment?ā His question held a somewhat teasing tone as a small smirk appeared on his cut lips, playing into their next words as well. āAs tempting as it sounds, I have work tonight and I have to be in one piece.ā
Rian watched as he looked away, offering a wave of their hand when he looked back at them.Ā āI think you know the answer to that,ā a slight smirk formed on their lips before tilting their head to the side. Did Rian know the answers themselves?Ā (Ā Not reallyĀ Ā ). But did he need to know that? No. Are they trying to get an answer out of him?Ā No, not really. The idea of him getting worked up on what they say, and trying to figure out what they mean, is enough for them to say that. The moment Jake put his hand on his chest, they rolled their eyes. Stroke his ego, and he changes his face expression -- they prefer his blank expression. āOh, donāt get too caught up on that, youāll go back to being boring in no time,ā they offered a smile.Ā āSo, you-ā they started before stopping themselves. One compliment was enough, but two compliments?Ā His head might explode from his ego. They pressed their lips together as they hummed, standing there in silence for a moment, āAre you admitting I beat you?Ā ā










