For fuck's sake, Nara! Stop acting

For fuck's sake, Nara! Stop acting like a spoiled brat!" Neji yelled and stepped forward, closing the distance between them. "You should know, better than anyone, that this is not going to work. You know it and yet you keep acting like this. Stop it! Go back to being the rational bastard that you usually are and stop with all this emotional blackmail!"

"I'm telling you it's fine. How is that me not being rational?" Shikamaru questioned, walking back in the coffee table direction, a blank expression on his face, hands in his pockets. "You're right, this won't work. We're both grown ups and we need to see what's best for Miwa. And us pretending to be a lovely couple for her sake is only going to get the three of us hurt. So yeah, I am being rational here, Hyuuga. Go!"

They fell silent once more and the weight of the entire situation was crushing them little by little. Shikamaru just wanted it to end, instead of letting the wound bleed at an excruciatingly slow pace. His mind was drained and begging for mercy as he was trying, over and over again, to come up with a solution that would fix the problem without hurting anyone. But the only solutions his precious brain kept coming up with held too much of a high chance of ending tragically than the one they were already facing at this moment.

He sighed, listening to Neji's irregular breathing as the Hyuuga moved closer, oh so delicately. Waiting for him to make the next move in a game that Shikamaru just wanted to surrender.

"What are you so scared of?" Neji muttered, his mask cracking slightly with the painful emotion crawling under his skin. He watched as Shikamaru growled in frustration and passed both hands through his hair before setting them at the base of his nape. "I don't understand you, Nara. I've tried, I swear I've tried, but I don't. You don't want me to leave and yet, you keep me at bay when I try to step closer."

Silence was all he got as an answer as Shikamaru remained still in the middle of the living room. Neji stepped forward again, their bodies coming close enough to feel each other's heat, even without touching. His eyes scanned his friend's face calmly, analysing all sharp features and trying hard to figure all the lines across his skin. All the reasons hidden behind those concealed emotions. He raised a hand slowly, hesitantly, wanting to caress Shikamaru's face, but giving up before he could. He sighed, closing his eyes and biting his lower lip, his mask was painted with the black roots of hurt spreading across his face. And Shikamaru did nothing more than remaining painfully still.

It's almost like you're playing me in this wicked version of a fairy tale. I'm not good enough for you and yet you don't let me leave. What do you want from me?" Neji breathed, eyes still close, his nose almost brushing the side of Shikamaru's cheek. He felt his body tremble and he prayed to whomever was willing to listen, to allow the quantity of self control remaining inside him to be enough to endure that conversation. "You know how I feel about you, I never hid that. You knew how much I wanted to hear you tell me to stay with all your heart. But you didn't and I respect that." He paused again, inhaling gradually. "What I can't have you doing is manipulating me to stay because of how I feel about your daughter."

"Bastard!" Shikamaru hissed, his left hand coming up roughly and grabbing the collar of Neji's shirt, pulling him even closer, dark eyes glaring into pearly irises. "Now she's my daughter? Now it's convenient for you that she is my kid? That's how you're going to do it, Hyuuga? Completely detach yourself from her?"

"Shikamaru-" Neji tried to argue, but the Nara pushed him back, tearing them apart, a mad expression crossing his sharp features.

"Never would I imagine that you and Miwa would get this close, Neji, never!" Shikamaru declared, hurt clouding his eyes little by little as Neji watched his reaction carefully. "When I told you to move in with us, I couldn't even imagine that you'll get along with a three year old, let alone grow to love her like I know you do! But it happened, and it's mutual on both extremes." He paused, passing a hand through his tired face and exhaling sharply, feeling his heart being squeezed tightly. "She loves you as much as you love her, so don't you fucking dare to call her my daughter when it's more than clear that she's also yours!"

"God…" Neji muttered, covering his eyes with his hand and pressing his lips strongly together. "Don't make me the bad guy here, Shikamaru. I'm not the bad guy." He faced the Nara again, trying his best to ignore the acute sorrow spreading slowly through his veins, but not being able to be indifferent to the tarnished expression on Shikamaru's face before he turned away again. "What I want, more than anything, is to stay here, with our daughter and be happy, just the three of us. But we're not silly teenagers anymore and we know that doesn't happen just because we want to." He held his breath and licked his lips before letting his voice out once again. Eyes piercing Shikamaru's. "We can't play house without being a couple, so I have to leave. We can't do this, Nara. We can't be the perfect family without actually being a family!

