"Kyran, please."
He said nothing, but I could hear his slightly ragged breathing. I could tell he was angry and hurt, and I knew I was the reason. But I still was one of his weakest points, and I was going to just use that.
I pushed myself closer to him, and pushed my arm under his, tightening my grip on his waist. He didn't budge or even acknowledge I was there. I knew It would be hard, but I guessed I would have to just try even harder.
"Kyran..." I said softly and I saw him visibly react, his hair standing on end. "Kyran..." I said again, moving closer to his ear. I freed my hand from under his, then pushed my fingers gently into his hair.
I felt him soften a little, and I pushed further. "I am sorry," I said , placing a small kiss on his neck.
