One day I'll just do an easy fluffy one-shot, but—OH WELL!
Simple.
If only she'd just listen! It was so simple! They liked each other—what's so confusing about that? Or… at least, that's what she said. But here she is, going on and on about how things might go wrong. Has she ever stopped to think about what could go right? It was simple. She just needed to understand!
"Chat, we can't just be a couple! We—I mean, you are a super hero. You can't tell me your identity and—" He grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look at him. "What are you—?" she began, but was immediately cut off.
He crashed his lips onto hers. They'd done it before. Kissed. In fact, that's exactly why they were even having this conversation… because she kissed him and he kissed her and, well, now he's kissing her again. He leaned into her, desperately wanting her to understand that this wasn't so complicated! This is simple, he thought, but hopelessly noted that she wasn't kissing back. Right?
She made a muffled noise and forcefully pushed him back. "What the hell, Chat!? I just said we can't do this!" She stepped backwards and frowned, "What's with you? Do you think life is, like, some kind of romantic comedy where the guy always gets the girl by randomly kissing her? What in the hell kind of gesture is that?" She crossed her arms and looked away.
Honestly, he didn't know what to say, so he was quiet.
"Well?" she asked, and he noticed a crack in her voice. She was sad.
"Mari…" he all but whispered. "I—no—I mean," he took in a deep breath, "Look," he sighed. "I kissed you because I like you. A lot. And, all I know is that I stay up thinking about you, and I can't ever get you off my mind! To me, it's pretty simple. Let's just… go on a date. I'll take off my mask and we'll go out on a date. Simple. Just like that."
"I can't know who you are!" she nearly hissed at him. Wasn't he suppose to be the cat here?
He waved his hands in a wide swing, "Why not? It wouldn't be the end of the world! I trust you, and you trust me. The only people who would know anything of value would be us. You and me. It's that simple!"
"But it isn't that simple," she said quietly as tears welled up in her eyes. "I wasn't suppose to like you," she mumbled and he barely heard her.
"What?" he asked airily.
She turned away from him. "Life isn't a movie, Chat. Things don't just 'work out,'" she said bitterly.
He stepped towards her, not daring to touch her. "Well why not? I just want to know why," he said.
"Because! I wasn't suppose to fall in love with you!" she yelled, turning towards him. Her hair whipped in her face, sticking to her tear-stained cheeks.
Did he hear her correctly? "Fall in love?" he echoed absentmindedly.
She was quick to try and cover her mistake. "I—no! Y-you know what I m-meant!" she said, avoiding eye contact.
"Can I hug you?" He asked.
"What?"
"Well, I can't kiss you, but I still want to be able to show you that I… love you too. So, can I hug you?" he clarified.
There was no verbal response. She only nodded and opened her arms. He walked into her embrace and folded into her. His chin fell in the crevice of her neck and his arms harnessed her close to him. He held her tightly to him, but nothing to make her feel suffocated.
"Why can't this be simple?" he asked, moving his head so that his forehead rested on her shoulder with his nose brushing her skin.
She sighed, "Chat, this is anything but simple."
"Why?"
She grabbed his face and placed gentle kisses on his lips.
"H-hey, that's my tactic," he said through the kisses. "You're… acting like a… romanic comedy," he continued to try and speak.
"Shh," she mumbled, going back to hugging him. "Okay," she suddenly said.
"…Okay what?"
"Okay, I'll tell you why it isn't simple," she said, stepping away from him.
He raised his eyebrows, "Will it make things simpler?"
"…Probably not."
He didn't say a word as a pinkish reddish light surrounded her. She was right. Things just got a bit complicated.
And by a bit, he meant a lot.
Please R&R! Thanks,
LovelySheree