#<----- barely. u gotta read thro the lines to catch it

[visionkept]

tomoya, if you don’t leave me be for one night I am going to turn into a human bruise.

They don't say a word, rather they let their silence speak for themselves. In their features intermixes shame and guilt to form what would be compared to the look of a scolded dog. A view all so foreign to the ronin, deprived from the pride and confidence they previously held at the start. A drastic change from beginning to end. ( The CLARITY that comes afterwards might have cleared up their numbed mind ).

The context they are in is far from the usual, well, for Tem it might have been. Perhaps they had outdone themselves this time. The mess they leave behind goes far from just a couple of dirty sheets and thrown pillows - her body is PROOF of that.

❝ Oh. ❞ A nervous laugh shakes in the back of their throat. By the ronin's side she lies; tired, hopefully satisfied, and bitter from their continuous advances. Throughout her words they see a pout, an indicator of her current mood. ❝ Too much ? ❞ The nerve of this guy to EVEN ask. ❝ You do deserve a break. ❞ The arm around her waist moves to take her hand, they know how WEAK she is for their touch and in such instance, the blonde will use it to their favor. ❝ C'mon pretty, don't look at me like that . . . ❞ They know that a hit might come, a punch at best if she has strength left.

Kisses travel down from her palm to each of her fingers, some are left dancing on the tips as last measure. A grateful mutt thanking their owner. ❝ You took it so well, blondie. ❞ And for that, they'll behave. . . TEMPORARILY. ( After all this month is almost over ).