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Vì lợi ích của fuck, Nara! Ngừng hoạt động như một brat hư hỏng!" Neji hét và bước về phía trước, đóng cửa khoảng cách giữa chúng. "Bạn nên biết, tốt hơn so với bất cứ ai, mà điều này sẽ không làm việc. Bạn biết nó và được bạn tiếp tục hành động như thế này. Dừng lại! Quay trở lại để là tên khốn đó hợp lý mà bạn thường và ngăn chặn với tất cả tình cảm tống tiền này!""Tôi nói cho bạn không sao đâu. Làm thế nào là tôi không phải là hợp lý?" Shikamaru hỏi, đi bộ trở lại theo hướng bàn uống cà phê, một biểu hiện trống trên khuôn mặt của mình, bàn tay trong túi của mình. "Bạn nói đúng, điều này sẽ không làm việc. Chúng tôi đang phát triển cả hai up và chúng tôi cần để xem những gì là tốt nhất cho Miwa. Và chúng tôi giả vờ là một cặp vợ chồng đáng yêu cho vì lợi ích của cô chỉ là sẽ nhận được ba của chúng tôi đau đớn. Vì vậy, có, tôi đang được hợp lý ở đây, Hyuuga. Go!"Họ rơi vào im lặng một lần nữa và trọng lượng của tình hình toàn bộ nghiền họ dần dần. Shikamaru chỉ muốn nó kết thúc, thay vì để cho vết thương chảy máu ở một tốc độ chậm excruciatingly. Tâm trí của mình đã để ráo nước và ăn xin cho lòng thương xót như ông đã cố gắng, hơn và hơn nữa, để tìm ra một giải pháp mà có thể sửa chữa vấn đề mà không gây tổn thương cho bất cứ ai. Nhưng các giải pháp duy nhất bộ não quý giá của ông giữ đến với tổ chức quá nhiều của một cơ hội cao của kết thúc tragically hơn một trong những họ đã phải đối mặt tại thời điểm này.Ông thở dài, nghe hơi thở bất thường của Neji như Hyuuga di chuyển địa điểm gần nhất, oh rất tế nhị. Chờ đợi cho anh ta để làm cho di chuyển tiếp theo trong một trò chơi Shikamaru chỉ muốn đầu hàng."Những gì được bạn như vậy sợ hãi của?" Neji muttered, mặt nạ của mình nứt một chút với những cảm xúc đau đớn, thu thập dữ liệu dưới làn da của mình. Ông dõi như Shikamaru growled trong thất vọng và thông qua cả hai tay qua mái tóc của mình trước khi cài đặt chúng tại các cơ sở của nape của mình. "Tôi không hiểu bạn, Nara. Tôi đã cố gắng, tôi thề tôi đã cố gắng, nhưng tôi không. Bạn không muốn tôi để lại và được nêu ra, bạn giữ cho tôi ở Vịnh khi tôi cố gắng để bước gần gũi hơn."Im lặng là tất cả các ông đã nhận như một câu trả lời như Shikamaru vẫn còn ở giữa phòng. Neji bước về phía trước một lần nữa, các cơ quan đến đủ gần để cảm thấy lẫn nhau nhiệt, thậm chí mà không cần chạm vào. Đôi mắt quét khuôn mặt của bạn bè của mình một cách bình tĩnh, phân tích tính năng tất cả sắc nét và cố gắng hết sức để tìm tất cả các dòng trên làn da của mình. Tất cả những lý do ẩn đằng sau những cảm xúc che giấu. Ông nêu ra một bàn tay chậm, hesitantly, mong muốn vuốt ve khuôn mặt của Shikamaru, nhưng bỏ trước khi ông có thể. Ông thở dài, đóng cửa đôi mắt của mình và cắn môi dưới, mặt nạ của ông được vẽ với gốc rễ đen của tổn thương lan rộng trên khuôn mặt của mình. Và Shikamaru đã không làm gì hơn còn lại vẫn còn đau đớn.It's almost like you're playing me in this wicked version of a fairy tale. I'm not good enough for you and yet you don't let me leave. What do you want from me?" Neji breathed, eyes still close, his nose almost brushing the side of Shikamaru's cheek. He felt his body tremble and he prayed to whomever was willing to listen, to allow the quantity of self control remaining inside him to be enough to endure that conversation. "You know how I feel about you, I never hid that. You knew how much I wanted to hear you tell me to stay with all your heart. But you didn't and I respect that." He paused again, inhaling gradually. "What I can't have you doing is manipulating me to stay because of how I feel about your daughter.""Bastard!" Shikamaru hissed, his left hand coming up roughly and grabbing the collar of Neji's shirt, pulling him even closer, dark eyes glaring into pearly irises. "Now she's my daughter? Now it's convenient for you that she is my kid? That's how you're going to do it, Hyuuga? Completely detach yourself from her?""Shikamaru-" Neji tried to argue, but the Nara pushed him back, tearing them apart, a mad expression crossing his sharp features."Never would I imagine that you and Miwa would get this close, Neji, never!" Shikamaru declared, hurt clouding his eyes little by little as Neji watched his reaction carefully. "When I told you to move in with us, I couldn't even imagine that you'll get along with a three year old, let alone grow to love her like I know you do! But it happened, and it's mutual on both extremes." He paused, passing a hand through his tired face and exhaling sharply, feeling his heart being squeezed tightly. "She loves you as much as you love her, so don't you fucking dare to call her my daughter when it's more than clear that she's also yours!""God…" Neji muttered, covering his eyes with his hand and pressing his lips strongly together. "Don't make me the bad guy here, Shikamaru. I'm not the bad guy." He faced the Nara again, trying his best to ignore the acute sorrow spreading slowly through his veins, but not being able to be indifferent to the tarnished expression on Shikamaru's face before he turned away again. "What I want, more than anything, is to stay here, with our daughter and be happy, just the three of us. But we're not silly teenagers anymore and we know that doesn't happen just because we want to." He held his breath and licked his lips before letting his voice out once again. Eyes piercing Shikamaru's. "We can't play house without being a couple, so I have to leave. We can't do this, Nara. We can't be the perfect family without actually being a family!