you stare him down, eyes fixed on him as you move from one side of the room to the other and back again, pacing. a smile forming on your lips as you smother your amused grin at his expression, you quirk a brow at him, words sitting unspoken on your tongue as you come to a standstill. “ you’re late, “ you accuse with slightly narrowed eyes, green hues a shade darker than they were in the light as you cross your arms, grasping at your biceps, leather on leather.
ˊ . @jhumper : i’d be smart to walk away.
you scoff at him, a huffed breath of laughter expelling from your lips as you roll your eyes. you approach him slowly, arms still crossed, gait slow and calculated : predator approaching prey-like, and your eyes have to rise the closer you get as the differences in your height becomes all the more prominent with the closure of distance. “ are you ? “ you ask him, allowing your grin to form. “ smart ? “ you clarify, eliminating confusion as you still just out of reach. you watch him warily, mindful of the threat that exists in the space you both occupy. if he wants to walk, you have no problem letting him go. you’ll find him again eventually.
