2nd drabble
“Relaxing would be good for you.”
B was much too close, his breath ruffled A’s hair, and his tone was unpleasantly intimate. A wanted to scream, to tell him to get away, but he knew better. B delighted in confrontation, in provoking A to the point of hysteria. The last time had been particularly bad, ending in A being given a sedative injection and being on lockdown for three days, to avoid overexciting him. It hadn’t been the first time.
“I’m calm, B,” he said, and his voice hardly shook, hardly at all. “You needn’t concern yourself with my well-being.”
B was much too close, his breath ruffled A’s hair, and his tone was unpleasantly intimate. A wanted to scream, to tell him to get away, but he knew better. B delighted in confrontation, in provoking A to the point of hysteria. The last time had been particularly bad, ending in A being given a sedative injection and being on lockdown for three days, to avoid overexciting him. It hadn’t been the first time.
“I’m calm, B,” he said, and his voice hardly shook, hardly at all. “You needn’t concern yourself with my well-being.”