"´͈ ᵕ `͈" [[ Assume this came from Judal
Send “´͈ ᵕ `͈” for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly holding their hand.
riseoftheblacksun
Detached and aloof. That was how Judal normally functioned around him.
Granted, Sinbad was well aware of how the teen’s childhood had shaped him into the person he now was. The name-calling, the sharp tongue…He merely took them in stride, partially because he understood, and the other half, Sinbad often questioned if he was secretly a masochist that derived pleasure from inflicting angst upon himself.
So when fingers closed themselves around his own, Sinbad almost jumped from the sheer surprise of the unexpected contact.
The flinch came and left as an initial reflex, but as his startled mind started to calm itself, processing the information of what had transpired milliseconds ago, shock gave way to a slight disorientation and too much ideas, for there was seldom a time where Judal acted for simply no reason at all.
But supposed now was one of the rare times that the phenomenon occurred. Sinbad wasn’t about to question the youth, for he knew that Judal would simply snap at him and breaking the link between the two.
So instead, Sinbad gave in to instincts. Fingers slowly shifting to clasp around the younger male’s in return, his lips curved into an easy smile as he attempted his best to maneuver the shopping cart with one hand.











