[He'd tried to not think of her throughout the night. If he let her name through his head too much, he'd give himself away and she'd say what she said. For him. A few minutes ago, he hadn't wanted her to make him feel better.
Then, she'd done something he hadn't expected her to. Nero hadn't known what to think of it other than that it was something heavy. It was something that made him want to wrap his arms around her, except for the fact that she'd already done that for him. He draped his hands on Illyana's, loosing a sigh that betrayed his furious mood. Instead, he'd leaned against her and shut his eyes, running out of anger little by little.]
Sorry for not texting you. [He'd already forgotten about the melted plastic brick he'd thrown in his toolbox.]
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Then, she'd done something he hadn't expected her to. Nero hadn't known what to think of it other than that it was something heavy. It was something that made him want to wrap his arms around her, except for the fact that she'd already done that for him. He draped his hands on Illyana's, loosing a sigh that betrayed his furious mood. Instead, he'd leaned against her and shut his eyes, running out of anger little by little.]
Sorry for not texting you. [He'd already forgotten about the melted plastic brick he'd thrown in his toolbox.]