Hi! Can i please have an emotional kiss with Idia please?👉👈💙
I’ll give it a try. I’m sorry that there is so much Leona, but it’s still all about Idia I promise. I hope you enjoy~
I was inspired by Katy Perry’s song Thinking of You
This had been different. That was what you wanted right? Something new to change up the pace and get your mind off him… but really all it did was make you miss him more.
Leona lightly flicked your forehead, “Oi, didn’t you hear me?” You flinched back to reality from the thump on your forehead. “Hey don’t flick me.” You pouted. “Don’t ignore my questions, and I won’t have to.” He gave you a swift kiss on the forehead, “I’d prefer your attention always on me anyway.” You shook your head slightly, considering asking for undivided attention was a common response from him. Better just to move on, “What were you asking about?” “What do you want for lunch? I’m having Ruggie bring it by so we can stay here. I don’t feel like going out today.” Leona wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close. Outwardly you didn’t tense or anything, but inside you always felt a little stiff, like you weren’t comfortable in his arms. You leaned your head on his shoulder, trying to relax. “Why? I like eating at the cafeteria.”
“We did that the rest of the week. I don’t want to eat there today.”
“Then we can get our own food and eat somewhere else on school grounds.” You argued, immediately noting Leona’s scowl at your suggestion. He didn’t say anything. You leaned in and gave him a soft peck on the lips. On the inside you resented the action, the kisses never felt like anything they just tasted like slobber. It wasn’t very enticing, but you knew it helped reassure him. “I just like the busy atmosphere…”
“Really? I’m pretty sure it’s because you don’t like being alone with me.” Leona responded lowly. Unfortunately it wasn’t untrue, when the two of you were alone he was very physically affectionate, something you were not quite used to based on past relationships. You didn’t hate it but it just wasn’t relaxing. You sat up in his arms. “That’s not it.”
He released you and plopped down on his bed, “Well, what is it then? I feel like I’ve been pretty damn open about giving you your space, but you don’t seem to have opened up for me at all. We’ve been dating for a month now and I’m running out of patience.” His words were backed with a growl.
“Don’t sound so mad.” Your response was sharp, and overall not the best move.
“I’m not mad, just frustrated!” He barked, not really helping his statement.
“Yes you are! You’re yelling!”
“Because you don’t seem to be hearing me!”
“Well, Idia never used to yell at me!” You huffed tuning away.
Leona’s ears twitched at that name. The room was silent for a moment before being filled with Leona’s laughter. He had thrown himself back on the bed covering his face. “Are you fucking kidding me! This is still about that basement dweller!” He stood shaking his head. “News flash sweetheart, I’m not him. I’m nothing like him; if you wanted to replace him you should have tried the octopus bastard. But why would you want to go back to someone like that anyway? If I remember correctly, he’s the one who dumped you.” Leona swished his tail, an almost playful smirk on his lips. If it wasn’t for the irritated tone, you’d think he was enjoying this.
“Stop it…” You mumbled, not wanting to think about it, not wanting to face that terrible truth you shut away.
Leona stopped in front of you, “And why was it he dumped you again? Oh right. He got bored. You weren’t enough for him so he got rid of you; like an outdated tool.” A soft pause, “And yet you still love him!”
“Shut up!” You went to push him away but he easily caught your hand. “He didn’t want you.” His words sank in, it felt like his claws were tearing you to shreds but it was only your heart that was broken. He knew how much it hurt you, part of him felt badly, but most of him was beyond caring. It was what you needed to hear. “I don’t want you either. I’m done being second best.” He released your hand and stepped back leaving you to stumble out of his room in tears.
You felt like falling to the floor and just sobbing. Just groveling in the dirt where you felt you belonged. You wanted to disappear, to cut your heart out so you didn’t have to feel like this anymore. You knew you had tasted perfection when you met Idia. Everything else would be second best so where could you go? What life was left without him in your world?
Apparently your body knew that the only place was back to him. You hadn’t even been paying attention to where you were going after you left the lion’s den, but you soon realized you were at Idia’s door. However it still wasn’t much of a solution. It wasn’t likely he’d even open the door for you and if he did you were just a mess. Could you really face him, and the reality that he was just going to push you away again?
