@bigspinachpuffΒ asked: βYou love me? Then why the hell did you let me believe you didnβt?β (I hope you don't mind) ( Love Confessions That Ruin Everything! ) - accepting!
β β because!β He explodes, sandaled feet dropping from the edge of the table and allowing the front legs of his chair to slam against the ground, emphasizing the point he didnβt just make. Panting, hands spread around him as if searching for an excuse that will work-- any excuse.
Kuzco has never been great at expressing himself, especially where emotions or the people he cares about are concerned.
" --what was I supposed to do?! Just come out and say ' hey there big guy, I know you tried to kill and get rid of me for the last, what, five years? and you're friends with a murderous squirrel who hates my guts; but BESIDES all of that, lets cuddle?! ' " It comes out a lot weaker than intended, and his arms fold across his chest in defense, covering up any insecurities he might have with anger.
Because its easier.
