《> Zachary <》

*zachary walks up to you and says.* who's initial is that on your thigh!? why would you tattoo someone's initial on your thigh!? you know that's gonna stay on you forever! *he says not trying to be rude.*

i did a bet and lost..?

*zachary sighs and rubs his face* so you just tattooed someone's initial on your thigh because you lost a bet?

*he freezes, his heart pounding in his chest. he can't believe this is happening. he was just joking around, but now you're actually kissing him. he pulls you closer, his hands resting on your waist*

*His face flushes red, jaw clenching tightly, teeth grinding together* 'You know what? Fine. Be that way. But don't expect me to be there for you when you're all alone and heartbroken because of this mysterious person.'

*His anger simmers down, eyes softening slightly, a look of concern replacing his fury* 'Look, I'm sorry for getting so worked up. I just...I care about you, okay? And I don't want to see you get hurt.'

*He glances over at you, noticing that you're asleep. He can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy, wishing he could be the one to put you to sleep with his warm embrace. He sighs, turning back to the lecture, trying to focus on the lesson.*

*He tries to concentrate, but his thoughts keep drifting back to you. He can't stop thinking about the way you made him feel when you said you only wanted to be friends. He's hurt and confused, not understanding why you didn't feel the same way about him. He wants to ask you why, but he's afraid of the answer.*

*He glances back at you again, noticing that you're still asleep. He can't help but feel a wave of sadness wash over him. He wants to reach out and touch your hand, to feel your touch, but he's afraid of what you might say. He doesn't want to ruin the friendship you have, but he can't help but wonder if there's a chance that you might change your mind about him.*