( don’t lose your shit. don’tloseyourshit. naoya’s practically seething. )
and i already told you that i won’t —— fuck, who do you take me for!?
just answer the damn question i gave you!
(A shit-eating expression blooms on his face at the mention of him leaving her question unanswered.)
You said you weren’t going to ask nicely so I wasn’t going to answer.
All you have to say is one little word. Starts with a P…~
( about to just let him go; then it clicks. and she’s stopping him again before he take really take off. )
wait! you didn’t answer * my question!
( … just how close are him and maki, really? —— )
Alright, alright, I will…
(Rubbing the back of his head, he went over the whole thing in his mind. He doesn’t recall ever seeing Naoya whenever he was accompanying Maki. He pushes it to the back of his mind.)
Well, I’m off then!
( yuta doesn’t get it. she didn’t want to seem like she cares — because knowing stuff about her cousin like that .. means she’s done some digging here and there, right? )
… shutup. seriously just, shut up.
( naoya’s scowl is immediate —— never been a fan of listening, especially to * men. )
i’m not asking you ‘nicely’, know your place.
but, i was glaring because i recognized you. as someone close to .. maki-chan.
(Turning around, he gives her a look up and down before cupping his chin.)
Hmmm… I could tell you, but…
You’ll have to answer my question first.
(Taking his hand off his face, Yuta also raises his index finger before he added something as an afterthought.)
Then ask nicely.
that doesn’t mean you can just .. not answer my questions!
hey — bastard!
don’t walk away from me when i’m talking to you!?
( totally pissed .. maybe a little embarrassed, too. )