Azriel lowered the biscuit he was about to munch on and stood from where he crouched before the cupboard to find Nesta standing next to him, hands on hips and face revealing nothing.
“Oh, hello Nesta, umm… sorry what?” He asked carefully.
“What are your intentions with Elain? You two seem to be getting rather close and I want to be sure she won’t get hurt.” She stated very matter-of-factly.
Azriel let what she said sink in before responding. “Don’t you think it’s up to Elain where the relationships in her life go?”
“She’s been hurt before.” She said bluntly.
“And it wrecked her.”
“I know. But she recovered from that. She’s stronger than you give her credit for.” He eyed her warily.
“I know,” her eyes softened and cast downwards before she took a breath and faced him again. “I just regret not stepping in sooner with Greyson. I don’t want to make the same mistake again, so I’m asking you what your intentions are.”
This softened Azriel enough to answer her. “I will be whatever Elain needs me to be. I like her… very much. But if she just wants a friend, I will be that, for her. I would never hurt her intentionally, I can promise you that.”
This drew a minuscule smile to Nesta’s lips, “thank you” she uttered before she nodded and turned to leave. Just as she reached the door Azriel spoke up again.
“what are your intentions with Cassian?” He asked with a mischievous smile.
Nest turned to look at him with raised brows before finally letting out a proper smirk of her own “Now those are certainly not as pure as yours.”
Azriel only snorted as she left him to rummage through the cupboard for more biscuits.
summary: he always had a cold personality and kept you at a distance
a/n: When you get to the 2nd hospital scene, just insert some random guy’s name idk I was too lazy to actually make one up. Btw I’ve never had a concussion and I don’t know much about hospitals yet, despite being a nursing major (pretty sure South Korea is different from America too). Disclaimer just in case I get some stuff incorrect. Let me know if you want a part two!!
Min Yoongi had always acted cold towards you.
The members tried to justify his behavior, that he was cold to everybody and on the inside, he cared for them all deeply. But it never really seemed that way to you.
You were just an outsider, anyway. That’s what he had called you when you had started to hang out with the boys a lot. An outsider. You tried not to think too much about it. All you did was ignore his presence once you realized he didn’t want to be friends with you.
You didn’t talk to him. He didn’t talk to you.
You sat against the fence of the basketball court, watching the members play basketball with one another. You were okay at basketball, but you weren’t amazing like the other boys were at it, so that’s why you were sat off to the side.
Yoongi had sat down as well, tired from playing so much. It was his favorite sport after all, so of course he went all out for it. You glanced over to him, noticing the far distance between the two of you. He was drinking a bottle of water, sweat dripping down the side of his face.
You looked away soon, trying not to get swayed by his attractiveness. You had a crush on him, but you knew that you had no chance by the way he treated you so coldly. Even the members themselves told you that he wasn’t ever going to date anyone. They said something about him not wanting to get intimate or share his emotions with someone else.
It was pretty obvious that he didn’t even like you anyway.
Okay, so maybe you shouldn’t have left the game early. Maybe you shouldn’t have practically run the entire way back to Phi Psi on a heavily intoxicated system. And maybe you shouldn’t have grabbed Luke’s hand and pulled him along with you while you did so. But you did. Oh god you did. And now that tiny bit of regret was creeping up on you, the alcohol’s affect fading.