#continuumvagrant

So here Gojyo was. Laying sprawled out on his back under the ample shade of a lush tree. One leg propped up over the other and hands folded behind his head, he stared up through the myriad of leaves and intertwining branches to the clear sky above. Foot tapped to an unheard rhythm as a cigarette hung loosely from lax lips, wisps of smoke reaching up to the sky but dispersing and disappearing before even reaching the branches just above the hanyou’s head. 

As ashamed as he was to admit it, Snow had woken up from a nightmare he couldn’t quite remember. All that kept playing in his mind on some morbid, broken repeat was Serah screaming his name in pain and terror. That wasn’t the part he was ashamed about, however. Everyone had nightmares, it was something they couldn’t control. No.  What was embarrassing was that for the past forty five minutes he kept tossing and turning, unable to fall back to sleep because that nightmare haunted him, shook him to his core.

With a groan of exasperation, Snow turned over onto his back and stared up at the dim ceiling, one arm falling to the side to drape half-way off the side of the mattress. He knew he wasn’t getting some shut eye any time soon. At least if he remained alone, left to his own devices. Randomly, he thought about Hope. The kid was rather relaxing to be around, seemed to have this way about him that eased some unknown pressure in his chest. Plus, Hope pretty much lived right next door. 

Sitting up, he paused perched at the side of the bed and gave a wide stretch with an obnoxiously loud yawn. He glanced down and decided it was probably best to put on a pair of pants. He didn’t have anything to be ashamed of, but people probably wouldn’t appreciate him walking around in the nude. So, pulling on some loose fitting black sweatpants and matching slippers, Snow briefly combed his fingers through his hair in hopes of looking halfway presentable and made his way to Hope’s doorstep and knocked. 

And he waited…..for a suspicious amount of time that got his brain wandering where it shouldn’t. Then, the door finally opened to reveal Hope in nothing but shorts and it just fueled his suspicion. 

Snow leaned against the door-frame as he casually gave Hope a once over with a lopsided grin spreading across his features. He ignored the question, and the kid’s irritation, in favor of asking one of his own. “What took you so long to answer the door? Did I interrupt something?”

☺ You get to have a harem of 7 anime characters of your choice, who would they be?