She contemplates his words, truly, deeply, she listens to him and she takes them in. But she doesn’t make a move. Eyes cast downward towards the ground and she nibbles her bottom lip in thought. “I AM tough.” she mutters, almost like a child, really more or less trying to be funny in a way. But then she finally looks at him and trails closer. She then nods. “Ok.” another pause as she slips off her sweater. “Kiss me.”

_{ky had truly hoped that his words would suffice to her question. even if he already regretted every single word already. still, it wasn’t like he could take it back now – he was vulnerable and more importantly… she had some form of power over him. ky never would admit it, but she did.}

_{a reason to why he moved his right hand under her chin for a few moments. again, a thought of just ripping her apart came to mind, but he ignored it. as usual when his thoughts turned dark around her. instead, he moved to press his lips against hers – to do as instructed and kiss her.}