#prxcasis

prxcasis

Shingo wasn’t a very happy man. Despite being the envy of anyone looking to extend their life or appear much younger than they were, the blond felt bitterness over his appearance. Especially sitting next to the man that was his twin brother. Watching his nephew blow out birthday candles and looking as if he were Shingo’s twin instead of his brother’s son. They’d long since been unable to celebrate such occasions together. Around the thirty year mark, it became too unbelievable to tell restaurants and other people that they were in fact born on the same day so Shingo began celebrating those days on his own.

And who was to blame for this curse? That bastard Sei. The man he’d thought wanted a one night stand or even a short friends-with-benefits type arrangement to get over an ex. The man that had used Shingo and cursed him. Whether it be some sort of spell or other type of enchantment, the blond was convinced he was cursed. How else was he to explain the fact that he hadn’t aged a day since that night twenty whole years ago? Even his boss, Natsuki, was convinced of it. And seeing as the man was an expert of sorts on immortality, Shingo trusted his word.

HOW DARE

Yes he was singing the same song that Jessica Rabbit sang. Yes he was stripping. No he did not give a damn.

“Your sitting' down wondering what it's all about. If you ain't got no money they will, put you out. Why don't you do right, like some other men do?”

He smirked at the whistles he got from the men in the bar. He loved preforming like this since he couldn’t do at in his real tour. Being in a band that was friendly towards teens sucked, so  every so often he’d find a strip club that would allow to preform and go wild. Maybe he’d even get lucky tonight.

 prxcasis 

    Salt and pepper. Honey and wine. It was that time. 

    Enough was enough. While he may have been stripped of his bodyguards, he was still capable on his own. Isolation was an old friend of his that received an ungrateful welcome. 

    Left to his own devices while he waited for results, he found a renewed need for more books. Out of everything that he could do.. That had become a top priority. 

    Look, a man could 

               indulge himself now and then. 

    Yesterday had been uneventful. 

    Or rather... A pain. He did not enjoy the limbo he found himself in. 

    Under different circumstances, he would not be so stir-crazy. But time was slipping out between his fingers. 

    Right, when he found a new desire. It was unfortunate. But he had not been the prepared party, so he had to accept the defeat. It was swift and.. unimaginably merciful compared to what he had been faced with in the past. Was it the foolishness of youth or the heart that had caused the blond to make the mistake of mercy? The question was turned over in his head while he stopped outside of a small book store. 

     Sunlight shown through the store’s cheap stained-glass windows and made the interior appear distorted when viewed from the outside. 

     On a good day, this would perk his interest, but it only softened the hard pressed line of his lips. When he entered, a doorbell jingled and of course he would end up walking into a poor soul. 

     Unless the person had been to the left of the door way, he was not sure how it happened without the soul being smacked with the door. But why question it when he took a step back and feigned a surprise that would trample the irritation that had come to him. 

     Look who was ruining everyone’s day.

                “Oh! Are you alright?”  

that works for me :’D

so many things and im not sorry also sTAR LIKE WORDS IS ADORABLE OKAY

IM NOT SORRY IF IM THE GUILTY ONE.