I... L O V E Y O U? (1x1 Adonis x Medve. Adve)

[puddssoul]

Adonis snorted softly in disbelief. He'd known Medve long enough to be able to see through her charades when she pretended nothing was wrong. This girl pretended to have a coat of steel armor on constantly, but he knew she was battered just like anyone else by words... or punches, or claws. "Seriously, Medve," He said, leaning a little closer, his paws on the table now as he stared into her eyes like he could search out the answer from her very soul, "What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything -- I won't judge you."

[petrify]

Medve -
Medve sighed, looking at her phone as it started to ring again. Audrey. She rolled her eyes, looking at Adonis, into his blue eyes. She gazed at them for a moment before she looked down at her paws. "Nothing I can't handle, Adonis, don't worry about it," she said, shaking her head as she took a sip of her capuchino. She then lifted her sleeve, putting it back down, looking at her phone.

[puddssoul]

Adonis considered her answer for a moment, quietly taking another sip of his drink before nodding slowly. "Okay. But you know if things get out of hand, I'm always on your side in a battle, right?" He added, setting his cup back down onto the table as he looked at her. She was constantly improving from the girl he had first met -- her face an emotionless mask, eyes dull, uncaring -- but sometimes he felt like she was still hiding. Almost like she was afraid of him or something, and although he did have the power of destruction, that didn't make him a monster. As much as he hated to admit it, it stung a little when she wouldn't let him in on things. Like he'd ruin it or something. Still, the improvement was something, and so he rolled with it and didn't let her see that it bothered him, hiding it behind a small smile.

[petrify]

Medve sighed softly, reliefed that Adonis didn't see the scars on her arms from where Audrey scratched and hit her so hard. Medve was just lucky Audrey didn't hit her in the face. "Yeah, I know," she said, blinking a few times.

[puddssoul]

Adonis' expression softened a little as he looked at her, and suddenly an idea popped into his head. "Wanna go for a walk? It's pretty decent outside today... at least for 'spring'." He said a little jokingly, glancing at the small piles of snow that still lie melting on the edges of the sidewalk. But the grass was reappearing, taking over the landscape, and the trees were gaining leaves. There were even a few hints of blooming flowers appearing where they had been the years before. He took a last sip of his coffee, then tossed the paper cup into the trash, grinning as he got it on the first throw.

[petrify]

Medve nodded, "Sure," she said. She threw her cup away, grabbing her phone. She looked outside. She really wasn't a spring person. She really liked fall, though. "Well, let's go," she said. Her phone started to ring. Audrey. She rolled her eyes, putting her phone in her pocket, her sweater pocket. She would never take it off for anybody. Unsecure? Yes. Because of Audrey and her comments? Yes.

[puddssoul]

Adonis glanced at her as she tucked her phone into her pocket. "Why don't you put it on vibrate? I think it's going to make you deaf, with all that ringing." He commented as calmly as possible. He really wanted to grab the phone and see who was calling her over and over, but he knew that was rude, and besides, he trusted Medve. So he walked to the door and held it open for her, doing a little bow like a gentleman as he grinned a bit teasingly at her. Like old times.

[petrify]

Medve smiled a bit, "Thanks," she said, walking outside, then turning her phone on vibrate. "I'm no purple jewel, but I bet you're wondering who is calling me, aren't you?" She asked, "Well, it's Audrey," she said like it was usual thing that Medve's bully was calling her every minute.

[puddssoul]

Adonis arched one eyebrow at her, trying not to look surprised. "I thought you two didn't get along," He said, carefully choosing his words so he wouldn't upset her. In fact, the last time he remembered the two of them anywhere near each other, it had been a full-out brawl with Aubrey nearly falling through the cement that Medve split apart like it was nothing.

[petrify]

Medve looked over at him, beginning to walk. "We don't get along..." She replied. Now how was she going to explain why Audrey was calling her? Medve didn't really trust anybody, and all the time Adonis and Skippy tried to make her not be emotionless, washed away now.