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"What's wrong?" A sneer as he reached up to grab the other's wrist, he grip hard and tight."I don't think I want to listen to your voice today."
Sync’s hold was tight enough to make Ivar grimace. Yet he fought against instinct and forced himself to stay in place, not even attempting to flail away. “If that’s true, then why are you here? Better yet, why the hell did you start a fight?!” Though the other’s expression was unreadable beneath that mask, Ivar’s gaze hardened to a glare. “So, what? Did you want me to kill you? Or maybe you enjoy my presence? You might give people the wrong idea if you start messing with me all the time, stupid. Trust me, I’d hate that even more than you would.”












