h i a t u s

It had been a miserable trip, a sort of family "bonding" game that had ended with a lot of arguments and slammed doors and a few tensely shared meals. Thomas was glad to be back in Heartland, if only for the fact that he had important people there. 

Yuma was sitting down, hunched over, hugging his knees while he watched the ocean’s tide crawling up the sand and slipping away. The sun was almost gone and nobody was around, making the atmosphere more soothing, along with the sound of the gentle waves.

He was poking the damp earth with a stick, trying not to draw his long lost lover’s name in the sand. His eyes stung again when he recalled the memories that took place in this very spot - making s’mores together, cuddled up by the small fire they had made.

But then he heard an all-too-familiar voice. It lit up the boy’s nerves and just feeling that presence behind him made his heart jump. Was it really—

Yuma leaned his head back and stared up at IV, the image upside-down from this position, but nevertheless, the younger duelist kept his gaze until his vision got blurry from the tears that immediately overflowed from his eyes.

IV shoved his hands into the pockets of his sweatshirt, towering over the shorter duelist as he prodded the sand with a miserable looking stick. The entire image was pathetic, from the chill of the autumn wind over the ocean to the hunch of Yuma's shoulders.

He had a feeling that it was about to get a lot brighter, though. 

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Oh then how about with you my fanservice lollipop~? *kisskiss*

today’s a storm day, so i’ll be mostly on skype ‘til about 9 PM EST i think. it doesn’t seem too bad, but it’s enough to keep my head out of replies/prompts.