"What exactly is your goal with this whole hanging out with me thing, entertainment?" It had started simple, he wanted to kill him and Lucien wanted to break his father's rules and maybe be murdered by someone other than his father one day. Now he had given the other chances to kill him and he hadn't. Which hopefully just meant he was trying to lull Lucien into a sense of security to make it more entertaining when he did kill him considering how little he showed in the way of emotions when hurt.
The corners of his lips twitched. Less in a smile, more an expression of distaste. Only for that smile to happen anyways, as he waved a hand dismissively.
“Cuz I’m in looove with ya. I wanna keep ya close.”
The words themselves were disgusting enough to say, but he knew the other hated them as much. Not that it mattered. He’ll talk it up because he could, that never changed. He’ll blabber on and on, saying everything yet nothing at all. Although--
The smile dropped, shaking his head. “Why’re ya askin’ now, hm? Didn’t think you’d be the type ta’ act like some insecure gal friend. ‘What are we? What d’ya want from me?’.”
He idly rolled a coin along his fingers, smoothly over his knuckles.
“What’s the point here? Gettin’ antsy?”
