#{head butts her and uno reverses her ghfg}

[timelostcarrion]

[ STUBBORN ]:     thoroughly exasperated by the receiver’s stubbornness, the sender exasperatedly, but fondly, pulls them in for a good old forehead touch. - Alto

Stubborn was always her thing, between good and it's negatives... Right now, it was probably tiresome to deal with her; she thought so right now even. It wasn't intentional though, from the bottom of her heart - it was only fear of herself. It had been quite awhile her body acted up to it's known sick out bursts, since the doppelganger was removed. And her trigger response was to put as much distance between someone, and herself incase it took a turn for the worse. Much like it had before in the past. It was just a habit response, especially the fear of accidentally harming one she loves for her flaws - ones she had no control of. She forgot it was a thing, until her brain woke from it's sleeper state of action. It made her emotions frantic and not something common from her.

And that’s exactly what she was doing, huddled off in the restroom a good majority - the mess was long cleaned, but internally she felt like a mess and her breaths weren’t as clear as it seemed. It was probably the bigger red flag by sound, subtle black remnants were smeared into clothes; hardly able to explain. Not even she knew what it was to this day. Her actions weren’t done out of distrust, or fear of him though. Of course she trusted him with her whole heart, but not what could happen. But thing it... Mere caution, if it were to happen, it would’ve done so already. If anything she probably looked like a fool.

“Ju--s-t keep... you-re d-distance, pl... p-please- I-don’t know--what it-it is,” Shaken up breaths were more scared of accidentally putting Alto in harms reach, but at the very same time was a defensive hand up to make sure there was only arms reach. But stagnantly put at a stand still since neither were relenting, She knew Alto had seen more than enough oddities - things worse than this mess. Of course he’d probably be far from giving a damn, especially when he chose to make a move than heed whatever distance was left, but that was the time she hadn’t resisted when the grab for her arm was taken. Out of her spot she went in a small stagger, but not met with any form of heavy impact from her flinched gaze. Be it the grasp might’ve been tough but it was all a necessity to move her, where her frame was met more a closure of warmth. The slight tickle of it from breath where her forehead rested against his prompted her to peek at him with one eye, meeting what of an emerald gaze when she slacked better. Resting most of her heavy head against his now where things seemed to start relaxing.

“I-I’m sorry for being a p...pain in the ass...” Arms moved when they found themselves to, even under the lessening pressure - where hands clasped onto his top, now before moving to cling to his frame. But not without an apologetic nestle of her nose against his without disturbing their closure. “Thank you...” Though she already detected his exasperation, she knew there was nothing but fondness despite her brief uncooperativeness and there she rested, comfortably soaking up his aura even if he were still agitated. The one thing she had no interest in, was running away from her partners affections.

#mnemosys #{head butts her and uno reverses her ghfg} #{havent had stubborn jojo in ages puts down} #{havent forgotten about her yucky disgusting ffhg} #{that got long leaves}