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===== Chapter 21 [ Part 3 ] =====

"Hm? For a wuss that is supposed to be terrified of women, aren't you eyeing my (Y/N) a bit too hard. Don't tell me you have a crush on her?"

A remark that was obviously meant as a taunt startles Chaos out of his thoughts. However, instead of getting aggravated, the alarms in his mind just set off. The sarcastic statement was instead processed as a warning as it quickly compelled the chestnut-haired man to jump into action.

Emerald-green eyes tearing its gaze off the napping (H/C) girl; he instantly turns around to pull off an offensive stance. A gun he has concealed under his shirt was whipped out. He directly aims the barrel at the intruder's face.

A brow was raised.

Despite the imminent danger waving in front of him, the targeted man remains unfazed. Amused, even. His lips twitch for a second.

Dark blue eyes gazing at the barrel; he doesn't know whether he should laugh or what. But in the end, laughter leaves his throat as the joke was really too unbearable for him to handle.

Chaos narrows his eyes, not recognizing the man for a second until he manages to catch a closer glimpse of his features.

This—

His eyes widen.

Although the target has the hood of his black hoodie up right now with a black face mask covering half of his masculine features, Chaos can still recognize those oceanic blue eyes from anywhere.

A glint of mischief settles in those eyes after casually sneaking in a brief look of the girl that is currently a few distance away from them. He turns his attention to the gynophobic man again, chuckling in a manner almost mockingly.

"Well, even if you are interested with her, it's only a waste. Too bad, she—"

He hears sounds of footsteps getting nearer; he tilts his head and turns to Alessio with a sly smirk across his face. He mockingly continues in a very emphasizing tone, "—only likes Kielle."

Despite his smirk being completely hidden from the gaze of their eyes, Alessio can read the tone of his voice and the intentions of his words.

His silver eyes automatically darken. Hearing the name Kielle drops the imperceptible lighthearted mood he has earlier. Although silent in his words, Alessio doesn't keep his anger to himself as he threatens Dante with his ominous gaze.

Following Dante's scornful stare toward Alessio, Chaos quickly stands up from his seat and lowers his gun upon noticing the presence of his Boss.

"B— boss..."

Alessio ignores him as he, without skipping a beat, begins to walk. His silver eyes are settled on the girl that he clearly has affections for, never daring to leave its gaze on you.

It has been a week since he saw you; and even when he's incredibly silent about it, there's no denying the fact that from his actions, he misses you a lot.

Terribly, a lot.

Chaos blinks his eyes at them, still unused to this hidden side of Alessio. Hearing footsteps from other students, he quickly conceals the gun from the sight of others. When he's certain that the surroundings near him is clear, he continues to observe Alessio and you from his place again.

His Boss has already taken a seat— and of course, it's beside you. Placing a hand on your head, he gently strokes your hair as if he's stroking the fur of a very precious kitten.

"Kitten..."

Creatures so adorable and lovable. No one can resist the urge to dote on these beautiful, angelic furballs. While Chaos is scared of girls, there are times that he can't help but be reminded of a kitten when he looks at you. Maybe, this is the reason why his Boss fawns over you like you are the life of his world.

Chaos looks at you, quite hypnotized.

Dante, who has already been glaring at Alessio, narrows his oceanic-blue eyes even more as he directs it at Chaos this time. He can already see the pink dust dusting over the chestnut-haired killer.

Kitten? What the fuck...

He almost shivers in disgust at the realization why his fellow mafia member currently has an expression like that.

After all, Chaos detests women, and only a cat alone can elicit such an attention from him. In other words, he must be seeing (Y/N) as a cat right now; hence, the mesmerized expression.

Dante grits his teeth. He is more annoyed than ever. The need to punch someone arises, but he restrains it for the sake of not creating a chaotic environment around his sleeping friend.

"Better snap out of your daydreams, creep! As I told you earlier, (Y/N) is unavailable," Dante scoffs before angrily reminding his peer. "And she is definitely not a kitten! So wipe that look off your face, or I'll punch that off myself," he threatens.

He then returns his attention to his Boss.

Beside you, Alessio— who usually sports an indifferent composure— has a touch of rare tenderness in his gaze right now.

While the black haired man carefully scans you for any form of injury, he immediately spots a little difference from your current and previous appearance.

You are still beautiful in his eyes; but then, as he looks closely at your face, he can easily perceive through all those concealers of yours are

... the bags beneath your eyes.

Alessio stiffens, suddenly feeling something in his heart. And it doesn't feel nice. He felt strangely angry. His silver eyes darken. Blinking his eyes, he then reaches out a hand to your face.

"(Y/N)..." he softly murmurs, not aware of the guilt that the tone of his voice subtly carries.

So deep in your sleep, you only exhale out as a response, completely oblivous of his gesture— wherein his thumb gently brushes those eyebags.

Alessio gazes at you more, continuously stroking your hair then your face. When he cannot restain his affections within him any longer, he purses his lips and carefully brings himself closer to you, gently pressing a kiss on your forehead.

"Tsk."

Dante clicks his tongue in annoyance as he glowers at the both of you, mainly on Alessio.

Can't he see that you're sleeping?! He doesn't really care about you, does he?! He angrily tears his blue eyes off from the romantic scene as he diverts his attention to anything but the annoying sight.

Chaos, on the other hand, still quietly stares at you.

A napping kitten in his mind.