"Elsword, Raven's looking for you!" She shouts. When she heard no response, she knocked.
"Elsword?" She called again. Still, no response.
She turned the knob, "Excuse me." when he saw him dancing. It was a small simple dance that he kept repeating. A pair of headphones snuggled tightly on his ears while he hummed an upbeat tune.
It should have posed no problem for the great Aisha if it weren't for the fact that he was barely wearing anything while doing it.
The should-have-been-simple dance became something akin to an incubus allure in Aisha's eyes. With the way his body swayed and how his arms moved along. This paired with Elsword's developed masculinity almost had Aisha contemplating whether or not to stop him.
"Elsword!" Then again, she wouldn't live it down if someone caught him staring at his b - at Elsword. He quickly turned around, scrambled for a blanket to cover himself up. (Like I haven't already seen it, she silently mused.)
"A - Aisha! What the hell are you doing in here?!" He exclaims but with Aisha's filter, it came out as a cute stutter. It was taking every bit of her being not to break down and gush.
"Idiot, I've been calling you for the past five minutes!" She tries to be angry in her tone. Her mind was still occupied with what happened earlier.
"Just leave!" He shouts. Aisha huffs and crosses her arms, desperately fighting off the blush on her face.
"Hurry and change. Raven is asking for a spar."
"How could I when you're there?!" In the deep recesses of her mind, Aisha tries to quell the disappointment she felt.
"Just hurry." With that, she turned away and slammed the door close. Once he heard the door click, she slumped down then and there.
"Fwaaah~" She swoons, trying to remember every feature of his body that he was able to glimpse. It was absolutely mesmerizing. Minutes passed and the door suddenly opened, shoving Aisha to the floor.
"Aisha? What are you doing there?!" All her previous thoughts went flying through the window. An unknown rage welling inside her. She smacked his head with her staff as hard as she can before she stomped away.
"Idiot!" Her proclamation was heard by their friends yet thoroughly ignored, far too used to the pair's antics.
Elsword was left in front of his room, looking at the direction Aisha went to. "What was that for?" He frowns.