Sergio watched her with an intrigued gaze. She clearly knew what she was doing. Her fingers moving expertly with the tools. He raised a brow at that. It wasn't shocking that she knew how to pick locks, but it was fascinating to see it in person. "Just testing you." He said rather smugly. Insinuating that he could have easily done what she just did just as effortlessly. Grabbing the duffle he went in after her. Pulling out a flashlight, he scanned the room. This would have to be their exit as well, so he would have to find a hiding spot for the duffle.
Finding a secluded area, he placed the duffle there. Putting a few other items around it, making it blend in. He huffed in annoyance at the sound of the nickname. He straightened up, facing Hannah. "You couldn't have given me a better nickname?" He practically whined like a small child. He began walking through flashing their path. Trying to figure out where exactly they were and where they needed to go.
Hannah walked with him, finding comfort in the weirdly warm atmosphere. Ignoring it, she looked around, taking a moment to figure out where they were. She had been pleasantly surprised at his little comment about the nickname. He hadn’t really said much about it yet so it was a first to hear him acknowledge it this way, but there was no way she could take him seriously when he sounded like a toddler how hadn’t been allowed to have a piece of candy. The sound of his voice alone made her burst into a small fit of laughter beside him.
Pouting, she feigned pity, before rolling her eyes and chuckling. “Oh, shut up, it’s sticking until you give me reason to change it. Besides, you love me too much to be genuinely mad about it” Hannah told him, rolling her shoulder slightly. She didn’t really know where they were going, but it didn’t matter much. Hannah had begun to notice that she had a little bit of fun whenever she was with him, as awful as it had sounded when he first approached her, but it had a little bit of truth in it now. “Lead the way, lover boy”
Sergio couldn't help but look at her masked face when he heard her laugh. She never laughed like that around him. It was nice to know that he could bring that out of her. He was used to the sour looks thrown his way, or even insults, but sweet real laughter was unheard of from her. Realizing he'd been staring at her he quickly looked away. "Pfft there was so many more cooler options, but you chose that one. It's disappointing, is all I'm saying." He huffed out.
Sergio grimaced at the name again. Opening up another door, he paused to flash around. They'd made it to the large opening and long walkways next to the stores. "You keep calling me that and I'll start calling you kitten because thats what you really are. You act too tough for your size." A smirk played under his mask, he stopped in front of her blocking her path. Towering over her smaller stature. His eyes twinkled with mischief. Clearly he wanted to poke fun at her. Maybe even rile her up. Although, from the looks of it she didn't get too bothered like Sergio did. "Am I wrong, Kitten?" He tilted his head, stepping closer to her. He poked her rib cage trying to get a reaction out of her.
Hannah felt her smile drop at his words. Opening her mouth in shock under the fabric, she stuttered for a moment, unsure of what she was supposed to say to that. She couldn’t tell if she was amusing or pissed off, or both. Hannah looked up at him, trying to figure out his intentions with it, was he trying to piss her off or flirt? She couldn’t really tell anymore, it had escalated a little too quickly for her to figure it out first. Hannah felt her amusement rising, if he wanted a round two of that first night they’d met, he just had to ask, but this worked too.
Hannah stepped to him, grabbing his hand when he poked her. Raising her eyebrow, she laughed softly, the small hints of annoyance coming through too strongly for her liking. She thought for a moment, debating whether or not she should just hit him, or let it play out, see where it goes. Hannah wasn’t afraid to straight up deck him right here, if that was what he wanted, but it wouldn’t be that good for his ego. Although, his whole fighting thing slightly worried her, there was no way she’d win. “Who said it was an act, lover boy?” she asked him, grabbing his shirt.
Sergio bit his bottom lip as he gazed down at her. Frankly, in this situation she just was cute to him, thinking she could really take him down. A part of him wanted to let her try, so then maybe he could give her a few pointers. He chuckled looking her up and down as if sizing her up. "You really think you stand a chance against me, Kitten?" He smirked. He hadn't intentionally meant to find this whole ordeal in a flirtatious light, but it just kind of happened.
