#reihannah

[bitchy-peachy]

ooc: I really like your writing. >w< Could I request Reiji walking in on Hannah changing? I'd like to see how the situation differs.

WARNINGS: lol the situation will differ greatly since Reiji has established a different approach with Hannah. If people didn't know, this scenario contains voyeurism.***** Like always, the rooms were annoyingly cold. Hannah couldn't stand the coldness in every room of the mansion. It made her want to go about her business quickly to avoid having her nude skin exposed to the frigid air for long periods of time.In her room her movements were quick, efficient... There was nothing elegant in her dressing and undressing. Just a girl tossing a change of clothes on her bed and disrobing in an almost angered speed. Damn it...In her urgent need to cover herself up, her chosen oversized sweater was knocked off her bed. The warm cloth had fallen to her bare feet as she sighed at her clumsiness.Irritated by her brief mistake, she squatted down to pick the fallen clothing. When she did so she felt an almost heated sensation on the nude skin of her back that had her pausing in an unexpected nervousness.I'm being watched.With only her hand hovering just inches from her sweater, Hannah's placid features paled at the almost violating feeling of being watched so quietly. She was 'alone' with only her panties and bra on with someone sitting behind her squatting form merely observing her with an intensity that made her skin crawl yet heat in unison.Telling herself to calm down, she finally grabbed the sweater and rose to her feet. However unlike before, her movements were more tentative out of nervousness. None of her hurried actions were present because of that presence.I can't dress like this. I know one of them is watching me. He's practically in the room with me!Her senses were slightly keener than a humans. She could tell when one of them was close and could almost predict what they were going to do.But this unseen presence only puzzled her. She could feel it's curiosity of her, it's watchfulness but it didn't carry the threat of a potential lunge. That made it unpredictable.Biting her lip, she closed her eyes and soothed her nerves inwardly so whoever was behind her wouldn't see her scared. She hated letting them see her that weak."Is there any good reason why you're in my room watching me dress?" she asked with a false calmness, grabbing her jeans from the bed as if it was a normal occurrence.Nothing is normal about this!She heard a nearly inaudible sound of porcelain knocking against a surface. Like someone setting a saucer on a table."I was just here drinking tea," Reiji didn't sound upset over her discovering him at all. He even sounded slightly pleased at her acknowledging him there without needing to even look at him over her shoulder.Hannah tried to hold in her anger. She was alone in a room in nothing but her underwear with a vampire just casually sipping tea and watching her as if she were putting on a private show."Isn't that bad manners...?" she forced the question out while starting to put on her pants with her back still turned. There was no way in hell she would face him while in her underwear."There's no bad manners in drinking tea wherever I please in my house."Is he trying to piss me off?!Startled by his nonchalant answer she finally looked at him sharply.The bastard had a small smirk seeing her eyes on him. It was as if he'd been waiting for her too look at him as he poured himself more tea, taking his time and showing no signs of caring for her discomfort at all. He simply sat at a small table behind her with his legs crossed.He looked too relaxed there. Of course he would have been. He could have been there from before she had even come into her room to bring his blasted tea set with him."Is there something interesting about my face, Hannah-san...?" her brows raised at the amused condescending tone in which he spoke to her when finally finishing preparing himself what appeared to be his second cup of tea since being there.He still had that small asshole smirk."You can finish dressing. I am not keeping you from doing such a simple task or have you forgotten how to do that just watching me during my moments of leisure?" he looked almost truly confused at her still not finishing her dressing. Still not believing how straightforward he was after being caught, Hannah almost recoiled when his eyes seemed to look over her slowly before taking a silent sip of his tea.Fuck it! I'm just getting dressed and getting the hell out of here and away from him.*****I tried to find a translation of Reiji's HDB Dark 5 to show the differences but I couldn't find something to link in.In the AU in which I write Reiji's creeper tendencies, he's actually a lot sneakier and more foreboding. He barely announces his presence at all unless he's been watching you for awhile which makes the situations with him a great deal more uncomfortable. So the scenario with Hannah didn't have him even announcing his entrance into her room at all.He discomforts her by letting her know he's already seen everything she didn't want to be seen instead.

[bitchy-peachy]

kinda wanting a scenario of hannah and reiji drinking tea together and him finding out that she hates tea.

