Roy
His facial expression darkened and his lips turned into a thin line almost immediately.
"Don't call me that." He snapped and once upon a time, I'd have worried that I had crossed a line, but now now that I knew the actual reason why he hated being called this.
"Why not?" I hummed out and his frown deepened as he blinked up at me. He lifted his hands as if to shove me away but decided against it at the last moment on realizing that he'd have to touch my chest for that.
"Leave, Roy. Go to your room." He breathed out slowly and I rolled my eyes before scoffing, and then I stepped closer to him till the gap between us was very small.
"I don't want to and I don't think you want me to either." I pointed out, brows arched and he blinked once before bristling.
"I want you gone. There, I just repeated it right now." I hurled at me and I scoffed before rolling my eyes again.