His gaze slowly went down to her grip on his shirt. He gripped her wrist, but not enough to make her let go. Then proceeded to slide his hand down her arm, reaching her elbow, his grip light. "It's kinda hot when you get like this, Kitten." His eyes still glittering with amusement. That statement could go either two ways. She would just get annoyed at his antics and possibly hit him, or go along with his flirtatious comments. Either way he would find amusement in both. He tilted his head slightly, waiting for her next move. If she really did try a move on him, he'd obviously knock it down a few notches, as his goal wasn't to physically hurt her. This was just play fighting.
Hannah didn’t know what to think of the situation, but she noticed how it was almost becoming a habit of theirs. Every time they did something together, somehow it always ended like this at one point or another. They didn’t really have the best track record at keeping things platonic between them. Although, that didn’t mean Hannah had any idea of what was going on, it was weird and intense, but there wasn’t really a label of sorts that fit their situation. She’d have to think about it later and figure it out before things changed between the two again.
Hannah’s eyes flicked down to his hand on her, before glancing back up at him. She narrowed her eyes slightly, before tightening her grip on him. She didn’t know why she always made these sorts of situations worse, but it was becoming a habit of her own now. Hannah clearly had a tendency of takes things way too far with him, but it was always entertaining so it wasn’t a big deal anymore. Looking up at him, she chuckled under the fabric. “Oh, I know” she told him, pausing for a moment, she spoke again, her voice calm but unwavering. “Trust me, I’m the furthest thing from a kitten out there, lover boy”
Sergio watched her carefully. An award winning smile hidden under his mask. He let his hand drop to his side. He leaned down, "Prove it. Kitten." His voice low. He straightened up again, his arms out stretched to the sides, almost inviting her to hit him. He honestly wanted to see this play out. He had his own reasons for holding back the first time they had a similar situation, but now he was asking for it.
In some ways it was refreshing to see that even with the side she's seen of him, she still wasn't willing to back down from him. He cocked an eyebrow, "Nows your chance." A smirk pulled onto his lips. He waited patiently, his eyes flickered around her form. It was almost as if he was going into his usual observing mode when he fought in the Ring.
Hannah hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. She didn’t know if she really wanted to try him, there was no doubt in her mind that he’d easily beat her in a matter of moments. But then again, was he really going to? She knew he wouldn’t hurt her, or she hoped, at least, but that didn’t mean that he was about to go easy on her. Hannah knew that wasn’t going to happen, but was it really worth it? It’d just prove him right about his stupid little nickname for her, plus, it’d just boost his ego.
Hannah sighed inaudibly, deciding on her next move. She’d talked her game up until now, she wasn’t about to now go through with it. She wasn’t like that and she was about to start now, especially around Sergio. Hannah smiled sweetly, shaking her a head a little, trying to best to feign confidence. Moving her hand from his shirt, she slid it over his shoulder, bringing her other hand up to his chest, Hannah brought her knee up to his abdomen, before pushing him back against the door frame.
A deep chuckle rumbled through Sergio at her actions. His body was rather limp, showing no signs of him fighting back. He stared down at her, a lopsided smile on his lips. He leaned down towards her ear, "That's all you got, Kitten?" He whispered, amusement clear in his voice. He leaned back against the cool wall, a smug look on his face.
Sergio could tell she was holding back. Why? He wasn't certain. He simply just wanted to mess with her, anyways. He figured that if he had managed to piss Hannah off enough, he'd probably earn a hit from her. He glanced down at her hand on his chest. After a moment, he shoved her off him, not enough to make her lose balance though. "If you wanted to touch me, you could have just asked. Doesn't always have to be about fighting." He winked at her, holding back a laugh.
Hannah smirked to herself slightly, anybody else likely would have been offended by him, but weirdly enough, she’d begun to grow used to his taunts. For better or worse, he tended to bring out the best, or worst, of her. It sometimes didn’t end well if that had been anyone else, but she was lucky he was able to keep up with her and her antics. The pair of them both together was probably not the best thing, from the laws’ perspective, especially with their little competition and their equally ever-rising egos. But it was too late to change now.
“oh, lover boy, under-estimating me, as usual. I had been beginning to think you’d learnt better than that by now, but I guess not” Hannah teased, stepping away from him. Scoffing, she looked up at him, reading his features. “Really now? That would imply what, that I’m into you? Please” Laughing softly, she flicked the flashlight off her phone. Walking back into the darker parts of the corridor, Hannah let the darkness envelop her. Jogging into the main area of the mall, she smiled to herself. Staying in the darkness, she called out to him. “Come find me, lover boy”