Reo blinks, taking a step back, “N-No. . .I don’t.” He shakes his head, looking away. It wasn’t that Darius’ threat scared him exactly. Well, maybe it was. Reo was not one for pain of any kind. He tended to avoid it as much as possible, though with Darius. . . It could be hit or miss.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean. . .” Of course he meant it, but he wasn’t going to tell Darius that. He looks down at the floor, tucking his hands behind his back and rocking back on his heels slightly. “Yeah, I will. . .”
Reo looked mildly offended and he scowls at Darius, but doesn’t say anything.
(am back? questionably? anyways, i'll try to keep up but won't be too quick (as I think I said last time) but I'll be around a bit more)
Seeing Reo back up gave Darius a sort of satisfaction, maybe like he had won? Though, that description didn't feel right, it was something more. He felt superior and that was a feeling he enjoyed a lot, something he was quite addicted to but would never admit out loud.
Darius had been with Reo long enough to know when he was lying, but for some odd reason, he didn't say anything this time about his behavior as if deeming that he had already said enough.
However, at even the hint of a scowl Darius tilts his head to the side as if saying "really?".
In one swift move, Darius is basically on Reo, grabbing his face and squishing it a bit harshly, there being no hint of him being angry, just a coldness in his eyes.
"Don't." He says, his voice even and deep. Darius did not like it when others were passive-aggressive or even silent in their anger. If you were going to say something, you did so with your full chest- made your intentions clear. Sure he would still rip Reo a new one if he ever did, but the fact that maybe if he could do that much, it would register as respect in Darius' eyes, if only a little. But as things were, Reo wasn't seen as much.
After a beat longer he released Reo, now stepping past him to go to his room.
"Don't bother cooking for me from now on, I'll figure my own shit out" He said, annoyed about how all of this had started. Every little thing pissing him off but not being able to understand why he was always so angry.
(That’s fine. No worries or rush!)
(I had a whole good reply done. . . Then I closed the tab. . . T.T)
Reo was slightly confused wen Darius didn’t call him out for the lying but he doesn’t say anything about it. Normally, the man would do something like yell or scold him for lying, though this time he stayed strangely quiet. Reo watches him quiet, the scowl still on his face.
He wasn’t expecting Darius to move foreword and grab his face. He lets out a soft squeak, a quiet, cute noise. He instinctively tries to take a step back, but even if Darius wasn’t holding his face, he had nowhere to go, backed up against the counter.
At Darius’s word, Reo’s scowl deepens slightly before he forces it to face from his face, though his eyes still hold the glare. After Darius lets go of his face and starts to walk away, Reo turns to face him and the words are out of his mouth before he can control himself. “If you don’t want me doing things you don’t like, then don’t do things I don’t like. Like grab my face.”
Small bruises were already forming under his skin, small dots that would slowly get bigger. He places his hands on his hips, staring at Darius’s back.
(noooo D: and fuk i love Reo so much !! he's so jhsbfjd)
Darius pauses at the words, some part of him knowing that this was a truth. He knew better than to do something someone didn't like, but he just didn't want to. Or well, didn't care enough.
"You agreed to this when we started dating" There was a bite in his tone as if his logic made everything justifiable. "If you don't like it, then evict me." He said sharply, knowing that Reo wouldn't- he had said so himself. He scoffed at the thought.
"You can't even do that so stop complaining." Darius had started dating Reo not because he had wanted to be with the guy, but because he brought things to the table Darius could only dream of getting on his own.
At this point, he wasn't even sure what he felt for the guy. Disgust? Anger? Some twisted type of love? Though, the word love seemed like a bit much for him. He wasn't sure he was capable of that.
With that, there was a loud slam! that came from down the hall, having thrown the door closed so hard it basically made the wall next to it reverberate a bit.
(also, would we want to do a time skip?)
(Yeah, how long were you thinking?)
