that was...so close- (Kross writing)
Killer barely had time to dodge the first attack that she already stroke two other punches. It was a bit surprising considering she didn’t have any weapons, but he quickly got used to the pace and decided to mostly play defense
Cross got upset at her friend’s lack of energy, so she held the other’s shirt and pinned him down to the ground quick, frowning;
“what is this kills? Are you really going to keep this up?! Don’t tell me you’re THIS lazy!”
Killer stayed silent for a bit, and cross’s face kept getting angrier, until he gave her his usual grin and answered-
“pff-“
Cross raised a brow
“can’t believe you let your guard down”
She didn’t have time to process his words when he gave her a kick right in the stomach, causing her to lose her grip on his shirt. He used her surprise at his advantage and got away from her hold to quickly pin her down instead.
She let out a pained growl, but smirked at her opponent-
“that’s what I am talking about”
He managed to hold back his smile while she chuckled silently- he had to admit, it turned out to be much more fun than what he expected
she sighed, wincing at how hard killer’s grip on her knuckles were, when she had an idea
Probably the worst one knowing killer but oh-
“so- are you going to give a hit or just stay on me for longer”
Bad idea
He smirked playfully and purred “and what if I did?”
A blush crept on her face, but she found an opportunity-
The grip on her hand loosening, she slipped them downwards where she held her legs together and kicked the other’s chest as hard as she can manage without injuring him-
“get off!”
The other fell to the floor, gasping from pain, but he still broke down laughing “pffhahaha- agh- aha- my goshh-“
He did have a barely noticeable red hue on his cheeks, but it was no match to cross’s face-
She got up and spawned a dagger, furious, even though her face was not-so-white anymore.
“okay, now I’m taking that grin off of your flippin face”
Her eyes turned black, her eyelights glowing both red and white. She was being serious-
Killer gulped
“Shhhh!t-” he spawned his knife and got up as fast as he could before she launched at him.
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((Get a hold of yourself-))
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He was trying to concentrate- he could just stab her and voila, but first off they were just training, so he didn’t want to really harm her, and second…
Wait, why was he not kicking the living out of her?
‘cuz she’s a girl? That rule doesn’t apply here. if it was she would’ve tore him into shreds a long time ago. He didn’t underestimate her strength in the slightest
So what?
…..
“killer-“
He got back to his senses, only to notice that he was firmly holding her right hand, so bad that it was a miracle it didn’t snap, and his knife was a few centimeters away from her throat-
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Cross was trying to get away from his hold, but it was getting unbearable- she could feel each tug would tighten the grip more. Her bones wouldn’t last for long, so she had to plead for him to get to his senses- the dark liquid coming from his eyes were thick and black- his expression blank.
Well she did wipe that grin from his face in the end
She was ashamed; being unable to defend herself in that situation, but she tried so hard to not hurt him.
She could’ve spawned some bones and hit his hand or something, but it would’ve injured him quite bad-
Pleading him was her only way out
“killer-“
Killer blinked, confused, when his expression quickly turned into a mix of concern and chock-
She never thought she’d be able to see that from him, especially not directed towards her
“what the- w-what happened?!”
He let go of her hand and his knife, which got cross to wheeze in relief-
“i-“ what did he do? Should he apologize? Of course he should! But how? He could act like it was intentional, but his reaction revealed otherwise-
“it’s okay.”
Killer returned to his senses when she got up, squeezing her right hand at the same time.
“sorry about that-“ he breathed. Cross looked back at him, and softened-
“please- it’s just a scratch! ‘Sides, it was kind of my fault- didn’t expect you to…”
She paused, a blush covering her cheeks
What happened that he didn’t remember?!
“pff- anyways-“ she laughed it off, her smile getting wider. Looking at her she was more beaming than the moon glowing behind them-
Abandoning his questions, Killer let his smile slip in and just sighed
“ ‘kay, enough for today then-“ he stretched a bit more then finished “se ya at lunch!”
He winked at her, then left
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“…”
She waited a bit more until she was sure he left then slowly melted on the ground
*inhale*
*aaaaahhhhhh*
She held her cheeks and silently scolded herself for almost screaming in euphoria.
“that face- god, that FACE-“ she whispered at herself. It was getting harder to keep herself in composure with him-
“pff- okay. okay- *exhale* “ her face was bright red, but she still got up. She was making sure she didn’t leave anything special there when she noticed killer’s jacket
“this idiot seriously left it here” she sighed. But then something inside was… trying to tell her to- maybe, probably, keep it for a bit. Just for a bit! He could wear another jacket in the meantime, and he wouldn’t notice, right?
Her envy was stronger than what she thought
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“It’s been weeks since I’ve last seen it!” killer mumbled at himself, seemingly searching for something. He looked in his room thrice, went everywhere in the castle, asked horror and dust and yet he couldn’t seem to find it-
Wait- he could ask cross of course! They do spend a lot of time together, often in her room, since it wasn’t as messy, so she would probably know!
He made his way to her room then put his hand on her doorknob-
Oh wait, knocking first, last time he didn’t she almost tore his head off- never know if she’s not dressed
*knock knock*
Cross grumbled- half asleep
“mmmhh- whus theerrreee”
“jack”
She slowly opened her eyes, confused-
“jack?”
“Jacket”
She opened her eyes wide open. She needed to buy time
“have you seen my jacket?”
He was ready to enter when she stuttered
“w-wait wait WAIT! I’m- i- I’m not dressed yet!”
He quickly let go of the doorknob, apologizing at the same time-
Okay, what to say now-
She looked in her drawers, her clothes, her dressing- but nothing!
Then she realized it must’ve been in her bed- obviously-
She looked under the pillow, then successfully found the piece of clothing. She sighed in relief-
“Time to give you to your real owner” she whispered.
Oh wait!
What’s her excuse now?!
It dawned on her, what is he going to say?! He’ll tease her about it for MONTHS- quick- an excuse- anything!
She slowly opened the door, letting her stone face do the job and giving off the best irritated voice she could-
“here- you left it in my room again-“
((Please don’t ask questions))
She handed him the jacket, and he reached out to take it, sighing in relief.
“finally found it! Sorry ‘bout that- I’ve been searching for it for so long-“ he giggled, and she was honestly glad he didn’t notice the blush that was slowly making her face heated-
“oh well- thanks again!”
She slammed the door at him. Not because she was done with his talking or whatever, but because she couldn’t keep her façade on.
That was- so close
Killer paused, then smiled- logical reaction from someone who just woke up because of a stupid jacket- he chuckled at the thought, then went to his room.
He took time to examine it, when something caught his attention-
Cross’s perfume? Made sense if it was with her own clothes-
That reminded him of the multiple times her and his clothes were mixed between each other, considering they did have similar shirts and all, and it just made him remember the times he kept them in accident until he noticed the different scent from his clothes-
He blushed- there were times were he would keep them for a while intentionally, and almost got caught- yet cross didn’t notice a thing
He held his jacket tighter-
It was...too close-
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