#lovicidium

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︵‿₊୨ ཐི ྐ❤︎ ໒ ୧₊‿︵ ❝ Can you believe they were speeding in a school zone ?? ──୨ৎ── Not to seem completely UNHINGED... ❞ A little late, after getting up, AS IF SHE TRIPPED when hit by a speeding vehicle. ❝ But... do you mind popping my shoulder back in? ❞

“….Are you lost?” Caio asks as he slows to a stop in front of a younger man. To him, the man seemed… a bit out of place — a bit confused. On one hand, the stranger had a phone and they could figure it out on their own….

Though… would it not be kinder to lend a hand?

“Is there some place that you need to be?”

( mini starter - @lovicidium )

For Dj!

⊰ &. denying it hard ;; ⊱ // @lovicidium

IT'S A CASUAL gathering of several social circles - dj isn't sure where the lines start and end but everyone seemed to have merged together with drinks and snacks, it was sure to be a good time ! dj cannot sit still and finds himself floating in between conversations, engaging easily in amicable discussions but is quick to drift away when he sees another on their own. he finds lyle and sits beside them, resisting the urge to throw his arm around their shoulder (not everyone likes it, dj ! you have to respect their boundaries !) and beams at the other instead. happy to see him, dj unfortunately is unable to hold back his excitement as he shoots off questions lyle's way: typical how have you been! have you had enough to drink or eat, anything i can get you? what's going on lately ! but he really tries to keep it one at a time. really.

while they weren't part of the same friend group - there was enough overlap that dj had heard enough about lyle to always be interested in him. he wanted to know more about him but somehow the other was ever so elusive that dj found it hard to genuinely engage with him - so he's thankful for the opportunity tonight, a warm flush donning his cheeks partly from the alcohol but also because he's just happy ! dijon offers lyle some snacks, asks if wants another drink, almost reaches to wrap an arm around his shoulders for a shake and squeeze, when lyle's words catch him off guard. like he was burned, dj snaps back his arm and sheepishly rubs at his neck, gaze downcast.

« oh! sorry - i didn't mean to make this uncomfortable for you … » he's been told he's too forward, too invasive of personal space and too thick with the compliments that his intentions are usually misunderstood. dijon frowns as he tries to reformulate how to better apologize. « wasn't trying to come off that way ! i was just super stoked to see you again, lyle ! »

he's now flush with embarrassment as he shifts back, accidentally pushing into the other person beside him in attempt to give karlyle more space. dj tries to give lyle an apologetic smile in return, lifting up his now warm glass of beer. « really. tell me sooner if i'm ever too much in your face, kay? we're just here to chill out and have fun ! »

he's suddenly uncomfortable - worried he might further ruin whatever friendship he had with lyle and decides it's perhaps time to move onto the next batch of friends. he manages to wave to a pair a few seats down, and says a polite see you later to lyle before shuffling over. dj looks back once before turning around to the other group, fanning his face and neck from the lingering embarrassment.

"Keep this between us, 'kay? That guy didn't even see it comin'."

The stray cat mewed up at him in agreement before resuming the meal of filleted fish nabbed from a big box store masquerading as a neighborhood delicatessen. In the cobbled alleyway, some passersby trekked on indifferently, oblivious to a random act of goodwill. It was only when Clear lifted his gaze and met that of a stranger lingering at the mouth of the alleyway.

"Now, now, c'mon, ma cherie - one drink ain't gon' kill ye, y'know. Loosen up an' let it ride; Yer too cute t' be hidin' yerself away like th' world's out t' getcha." He is, of course, trying his very best to keep his words from slurring too much, to keep the storm of his gaze on the four versions of the man sitting (uncomfortably) before him - wasn't like that before, not three minutes ago, but alas, suppose that's what he got for dealing in the middle of a fun night out. Or maybe some asshole he wronged in the past thought it wise to fuck with him. Who knows? He didn't, and as always, yolo.

He'd bumped into this mousy if tall thing a bit ago, before anything had the chance to scramble his brain like the egg it was, corralled him over to the bar to get him out of the sea of sweaty bodies and perhaps a glass of water or something sweet and loosey-goosey-- He blinked and the four figures turned to one, gaze then flicking toward the busy little feline behind the bar and flicking his wrist to call Faith over. Eventually, he'd come to take their order, but in the mean time...

Maybe Loux would look a little too hard into soft black hair and pretty sad eyes, knowing well how... human? the other was. Sticking out like a sore thumb, anyone could smell it on him - didn't belong, out of place, hell even out of time. It's why Loux stood so close, nearly touching, nearly sharing the same air. Better no one catch that scent, better Loux bury it in his own.

ask meme || @lovicidium

LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH

○○○○○ | ATTRACTION He thinks about it for a second. He doesn't think that Karlyle is unattractive. But also, he doesn't feel inclined to — anything, really. "I'm impartial to him. Perhaps what he needs is someone to just — be there?"

●●○○○ | AFFECTION "Karlyle is human and that alone warrants patience and kindness."

●○○○○ | INTEREST "Only as far as I must."

●●○○○ | LOYALTY "I don't believe that any current goal of mine intersects with Karlyle's aspirations. I don't seek to thwart him in any way."