He watches her with his breath hitched, where she refuses to meet his eyes as she releases a huff.
"What," He laughs nervously, his heart pounding on his chest as he prays what he hears is wrong. "Are you talking about?"
Wrong move, he thinks as her eyes flashes at him, and he takes a step back.
"You heard me," She breathes, a gust of wind releases between clenched teeth. "And I'm not repeating myself again."
He has never seen her so livid in his life, as if this angers her beyond belief, that she blames herself to even come to him.
He licks his dry lips.
"You love me," He repeats her words with a thick tongue, how it feels foreign to be said between them.
There's a bark of bitter laughter after that, a shake of her head as she looks away.
"Yeah," She smirks, but there's sadness in those eyes he learns to admire for the longest time, and it makes him feel guilty at the sight of it. "I do."
He doesn't know how to handle this, and so he stands there watching her. She sighs, shaking her head at him that he sees the disappointment.
And he panics.
"Come on, Hercules," She mumbles. "Are you that blind?"
No.
He isn't.
He takes a deep breath.
"You're not blind too."
She smiles.
"No."
He shakes his head, a smirk present. "So you know."
She rolls her eyes. "You're really transparent, Kim, I wouldn't do this if I didn't know."
He laughs, taking a step forward towards her.
"Of course not."
She smiles.
"Good."