"You know why I can't say it."
It shocks me a little to hear that from you-brutally, deceptively honest you. It sounds far too much like something I would say. But more than that, it aggravates me, as true to form you are absolutely correct; you can't say it, because that's my job.
"Why do you ask a question if you already know the answer?"
You have to make everything so damn complicated. Talking to you makes my head hurt. It's like a game that only the two of us are aware of, one that takes place right under everyone's noses and that I unfailingly lose to you. Problem is, I can't say that never excited me. In fact, it wouldn't be a stretch to say that's where my fascination with you started; I have to admit that you are severely interesting and very good at masking it.
"I know that deep down Kagami loves me!"
I absolutely hate it when you use that tone of voice. It's just so condescending, yet oblivious at the same time. But I know that you know that, and you know what effect it has on me. Yes, I want you, I want to kiss you and fuck you and I don't want to worry about dancing around everything you say, I just want to lay next to you and be able to tell you what I actually mean. You make it impossible for me to tell you, but you also make it so I can't just not love you.
I really thought once that being in love with someone was supposed to be pleasant. Somehow the reality makes more sense in hindsight.
"You understand. You always have, it's just whether or not you want to admit it."
I'd be honest, if you'd let me.
I'd be your friend if you didn't want to.
That's what always gets me, I think. The amount of effort I put into the counterattack-why should we have to be so evasive? Why should you try to force it out of me.
Maybe you think I'm not an honest person, which might have been true once. Are you as scared as I am? Is that why you want me to say it?
"Kagami."
Your voice always retains that lazy, androgynous lilt, even in whispered tenderness. There are so many things about us that we can't change, yet they're the very things that drive us apart.
"Konata."
You always seem to perk up a little when I say your name; it might just be my imagination, though.
"Are you awake?"
Wow, it's got to have been at least 2 years since I wrote a Konakaga fic. Which is odd, considering how much I love this pairing. Hope you enjoyed this weird little snippet!