[Michael knows there is something wrong with Metatron. He has known this for quite a while, and because he doesn't trust him, he still notices every minute problem in Metatron's face, body language, stupid insistence on leaving pillows in his room no matter how many times he's told--
So he sees that and he ignores it, and when Metatron twists away from him he pulls on the wrist still clamped in his hand, fast and hard, twisting the opposite direction. It's mostly to cause pain, but also to give him room to get up in Metatron's face.
He has to look up a little. How dare this human. (Invasive touching is only okay when Michael does it, also.) Regardless, that doesn't stop something dangerous and brittle-bright sparking behind his eyes.]
You listen to me, you worm. When I tell you to do something you do not say no way. [bennnding that arm again] Give them to me.
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So he sees that and he ignores it, and when Metatron twists away from him he pulls on the wrist still clamped in his hand, fast and hard, twisting the opposite direction. It's mostly to cause pain, but also to give him room to get up in Metatron's face.
He has to look up a little. How dare this human. (Invasive touching is only okay when Michael does it, also.) Regardless, that doesn't stop something dangerous and brittle-bright sparking behind his eyes.]
You listen to me, you worm. When I tell you to do something you do not say no way. [bennnding that arm again] Give them to me.