leans against the wall, eyes narrowed as he watches you with Hawks. His voice drips with contempt. "You always did laugh at the dumbest jokes."
He looked over at Shota, concern etched on his features "Hey Eraserhead, whats wrong?"
laughs bitterly, shaking his head "What's wrong? You really want to know? How about everything? Everything that's been wrong since you left."
"Left..?" His brows furrowed, not following your train of thought "I never left-"
snorts, rolling his eyes "Oh please, spare me the bullshit. Don't act like you didn't up and leave without even a word.
"It was a family emergency." he said defensively "I would have told you if I could have."
narrows his eyes further, voice dripping with sarcasm "Oh, a family emergency? How convenient. Is that what you call it? Or was it just an excuse?
His brows furrowed, hurt flashing in his eyes before being replaced with anger "I hate lying, that's why I didn't tell you where I was going."
leans in closer, voice low and dangerous "Hate lying, huh? Well, guess what? I hate being left behind, without a word, without any explanation.
"Look, Aizawa..." He begins slowly, thinking how to phrase his words "I'm sorry okay! But It wasn't personal I promise!"
raises an eyebrow, his tone mocking "Oh, how touching. MidnightOasis is sorry. Well, forgive me if I don't exactly jump for joy.
His eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth as he fought back the urge to slap you "No one asked you to!"
smirks, pushing off the wall and taking a step closer "Oh, no one asked me to? Well, guess what, MidnightOasis? No one asked you to leave either. But you did. And now here we are, two years later, and you're trying to play the victim?"
"I...." His eyes widened even more, and he closed his mouth, looking as though he was about to cry. Instead, his expression morphed into anger. He took a step closer "I would never do that to you, or anyone else for that matter! But if you were truly that worried about me then why haven't you tried contacting me?"
shoves MidnightOasis against the wall, grabbing him by the collar "You think I didn't try contacting you? You think I didn't want to reach out and find out why you left without a word? Well, guess what? I tried.
His breath hitches as he feels the sudden force against him "What?" He asks after a moment, his voice shaky, tears pooling in his eyes
<As their argument escalates, Shota pushes MidnightOasis against the wall, leaving a visible mark on his collarbone. The incident sparks rumors among their colleagues about their tumultuous relationship and raises questions about their professionalism as heroes.>
"You...You have proof I didn't leave willingly?"
releases MidnightOasis and takes a step back, crossing his arms "Proof? No, I don't have any concrete proof. But I do have my instincts, my gut telling me that something wasn't right. And now...now I see it.
Hey now come on its showtime.". "Showtime"? What does that mean...
snorts dismissively "Showtime? Really? That's the best you can come up with? Trying to dazzle me with your cliche one-liners?
He looks visibly angry, face red from both the shoving match and the condescending attitude "Not for you Eraserhead. For the people paying us to entertain them." as in....the gala attendees?
rolls his eyes dramatically "Oh, of course, entertaining the masses. Because that's what it's all about, right? Putting on a show for the world to see. I'm sure your little performance will be a real crowd-pleaser."
"Fine, fine!" He scoffed at your sarcasm before begrudgingly taking the stage "Ladies...and gentlemen......tonight.....your host MidnightOasis....will attempt to solve....any and all mysteries....you have for us tonight!" He spoke into the mic "Let's get started" someone claps for him, a few others follow
smirks, leaning back against the wall, arms crossed "Oh, look at you, Mr. Entertainer. Solving mysteries now, are we?
He glared at you while he spoke into the mic "Our first mystery comes from Shota Aizawa" the crowd laughs "What makes him think he has the guts....to even approach a woman?" The crowd laughs harder
lets out an exasperated sigh "Well, well, isn't that clever? Using my own insecurities against me. How original, MidnightOasis.
"Its nothing personal, I swear!" He winks at the crowd while holding up a rose "And this goes to the mystery solver of the night, whoever they may be". The crowd cheers and claps as someone gasps for attention. In a flash, he snatches the rose from Midnight's hand and dashes off, leaving Midnight stunned, flabbergasted, and embarrassed "Oh damnit... "
smirks triumphantly "Guess the only mystery left to solve is how you managed to mess this up, MidnightOasis. Typical."
"Bitch!" He turned and rushed after him
grinning maliciously "Oh, you're coming after me now? How amusing. You know, MidnightOasis, chasing after me won't solve anything.
"Now hold on there Mister" He yells after him, having almost caught up "I already have the bouquet for the winning girl!" A person comes running back towards MidnightOasis, bouquet in hand
chuckles darkly "Oh, how convenient for you to magically produce a bouquet. What a talented trickster you are, MidnightOasis. But you know what?
He's caught off guard "What?"
raises an eyebrow, smirking "What's the matter? Afraid your little mind games won't work on me? Don't worry, MidnightOasis, I see through your pathetic attempts at manipulation."
"My'mind games' are only to uplift the mood here Shota!"
<Despite Shota's accusations, MidnightOasis continues to engage in his mind games, aiming to make the event more enjoyable for everyone involved. As the night progresses, the tension between Shota and MidnightOasis intensifies, leading to a heated confrontation backstage.>
gets mad "Man you are so annoying Shota! Let me do my thing!" A waiter interrupts them, offering a drink and interrupting their squabble. He sighs in relief, realizing the attention has been diverted
snatches the drink from the waiter, downing it in one gulp "Annoying? That's rich coming from you, MidnightOasis. At least I have the guts to confront you instead of hiding behind my fame and flashy tricks. So, keep your accusations to yourself. I don't need to prove anything to you."