She attacked me. This is not on me.
These are the last thoughts of a certain raven-haired boy before drifting into unconsciousness.
Maybe she just lost it. Rationality has completely abandoned her.
She threw herself at him, sending both of them toppling down on the ground beneath them.
Sure, she's tiny compared to him. She's not as heavy as Hak teased. Under normal circumstances, he would have just caught her, unmoved, just like flicking a booger towards a boulder.
But with a dislocated shoulder, 3 broken ribs, gaping wound on his back and a leg fracture... This was not a normal circumstance.
Maybe we can forgive him for that.
It happened all too fast... or slow. He doesn't know anymore. All he saw were a blur of red and purple charging towards him. Then pain spreading throughout his body as it impacts the ground. He groaned in pain, and the next thing he knew is that she'd crashed her lips against his, leaving him cold dead, stunned and the rest of the happy hungry bunch wide-eyed and jaw-dropped.
The kiss was long.
Or maybe it was short.
From a normal perspective, it was indeed, short. But to our fallen thunder beast it lasted long enough for him to plan a marriage, raise 2 kids and die of old age together with her. The imagined scenes all flashed before his eyes. in a span of 3-4 seconds.
Amazingly weird, this boy's mind is.
She abruptly pulled away as the realization hit her.
then she hit him.
"HAK! YOU BAKA! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" She screamed, her face redder than her hair.
I did not do anything.
This is not on me.
Blood spilled from his nose.
I swear to God. You'll be the death of me.
Literally.
