#nevaramon

Footsteps from behind her caught her attention though she didn’t turn to look at whoever it was. “I will return in a minute. Can’t a girl go for a walk without hearing about duty?” Perhaps she was a bit harsh but she assumed it was her father or some help attempting to bring her back. 

                         “Ugh, I do want chili fries.” And the fact that he could use this to guilt-trip her into buying was also oddly tempting. “Okay! Okay, let’s just get this over with.” He shook his hands as if trying to pluck up the courage to step up and put an end to that dare once and for all. He had already been flirting with the guy under her command, it was just a matter of letting him know they were taking off and bid adieu in a rather adventurous manner. And that was exactly what he did before cupping the back of his neck, pulling him down for a quick yet firm chaste kiss on the lips that he refused to let linger. “Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go...” He muttered to Neva as he tugged at her wrist, not necessarily planning on turning back to witness the other’s reaction. 

                         The detective’s eyebrows rose in surprise when he saw her strolling into the station. “Hey!” he decided to greet her, hence informing her she might not be able to find what—or more specifically, who she was looking for. “If you’re looking for your boyfriend, you just missed ‘im.” His attention returned to the file he had been flicking through when he sighted her. “Pretty sure he was heading for S.T.A.R. Labs.”

“I remember it, so it still counts. And you weren’t old enough to remember seeing that in theatres. It was traumatizing. Dante and I cried for days.”

                ‘ i’m just... surprised, i guess, ’ the corner of his mouth quirks up in what could be a smile, but it doesn’t last for long enough. he can’t look her in the eyes— head POUNDING with his mistakes, his GUILT. ‘ with everything’s that’s happened; flashpoint, savitar. it’s all because of ME. i wouldn’t have blamed you for leaving. ’

“Wha—? I am not the... biggest —” A moment’s pause to consider his words. His actions. He huffs out a breath in frustration. “I would rather be an ASSHOLE and stay alive than get killed trying to rescue someone who doesn’t want to be SAVED.”

“So... I might have done something kind of stupid and I need your help with planning things now.” He didn’t even bother saying hello, just flopped down into a chair next to his sister with a sigh.