A chipper voice broke your dark thoughts. “I missed you!” Ortho sped over and hugged his ‘big sibling’ overjoyed to see you in these halls again. You returned the hug, giving him a squeeze that helped relieve some of the tension in your body. “What are you doing down here? Oh no you’re crying.” His shoulder piece slid over to reveal a tissue dispenser slot, he grabbed few and handed one to you. You blew your nose and dried your cheeks. “I-I miss Idia…” Ortho smiled a bit, “He’s missed you too.” Lies. Ortho probably wasn’t aware how those words felt like the twisting of a knife, he likely meant them to ease you but you knew there was no way Idia missed you.
“You want to see him right?” Ortho turned towards the door. The mechanical lock whirred and clicked, giving a light beep before it popped open just a smidgen. You suddenly felt frozen and heartbroken all over again. You wanted to see him but what would it accomplish, he was just going to be watching you cry. Thankfully you had Ortho to make up your mind for you. “In you go~” He sang as he pushed you into the bedroom.
You scanned the room; Idia was sitting at his computer, entirely focused on his game. This place had so many memories for you that just came flooding back. The couch where you two would play games, you always inching closer to him until you could lean on him, curling up when you ultimately admitted defeat and the game was over; his bed where you could nap while he worked, just watching him or helping him as someone to bounce ideas off of. Sometimes when you were barley awake you would feel him playing with your hair, it always relaxed you. You didn’t do everything together but it was just comforting to have someone around. That comfortable atmosphere was now gone as you shook, trying to hold back tears. “Idia…” Your words were hoarse, little more than a whisper. There was unsurprisingly no response. You waited until you heard the victory music to repeat yourself, a little louder but still strained.
Idia turned eyes widening as he saw you. “You…” It really was you. “…why” He was stunned just staring for a moment. This was exactly what he had been trying to avoid. He had been taking longer route to class because he knew it wasn’t were you walked, and avoided any public outing in case you would also be there. His heart rate picked up seeing you again, not that you would know. You looked upset, was… was he the one who did that? The last time he saw you, you were crying.
“How did” you even get into his room, he changed the lock code after you split, “Ortho.” He answered himself. You gave a slight nod. He looked away, gritting his teeth. “Was I not clear enough last time? I didn’t want you near me.” Were you really going to make him do this again, be the bad guy. You were already suffering; he didn’t want to make you cry more. However this was one of those situations where he didn’t get to do what he wanted. He stood, still unable to look at you, “We don’t go together, I don’t fit with people. You’re no exception.”
“I don’t care! I can’t… I can’t go on like this. I love you Idia!” You wrapped your arms around him, somehow still finding comfort in it even though he didn’t return the gesture. “I tried. I tried to get over you but I can’t. Everything just reminded me of you, made me wish I was still with you. It hurt… It still hurts; even more still not knowing why.” His answers then were vague and even now, saying things like you weren’t a good match, he was bad for you, and that it systematically was against the odds. “Is it really so bad? Is the reason you don’t want to be with me more painful than this heartbreak? I don’t think anything could be. So just tell me why!” You yelled before devolving into heavy sobs, “While I’m already broken... tell me… why don’t you love me?”
Idia bit his bottom lip, as he held you steady, letting you sob into his jacket. He hated seeing you like this. He hadn’t been expecting you to be this broken over it, of course you had been upset when it first happened, but it had been over a month, and you seemed worse. He thought this would be better for you, kill the dream before you got to attached, let you go before he had to see you suffer, set you free while you still had a chance of happiness so he didn’t have to see you suffer. It seemed that all of that happened anyway. “I care about you…” He knew he’d never be enough, and with his family’s curse it wouldn’t end well for you. “I thought… you’d be better without me. I just wanted you to be happy and that couldn’t be if you were with me.”
Your crying died down a little at his words. You could barely believe what you were hearing; you couldn’t tell if it made you feel worse or better. “You’re… you’re so stupid Idia.” You squeezed him tighter, forcing yourself to look up at him. “You don’t get to decide what makes me happy! I love spending time with you, and if you really feel the same… you’d let me be happy with you.”
“But-“ Idia wanted to protest but there wasn’t anything he could say. There wasn’t an opportunity for him to say anything either as you pulled him down into a kiss. Idia placed his hands on your wet cheeks, pressing deeper into the kiss. Despite all the emotions you were feeling, anger, sadness and joy the kiss put you more at ease. Even after everything Idia still made your heart race and made you feel safe. “I’m sorry.” Idia whispered, pulling his lips away but holding your face close, “I love you. I’ll never let you go again.”
