
@Elder-God-Jacks347
She was in her own world, she wasn't listening to him. She simply put the letter back in the envelope, taping it shut with a light kiss.
She was in her own world, she wasn't listening to him. She simply put the letter back in the envelope, taping it shut with a light kiss.
"Okay then." Eyes flashing with anger, Draven stabbed his thumb with the loose wire, again and again.
She finally glanced over at him and the sight she saw was highly unexpected but also very much enjoyed. She bit back her laughter as she just looked at him. "What's up with you?"
He shrugged, not looking at her. “Nothing. Just bored,” he mumbled, jabbing it harder into his skin.
"You look like you're about to murder someone. You're definitely not okay." All of a sudden, it clicked and she smirked. "Are you jealous?"
“Of what?” It came out gruffest than he meant it to. “Why would I be jealous?”
"Because you don't like this mystery man that's wrote to me."
“Why wouldn’t I? I’ve never met him. He’s probably really cool.”
"You look like you want to murder someone, that's why."
“I always want to,” he dismissed. “Why do you think I burned those houses down?”
She smirked. "Then why is there jealousy in your eyes?"
He raised an eyebrow. “Good question. I don’t know.”
Then it clicked and her smirk only widened. "Are you seriously jealous of my brother? Oh my God that's great."
Draven scowled. “I’m not jealous!” It came out more forceful than he intended. But secretly, he was relieved.
"Then why are you so defensive?" She rested her hands on her hips, smirking slightly.
“What else would I be? Just say that I was jealous, which would be a lie?”
"You would not be this defensive if you weren't jealous. That's not how people work. You, sir, are completely and utterly jealous and you cannot change my mind on that."
“I could try,” he grumbled. He had most certainly been jealous, but he was too arrogant to admit it.
"Try me." She smirked. He was totally jealous. It was just a fact.
“Why would I be jealous of someone I just met?” Draven asked.
"Because you learned your new cellmate had a random gentleman writer and men are easily jealous."
“Seriously, I just met you today. Why would I be jealous of some dude who wrote to you?”
"Honey I might be dumb but I'm not deaf, I could hear the jealousy in your voice."
“There’s a tone for jealousy?” He asked, nonchalantly.
"Yes there is. Dumbass. Of course there is."
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