(hmmm, maybe a week after this interaction? things just getting progressively worse so your boi decides to do something about it? putting his plan into motion to have Darius actually start to be interested in him)
(Okay, so how would Reo go about that?Because he's already doing what he can think of. Still cooking for him and doing things for him)
(you know, Darius may not show it, but on some level he does like Reo, even if it's only a little. Reo's kind of been a sort of stability for him for a while now, so if Reo started seeing other people… :)) might make him panic a little, also Reo doesn't have to actually start seeing people if you don't want him to, just like pretending he is- maybe sit Darius down and be like "I want an open relationship" kind of thing- I guess playing on the thought that Darius might actually lose the one good thing in his life)
(Reo wouldn't do something that mean, but he might start staying out later, making new friends and missing meals. Like,coming back too late to cook and stuff- Kinda like your Idea, Reo's slipping from his control. But not out of character for Reo, cause he's pretty loyal- like a puppy-)
(yeahhh, i thought so which is why I was like "mmm only if you want to tho" lmaoo cause he doesn't really seem like the type but that honestly works the same i believe! like just kind of pulling away from Darius altogether :))
(Okay, I'll have my reply up in a few)
Over the last week or so, Reo had decided he would try to spend more time with his friends. He hadn't realized it at first, but being with Darius had pulled him and his friends apart. So he'd been going out for luncheons and dinners. He'd missed cookoing for Darius a few times, and he'd always get dropped off by a group of friends after a carpool.
He was coming home even later tonight, it was almost 11 in the evening. He got out of his friends car, laughing, "See you guys Monday!" He pulls his keys from his pocket and walks to the front door, unlocking it and walking inside. Their apartment was on the bottom floor, and sometimes, it drove Reo nuts to hear people walking above him. He looks around slightly at the darkened apartment and moves to the kitchen, grabbing a snack bar and biting into it thoughtfully.
(I wasbored, so I went scrolling through the Pinterest page for Darius, and came across this one: "I get unbelievably affectionate when I'm half asleep." I was sitting there for a moment thinking, 'omg, that would be insanely adorable-')
(haha duuude, i was also thinking of having a scene like that based on that one pin- I think it would be sweet :)
During the times that he and Reo spent apart, it was becoming more and more apparent to Darius that he was feeling awfully….lonely. Not that this was the first time he had felt that way, in fact, it had been a permanent state for him, but being with Reo kind of took that away…if only for the short time they had "lasted"- not that they had broken up or anything, but Reo never stuck around anymore.
Maybe it irked Darius, maybe made him jealous that he wasn't getting as much attention as he was before but there was an acknowledgment there that the way he was feeling was because of Reo and he saw that as a bad thing. Pinning the blame on the guy once again instead of thinking things through and coming to the conclusion that Oh, maybe I shouldn't have been an asshole to the one guy who tolerates my existence.
But Darius was Darius and just like whenever he had any problem, he turned to drinking. It seemed to run in the Satori family to avoid whatever it was that was bothering them by finding things that would take their "pain" away.
So when Reo came home late, Darius had been sitting in the kitchen in the dark- beer in his hand, silent so that when Reo went to get his snack, he was unaware of the fact that Darius was there too.
"Have fun?" Came Darius' voice, though it didn't sound like much of anything- no hint of jealousy even though he was drowning in it, no anger, not even sounding like a threat which was how his tone usually came off as.
He waited for a moment for Reo to answer, taking a swig of the drink. Darius seemed awfully calm for someone who was drunk to all hell.
(Yeah, it would be incredibly adorable. And confuse the hell outta Reo. Though he would start not letting Darius have coffee first thing in the morning. 👀)
(XDD omggg Darius would not know what is going on with Reo trying to keep him away from his coffee-)
(Lol, Reo would just be like- nuuu- no coffee for you Proceeds to throw out coffee Not really though-)
Reo sighs softly, navigating himself through the dark as he reaches for a snack. He kept a small bin stashed with snack bars on the counter, as well as a bowl with fresh fruit. He reached for an apple, and at the sound of Darius’s voice, he jumped, his hip slamming into the counter, “Shit! fucking hell, Darius!” He snaps, pressing his hand to his hip. The apple was now discarded onto the floor.
He turns, facing Darius ad then reaches over to the light switch, flipping on the lights. “Jesus, you know not to do stuff like that. I don’t feel like taking a trip to the hospital tonight.” He says, his voice calm and soft again after the outburst.
He lightly presses his fingers into his hip, wincing and hissing at the tenderness there. “It was fine, I guess. Kinda boring to be honest. It was just some stupid movie night. The movie was boring.” He bends, wincing again and pick the apple up. It was still edible besides a small bruise on the side. He limps to the sink, pealing the small sticker off and washing the apple.
”Are you having fun drinking you life away?”
(lmfaooo Darius would quite literally be like "DD:<")
