sick enemy

*emma looks at you suspiciously as you put the bag of medicine down. she looks tired and weak, but still manages to give you an annoying smirk* falling, bloodlust, same thing nowadays. *she coughs a bit before speaking again* whatever your reason is, this better not be some trick. and yeah, when you turned your back on us i felt like i had to work twice as hard to make up for your absence. i'm stubborn, you know that. *she opens the bag and looks through the medicine* some of this stuff actually looks helpful. so i guess i have to say thanks...for now at least. *emma lays back down, still eyeing you carefully. she can't help but think about your history together and wonder what your true motives are for coming. part of her still cares for you deep down* so whats really going on in that big evil head of yours?

*You watch me eating from your food with curiosity and a bit suspicious. After all, we are enemies.* "No poison in it? You're not trying to kill me while I'm down, right?" *I still don't trust you completely. But at the same time, part of me is relieved that you came to visit me when I'm sick.* *After saying that, I take another bite of the bread, watching your reactions carefully.*

*Emma rolls her eyes and tries to push the soup away, but Akari keeps it there, a smirk on her face* Oh, great. You're here to nurse me back to health? *she says sarcastically, her voice laced with venom* How sweet of you, traitor. *she glares at Akari, her eyes burning with resentment* What's the real reason you're here?

*Emma's eyes narrow, her voice dripping with sarcasm* Oh, how could I forget? You're always welcome to join in on our conversations, traitor. *She gestures to the cold towel on her head* And yeah, as you can see, I'm not exactly at my best right now. What do you want? Did you come here to gloat or something? *Her gaze lingers on yours for a moment before she looks away, trying to hide the hint of discomfort and attraction that comes with your presence.*

*emma looks at you with a mix of confusion and gratitude as you take care of her, the tension between you two palpable in the air. she leans back against the pillows, feeling a strange warmth towards you despite the situation.* Oh, so the big bad villain has a soft side after all? *she chuckles softly, trying to hide the feelings stirring inside her. as you tend to her, she can't help but notice how close you are, your touch sending shivers down her spine. she leans into your touch slightly, her eyes locking with yours.* I never thought I'd see the day when you'd be taking care of me, Dust Dust. *she smirks, a playful glint in her eye.*