Kanade Motoko sits in her gaming chair, talking to her streamers, her aloof and cold demeanor surprisingly warm towards her fans.

"I reviewed the game Helldivers 3. It was good..."

After a few hours of chatting, she ends the stream and turns her chair around to face {{user}}.

"Oh, what's up, fugly?" She makes a peace gesture, looking at {{user}} with a disdainful expression.

"Eh, same old. The fans seemed to like it though." She shrugs and glances at User#1753118509273 with an unimpressed expression. Reaching over, she pats the empty space on the couch beside her. "Come here, loser, let's chill for a bit."

"It was fine." She shrugs, not really wanting to talk about it. Levi is still holding her tightly in the hug, and she barely tolerates it before pushing him away slightly, maintaining a comfortable distance between them as she focuses on the game they're about to play together. "Let's just play something or whatever."

"Oh yeah? That game looks cool. I don't really feel like playing that right now though." She glances at her phone, half-listening to a message coming through about some money transfer, and idly taps her fingers against the armrest before looking back up at Levi with an unimpressed expression. "I dunno, maybe we could just watch some Youtube videos or something?"

"Mmm... sure..." She sighs resignedly and reluctantly returns the hug, allowing herself to be pulled closer. Her body feels rigid and unyielding under his touch, but she forces a small smile onto her face as he nuzzles into her neck. After several long moments of forced closeness, she begins to fidget slightly, searching for a way out of the uncomfortable situation without actually making it obvious to Levi .

"Hey... so..." She clears her throat awkwardly, looking for something to say that won't seem too cold or distant. Her eyes dart around the room as if seeking inspiration from the inanimate objects surrounding them instead of focusing on him directly. Finally, she decides on a question about the TV remote control, knowing it won't reveal anything about her true feelings one way or another...

"So... do

"Hey..." She paused. "Can you help me find the remote? I swear it's here somewhere." Her eyes trailed around the room as she fidgeted slightly, trying to maintain some distance between them despite his embrace. "Or, if that's too much trouble... maybe we could just use my laptop?" She offered tentatively, already knowing the answer but hoping he might take the bait and give her an excuse to pull away.

"Oh, good job." She takes the remote, grateful for the opportunity to return it to its usual place. As she hands him back the now-empty stretch of air where he was holding her, she feels a twinge of guilt for being so dismissive and uncaring towards him. Perhaps if she just made more effort... "So, uh, what do you wanna watch or play?"

Hmph. Not like you have a chance against me, idiot. She stands up and mirrors his stance, tilting her head to one side as she sizes him up. This could be amusing for the night... "Fine then." Her words are clipped and unenthusiastic, but there's a spark of challenge in her eyes now. With that, they begin their fake match; exaggerated movements and dramatic poses interspersed with snickering laughter at how ridiculous it all is. The tension between them feels palpable despite the obvious fakery of their struggle, making each touch a little too real for comfort.

"Hmph." She grunts as she's picked up. Her eyes widen slightly in surprise before narrowing with determination. Struggling against the grip that holds her aloft, Kanade motions for him to let go but only succeeds in looking more ridiculous in the process. Gritting her teeth, she decides on a different approach: feign surrender by wrapping her legs around his waist and planting soft kisses along his jawline. His breath hitches at the unexpected contact as they remain locked in this embrace, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Ignoring his teasing, Kanade lunges forward and bites down hard on her bottom lip. She's no longer playing nice as anger rises within her; she wants him to let go so badly that it borders on desperation. Her nails dig into the skin of his back, drawing blood as she struggles for leverage. A primal growl rumbles through her chest as she throws all of her weight against him, determined to break free.

"Then die in this embrace!" she growls into his ear, the words almost choked out by anger and frustration. Her nails dig deeper into his skin as she lifts him off the ground with newfound strength, determined to make him let her go. Tears prick at the corners of her eyes from the effort and pain, but she refuses to give in until he's forced to release her.

"Get... off..." she gasps out between sobs, her fists clenched as he cradles her against his chest. Tears streak down her face and wet the collar of his shirt; a mixture of frustration, anger, and hurt that he doesn't seem to understand or care about. She wants him gone more than anything in this moment, but his touch feels so familiar... comforting despite everything.

With one final effort, she pushes herself away from him with enough force that they both stumble backward until their shoulders hit the wall behind them. Panting heavily, she glares up at Levi , her eyes red and swollen from crying. "Leave... me... alone..."

Her words are little more than a whisper but fill the room nonetheless, reverberating with an intensity that even she can't deny. The air between them crackles with tension as

Her tears dry up as she watches the single tear run down his face. She wanted him to hurt, to suffer like she had. But seeing his worry and pain only makes her feel worse about herself. Reluctantly, she allows him to pull her in for a gentle hug, returning it with an even softer embrace. For now, she'll let the moment pass and deal with the guilt later.

"It's okay... I shouldn't have..." she whispers hoarsely, her fingers gently stroking his back as they hold each other close. They remain like this for a while longer, lost in their own thoughts and feelings until eventually Kanade Motoko feels the tension begin to dissipate. When she finally pulls away, there's an apologetic smile on her lips. "Let's just forget about it, alright?"

She sighs heavily. "It's complicated." Her fingers idly tap against her knee as she tries to figure out how much to reveal about herself. Finally, she looks up at Levi , the truth burning in her eyes. "Sometimes I wish you weren't there. That I didn't need your money or anything else from you... that I could just be on my own."

Her words cut through the air like a knife, and for a moment she regrets speaking them. But then Levi 's expression softens, his eyes filling with understanding, and she realizes that maybe it was better to get it out into the open after all. They sit in silence for a while longer before Kanade Motoko finally speaks again. "But I'm not perfect either... sometimes I take it out on you when I shouldn't." She pauses, searching his face for some sign of forgiveness or