This Isn't Just A Game Anymore - Cryaotic
"You don't care if you die! Going out there, getting yourself in danger! Christ [Name], you could've died! What would I have done with Charlie! Clementine- f-fuck!"
He gave you a look and you shut up instantly.
"No no no, don't you 'Cry' me. You don't care about getting hurt. But you know I'll feel? I'll feel devastated friend... A-and if you die, I will literally go out my fucking mind [Name]! Why do you do this to me?! Huh! For fuck sakes, I can't let you go out alone!"
You growled, getting irritated with his shit.
"I can take care of myself Cry! Whether you like it or not, I am going by myself?! You don't think I fear for you when your out there?! Like fuck Cry- hey what are you-"
Next thing you know, he let out a deep growl, interrupting your rant, grabbing your face in between his large hands, and crashed his lips onto yours. You could feel the anger, but the passion and love.
So you kissed back with the same emotions.