Choose your character! (1/1)

Rodya nods, “I know. . . But I can protect myself. I just. . . Wanted to see you before I get married and go back home.”

Chrys pauses, then looks down and nods. “Th-thank you…I’m sorry…” he now looked like a kicked puppy, avoiding all eye contact.

Rodya sighs, leaning into the door frame, “I don’t want to get married, you know that.”

Chrys nods, “I know.” He clears his throat, then looks up. “I’m sorry.”

Rodya looks at him, “For what. . ? It’s not your fault my father’;s marrying me off like cattle.”

Chrys makes a frustrated noise, then sighs.

Rodya watches him, sighing softly, “What. . ?”

Chrys shakes his head, “Well…anyways…um…what would you like to do while you’re here?”

“No, don’t change the subject, what is it?” He asks, looking concerned.

Chrys sighs, “Please…I don’t need to me in my head right now…”

Today sighs, “Well, you’re in my fucking head and won’t leave it, so suffer with me.”

(He just said WHAT?)

Chrys blinks, staring at him.

Today looks back at him.

Chrys clears his throat.

Roda sighs, stepping back, “I-I-. . .”

Chrys looks at him, then laughs slightly.

He shakes his head, clearing his throat.

Chrys sighs, “I don’t think I can anymore…but if I could…I’d probably be red faced right now…”

Rodya laughs softly, “W-Well. . .”

Chrys grins, then shifts slightly.

Rodya looks at him, biting his lower lip.

Chrys sighs, “Look…I don’t really know what to say…or do…but I just want to say that you’ve been doing the same thing to me. Staying in my mind.”

Rodya blushes slightly, rubbing the back of his neck.

Chrys smiles warmly, then sighs.

Rodya sighs, “I-I should. . . Probably get back. . .”

Chrys bites his lip, then nods. “I guess…” He mutters. “Is…there anything I can do to help you?”

Rodya sighs, “Do you not want me to go? I’ll stay, if you want. . . I just wanted to see you. I don’t want to make things harder for you. I just. . . Want to help. . .”

Chrys sighs. “I kinda do want you to stay…I wanna keep you from suffering…but…I could make things worse…”

Rodya stays still, even though he wanted to move closer to Chrys, “I’ll stay then.”

Chrys blinks. “But- the- your-“