You're so mean because you know Hannah will just say it, omg poor Reiji. WARNING: somewhat creepy crack since Reiji is too strangely observant of the girl he likes. His POV. Frosty OC (talking near Beatrix level here). AU outside of ITS since people keep shipping Hannah with other guys other than Laito, lmao. Expect Reiji to do some very creepy secret fanboying before descending into a mini crisis.*****Perfection.That was all Reiji could see in her during their silent tea time. It was the first time he'd thought to invite her since in the past he'd merely drink tea in front of her but she would never ask for any for herself. He shouldn't have expected no less from her. She was sitting in front of him in a straight backed chair with only a small round table between them. Even in the late night hours, hours she was clearly still not accustomed to, she remained untouchable and regal. Her pale eyes were alert yet cool and her long black hair that reached her hips was perfectly in place. Even the long bangs she tucked behind her ears in evident frustration looked suitable for her and didn't distract from her quiet elegance.Reiji saw the way she held her tea cup. A cup she had yet to drink from ever since she had sat down for his tea time. She held it like she had been drinking tea her whole life. The way she kept her elbows from lowering and yet gracefully held unto her cup by its handle without her fingers hooking through it.His eyes narrowed in observation when she finally brought the cup to her lips. She didn't slurp her tea vulgarly. For all he knew she must have practiced before coming to the mansion to have that poise since to him it was unnatural for such a girl to know how to properly drink tea.Reiji's breath held when she gently set her cup on the saucer she held in her other hand. The porcelain didn't make a sound. Yes, she definitely was a treasure.The gracefulness of her hands kept him from truly looking at her doll-like face. The cold expressionless face that sometimes haunted him when he was alone and away from her, giving him peace to collect his thoughts.Inwardly chastising himself for being so intensely fascinated by the girl's small hands, he looked at her face and almost allowed a small frown to visibly appear on his features.Hannah's natural paleness was almost sickly in hue. Her face was a beautiful mask of apathy as it always was yet she looked deathly ill.Confused by this, he looked down into his own cup. He had served black tea for the both of them. The very best he had. If he didn't like her company he might have done 'something' to it but instead he had done his utmost to make what he believed to be wonderful tea.Although she was being politely silent, his ears could still pick up the damning sound.The lowest most forced gulp he had ever heard."Is something the matter?" his question was asked in his most calm tone. He didn't like thinking that she would see him worrying over pleasing her in any way.One of her eyebrows twitched as he eyes looked down at the cup and saucer still held in her still hands that didn't show a betraying tremble. That was one of the things he admired about her.Her ability to hide her thoughts and emotions.Soon the lack of her eyes looking into his had him clenching his jaw with the urge to ask her again."I'm not a fan of tea," she wasn't being rude but the honesty in her clear husky voice that sounded older than her age had Reiji feel a twisting inside his belly.She even finally looked into his eyes unwaveringly.She... She doesn't like it...? She... She... Hates tea...?He couldn't even speak. He was almost certain his cheeks felt hot in his shock at her rather blunt revelation.But I brewed it to perfection! I picked out the freshest, carefully measured the temperature...!"I've never liked tea. In fact I hate it," her confession had him nearly pant in disbelief. "The nuns would force me to take lessons on how to drink it the 'proper way'..." she continued on, not noticing or being too uncaring of how he was reacting," but I never liked it. Yui loves it though. She might be jealous if she finds out you invited me. She's always going on about wanting some of your tea."His lips slightly parted. Reiji was now absolutely certain his face was showing the surprise he felt.SHE HATES TEA! HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?! ALL PROPER LADIES LOVE TEA!He could hear the low clattering of his own cup upon learning of this while she sat there with the smallest of frowns."Is something wrong...?" her frown grew more pronounced. He nearly wanted to hate her right then and there because she was seeing him lose control.Unbelievable. She... Hates it."Maybe you could invite Yui next time...," Hannah offered unhelpfully, "She really liked begging me for tea parties with cupcakes even though I hate tea and sweets when we were kids."Now Reiji felt a heat around his ears. His ears were practically offended by her suggestion.His face felt stiff when he gave a small smile. Maybe he had spoken a little too soon about her seeming perfection. Nobody was perfect and even though Hannah appeared to be just what he wanted, she still needed a lot of 'work'."That won't be necessary, Hannah-san," his grin was tight hiding his plotting to get her to eventually love tea.*****My urge for creepiness won over yet again! But I'll pick up ITS again so this is good practice, lmao.