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Fandom: 終わりのセラフ | Owari no Seraph | Seraph of the End

Rating: T (only for this excerpt)

Pairing: Mikaela Hyakuya x Yuuichirou Hyakuya (MikaYuu)

Notes: Violinist!Mika x Pianist!Yuu, RP plot potential

Warning: Angst

It was spring when Yuuichirou met a peculiar person during lunch time. It was mere coincidence since Yuuichirou wanted to have some time to himself and he thought that the rooftop was the perfect place. However, he never expected to bask in the view of a blond male student playing a violin with so much passion. The music he made was filled with emotions, and his hands and body moved smoothly to accompany it. The blond was a musician in his element.

Unfortunately, his small performance didn’t last very long cause he immediately caught Yuuichirou staring at him. His violin piece abruptly ended with a slight squeaking sound while blue eyes turned to look at his unexpected visitor.

Kafei was embarrassed, leaving the scene. He knew he did well apologizing, he just hoped he hadn't completely ruined it with Jasdae. He hoped they could as least be friends.

Walking down the path into the park was nice. The smell of petrichor filled his lungs. He hoped it would clear his head but his mind was a bit muddled. He was disappointed in himself. Coming to this new land and thinking it would be easy. He was foolish. 

The sound of  the fountain nearby caught his attention, his ears flicking at the sound. He walked off the path towards it and carefully took off his shoes so he could stick his feet into the water. He sat on the bank and dipped his feet in. It was cold but it was refreshing. He sat with his knees perched up and he lazily rested his arms on them, his chin on the crook of his arm.

Home was miles amongst miles away. He had walked so far for a new life and yet this life may not be what he was looking for. What did I expect? To become successful by changing scenery? No, there's a lot more to it than that. I need to find a job and then be able to afford a place to stay. Kafei huffed and lay fell onto the ground, forgetting that there was a large dip from where it met the fountain. He rubbed his head after the impact. Hopefully he wouldn't bruise. He kept his feet in still; the bottom of his pants became soaked with cold water. I can't afford to start relationships with people if I don't have a penny to my name. I had no money back home either. That was 'father's' money. I just have to figure this out. I'm only starting out after all. Kafei stared up at the sky. It was dark and the stars were bright. Orion's belt shone proudly. 

9. A romantic kiss

((Because I can, I’m gonna tie this into the date scene that was RNG’d before. :D ))

His fingers brushed along the back of Nakara’s hands gently as he took in the question. “Windows to the soul? Your eyes are as vast as the night sky, every glimmer a mystery worth exploring.”

He knew she was bemused, as the corners of her lips were upturned. Whether or not it was genuine enjoyment of his company, or whether she found the situation absurd was a question to be solved later. Or… maybe not so later.

Leaning in, he made his move. He took ample precautions before reaching this point, asking for some tonic from Professor Light the day prior. Mixing the tonic with wax, he had made a simple coating, it also worked wonders on dry, chapped lips.

Raising his hand gently, he rested it on Nakara’s cheek, showing his intentions, and continued his approach. Tilting his head he pressed his lips tenderly against her own, his other hand remaining, holding hers as they kissed. His lips trembled only for a brief moment after contacting her own, the trembling easing into the simple muscular motions he made as he suckled lightly on her lower lip.

20. A Night Together

The sun was setting as Jayce found himself retiring with Larissa. Inviting her into his place he closed the door behind them gently, being sure the proper locks were in place. (Although, if news of this got out, not even locks would keep the door upright when it reached Vi or Cait’s ears.)

"Well, make yourself comfortable," He said with a smile. Heading for the icebox he returned with a pair of cold bottles of craft brew. Handing one to the sellsword he took his seat next to her on the couch.

"I’ll be honest, I don’t know exactly how this works… My job doesn’t exactly provide me many nights to spend with others," Jayce admitted, the soft tone of his voice setting the gentleness of his mood. "If you like, I can sleep on the couch and you can take the bed. I made it this morning, and it’s definitely the most comfortable place in here."