between the lines
fandom: owari no seraph ship: kureto/guren/shinya word count: 25.4k rating: e read the full thing here
“Guren.”
Guren does not look up from her homework, but her pencil stills against the paper.
“You know,” Shinya starts, and Guren pulls her pencil back, annoyance flaring in her chest.
“It’s a Saturday afternoon—” Shinya stops abruptly as Guren huffs and whirls around. They meet eyes briefly, and then Guren flings her pencil, as powerfully as she can, in the other girl’s direction.
Shinya dodges it and then straightens up, measuring Guren with a glare.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Guren grumbles. “I’m trying to get my work done. Don’t you have something better to do than pester me?”
“I was just trying to make an observation!” Shinya protests.
“And I’m just trying to do my homework.”
“Oh, c’mon,” Shinya says, pouting. “I was just going to say...it’s Saturday afternoon, and you’re sitting here doing some math-y bullshit, when we could be out enjoying the weather. It’s a beautiful day, Guren! And you’re sitting here wasting it.”
“You can go out by yourself,” Guren points out. “You’re twenty-one years old. You don’t need someone to guide you around.”
Shinya pouts. “And what if I just want to spend some time with my favourite girl?”
“Mito-chan would probably be happy to spend some time with you if you called her,” Guren says dryly.
Shinya says something under her breath that Guren doesn’t quite catch, but the scowl on her face seems to say more than enough.
Guren sighs. It’s so hard to ignore Shinya sometimes, she thinks bitterly.
“Okay, fine,” she says. “Let me finish this, and then we’ll go out. There were some errands I wanted to run, anyway, you know.”
“Errands?!” Shinya demands. “I want lunch!”
“We can get lunch on the way,” Guren says, irritated. “Can I have my pencil back?”
“You say that like it’s not over here because you threw it at me,” Shinya says, sniffing.
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