Jul 13, 2015
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“Where is my hoodie Spitfire?”
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[ flameregalia ]
“Where is my hoodie Spitfire?”
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[ flameregalia ]
Glares almost possessively at people who are gawking at Spitfire as the two are walking down the road running everyday errands together.
I puled a thick, heavy scarf from my coat and wrapped it around his neck. He was bitter in the cold. "Take it- you need it," I smiled, tying it loosely around his neck.
⋨♘⋩ The blond blew into his hands to warm them. Winter was always a pain, but he had no problem with it. Probably less of a problem with it than Spitfire, but the man still gave him his scarf. “I… Oh. Thank you.” He accepted the kind gift and, immediately, he was feeling warmer. “Thanks…”
I punched the wall, grazing his cheek. Luckily his face was pretty, I didn’t like dirtying it- he looked meek and pathetic when it was. Maybe if I scare him enough he might actually look at me. Wake up- snap out of it for fucks sake! He couldn’t pull this shit anymore, it old! I needed him to buck up, actually grow a heart!and stop moping around.
Pathetic.
“‘Near the end’? What the bloody hell is that ‘suppose to mean? You fucked up hard, right? riGHT?” I yanked out my bloody hand hand from the loose bricks, stroking his neck.
Pick your words wisely Kazu~
⋨♘⋩ Kazu winced when the fist collided with the brick wall behind him and it took a full few seconds for his breath to return from the sudden movement. He remained silence, trying to wet his lips with a dry tongue -- an effort without avail.
"I-- It--" He exhaled hard and took a second lungful of fear with the gentle caress of his neck. He closed his eyes for just the moment, thankful for a tender touch instead of a painful one. "No-- I--... Yeah. Yeah, we botched it. Bad. You know... This team is reckless. We were...nothing to them."
⋨♘⋩ He hesitated, then added, "B-But we're getting on a good strategy. Next time, we'll be ready."
" Spitfire....
Y̧̳͍̬͚̪̱͈̩̟͟ơ̩̲͡u͏̞ ͚̣̥͙̝̥n͇̗̤͙͔͡ͅẹ̖̭͙̳̠v̪̘̮̦̰̭̮̫e̜͓̺̟r̸͎̞͓̞̞͝ ̢͏̹̰̫͡ͅi҉̴̠̬͎̝n̛͉͖̰͖͖̬͉̤̱s͘͡҉͎̰̻̘̖͙͖̱u̸҉̥̠̝̫͙̻l̀҉̡̘͇̲̳̮̦̘̲ṯ͉͖̼̩̝̘ ͍̯̺͕̠̠̣́͠a̝͇͘͡ ̡̙̘̠̩͈̥̱̮̀w̧̡̬̖͍̠o̡̥̜͇̝̭̟͢ͅm̶͖̰͇͉a̗̰̻̩͜ͅn͞҉̥͎̼͔̗̙̻͖'̳͇́͟s̴̻̪̼̝̫̬͜ ̶̪͕̖͢b͔̫̱̕ú̵̡̟̩s̙̻̫̰͢͠ṯ̷̲̱͍̻͝ ̛͖͇͞s̥͎̱͈̥ị̱̺̺͖̟̖͕̀z̤͉̙e̷̪̮͢.̫̣̗̼̯̼͍ "
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"Simca? I brought you foodddd~~!" I called, holding a basket of goodies. -flameregalia
Gray orbs jolted up, awake from a relaxed state, arms drawing out of the bubbled space.
Oh, it was Spitfire.
Kinda unexpected but never tiresome to have as a guest!
Though….there was a problem.
How was she going to open the door, if she had just entered the bathtub?
Oh well, she would have to go off with a towel only, isn’t it ?
” Hey Spitfire! Please come in ! ~”
[I'm thinking about putting some of you on my relationships page, even though we haven't done that much together just yet.]
