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Chad should not be thinking of how Ryan Adebayo had held him down, muscles rippling as he wrestled him to the floor. The asshole had nearly broken his nose! Had gotten blood all over his shirt!
Chad should be furious, should be plotting some way to humiliate him or to make him a house pet once again. He should be doing literally anything other than sulking about how Ryan had turned him down.
“Chad.” A finger poked his cheek and Chad grumbled in protest, turning away before a hand grabbed his face and forced it back. Reluctantly he opened his eyes to be met with Runa’s unimpressed face inches from his own.
“Go away.” He whined, flopping his arm over his eyes as he pressed himself further into the pillow.
“You’re in my room.” She replied exasperatedly, pinching and pushing until he wriggled over so she could clamber in next to him. “Sulking. Again. After I’ve told you to stop. And after I took your key, how did you get in here!”
Chad just groaned. Ignoring her, he blindly reached up to grab one of the pillows and slammed it over his face. He could feel Runa startle beside him as he screamed, but refused to let go even as she attempted to wrestle it off of him.
“Chad… why?” She sighed, managing to pull the pillow down so that their eyes met and she could ensure Chad was met with the full force of her irritation. “Just why?”
“He nearly broke my nose.” Chad stated, staring up at the ceiling. “He got blood on my favourite shirt and yet all I can think of is how he turned me down.”
“…What? Are you talking about Ryan?” Runa said incredulously, staring at him in confusion. “The boy who follows Yumeko around like a lost puppy?”
Chad nodded miserably.
“Oh you’re so fucked.” Runa laughed, unable to hide her amusement at his predicament. “Not only because there’s no way he’s got eyes for anyone else other than Yumeko, but also because if the others find out about this they will never let you live it down.”
“I know.” He whined, turning to her and giving her his most pitiful stare. “Runa, help. What do I do?”
The onesie clad girl shrugged, reaching into one of her pockets and pulling out a fresh sucker. They were both quiet as she unwrapped it, Runa deep in thought as Chad gazed up at her almost pleadingly.
“I mean-“ She started haltingly, pulling her sucker out and pointing it at him almost daringly. “You could just tell him?”
Chad stared at her for a brief moment, brow furrowing as he considered her proposal. Opening his mouth, he closed it again, reconsidered and then opened it once more.
“That is the worst fucking idea.” He said flatly, turning a disbelieving look upon her. “There’s no fucking way he says yes and then I look like a fool. No thank you.”
“So you’re just going to hide away in my room and sulk about it?” Runa raised a single eyebrow, judgment written all over her face. “Because that’s so much better?”
“Yep.” Chad exclaimed, tugging the pillow out of her grip and hugging it tightly. “Let me know when the next council meeting is will you?”
Runa groaned but Chad had already rolled over, content to ignore her. Now if only his brain would be content to ignore Ryan and the way his hands had felt around Chads waist when he had wrestled them to the floor…