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Chapter 27: Popcorn Solves Everything. (Marron)
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I stared at him, arms limply by my sides, mouth half open, trying desperately to keep a lid on my temper. Blinking once, then twice, I continued to gape at him in disbelief as he shifted his feet uncomfortably, like a five year old who'd just been told off.
"Excuse me?" I managed. "Could you run that by me one more time, Trunks, because at the moment it's making the kind of sense that's not."
He was quiet for a minute, and I wondered whether he'd actually said such an absurd thing or whether I'd hallucinated it.
"It may not seem like it makes sense," he started. "but if you could see it from my point of view - "
"So explain." I interrupted crossly, and he narrowed his eyes for a second at being cut off.
"Kate understood me." He mumbled.
"Is that right?" I snarled. "Well she's the only one who does."
He scowled, looking every bit as pissed off as I felt.
"Why are you being like this?" he asked angrily. "It's not like I slept with her while I was with you!"
I wondered for a split second whether he really was that dense, before shaking my head, glaring daggers at him.
"And that makes it okay?"
"Well I don't see what your problem is."
"And that's why we're arguing."
His eyes flashed, and he ran a hand through his hair in frustration.
"What the hell's wrong with you? I only did it because I was depressed about you!"
"Oh, so it's my fault?"
"Yeah." He snapped. "It is."
"I cannot believe I'm hearing this." I growled, aware of the fact that our argument was attracting the attention of other cinema-goers but not caring one bit.
"Look," he sighed. "I used her, she used me, it didn't mean anything, the end. Okay?"
"Not okay." I told him.
"Well I can't do anything about it now." He looked furious, but I ignored him, getting angrier by the second.
"You shouldn't have done it in the first place!" I cried.
"Well I did." he spat, stepping closer. "And why do you care? It's not like you never did something like that."
"Not while I was with someone else." I muttered.
"You know the deal with the whole Aya thing."
We stared at each other for a few moments, Trunks' eyes pleading with me to believe him. Eventually I gave a sigh, lowering my eyes.
"How can I trust you to be faithful to me?" I said softly, defeated.
"Because I love you."
"You keep saying that."
He raised an eyebrow. "And you don't believe it?"
I was silent, and he lifted my chin with a finger.
"I do love you. I've done a lot of things I'm not proud of."
"I know." I mumbled.
"I'm sorry. I know I can be a grade A asshole. Blame the genes."
I rolled my eyes, still faintly irritated.
"It's not the genes, it's you."
"I didn't mean it when I said it was your fault."
I folded my arms, turning away.
"Marry me."
A corner of his mouth twitched, and I couldn't help but give him a faint smile.
"No."
He grinned. "Are we friends?"
My smile grew wider.
"Buy me a tub of popcorn and I'll think about it."
"It's a date."
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A/N: Y'know those unimaginative filler chapters that aren't worth the paper they're printed on...?
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Chapter 27: Popcorn Solves Everything. (Marron)
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I stared at him, arms limply by my sides, mouth half open, trying desperately to keep a lid on my temper. Blinking once, then twice, I continued to gape at him in disbelief as he shifted his feet uncomfortably, like a five year old who'd just been told off.
"Excuse me?" I managed. "Could you run that by me one more time, Trunks, because at the moment it's making the kind of sense that's not."
He was quiet for a minute, and I wondered whether he'd actually said such an absurd thing or whether I'd hallucinated it.
"It may not seem like it makes sense," he started. "but if you could see it from my point of view - "
"So explain." I interrupted crossly, and he narrowed his eyes for a second at being cut off.
"Kate understood me." He mumbled.
"Is that right?" I snarled. "Well she's the only one who does."
He scowled, looking every bit as pissed off as I felt.
"Why are you being like this?" he asked angrily. "It's not like I slept with her while I was with you!"
I wondered for a split second whether he really was that dense, before shaking my head, glaring daggers at him.
"And that makes it okay?"
"Well I don't see what your problem is."
"And that's why we're arguing."
His eyes flashed, and he ran a hand through his hair in frustration.
"What the hell's wrong with you? I only did it because I was depressed about you!"
"Oh, so it's my fault?"
"Yeah." He snapped. "It is."
"I cannot believe I'm hearing this." I growled, aware of the fact that our argument was attracting the attention of other cinema-goers but not caring one bit.
"Look," he sighed. "I used her, she used me, it didn't mean anything, the end. Okay?"
"Not okay." I told him.
"Well I can't do anything about it now." He looked furious, but I ignored him, getting angrier by the second.
"You shouldn't have done it in the first place!" I cried.
"Well I did." he spat, stepping closer. "And why do you care? It's not like you never did something like that."
"Not while I was with someone else." I muttered.
"You know the deal with the whole Aya thing."
We stared at each other for a few moments, Trunks' eyes pleading with me to believe him. Eventually I gave a sigh, lowering my eyes.
"How can I trust you to be faithful to me?" I said softly, defeated.
"Because I love you."
"You keep saying that."
He raised an eyebrow. "And you don't believe it?"
I was silent, and he lifted my chin with a finger.
"I do love you. I've done a lot of things I'm not proud of."
"I know." I mumbled.
"I'm sorry. I know I can be a grade A asshole. Blame the genes."
I rolled my eyes, still faintly irritated.
"It's not the genes, it's you."
"I didn't mean it when I said it was your fault."
I folded my arms, turning away.
"Marry me."
A corner of his mouth twitched, and I couldn't help but give him a faint smile.
"No."
He grinned. "Are we friends?"
My smile grew wider.
"Buy me a tub of popcorn and I'll think about it."
"It's a date."
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A/N: Y'know those unimaginative filler chapters that aren't worth the paper they're printed on...?