#spreadthcwings

❝    now   any   other   day,   I   would   play   it   cool   …   but   I   can’t   now,   cause   I   want   you.   see,   i’m   hooked   on   how   you   flex   your   style   …   and   I   wanna   talk   for   a   little   while. ( @spreadthcwings. )

from   the   moment   eyes   met.    hanamaru   kazama   &   rock   howard.   /   commission   done   by   lenaffin.

( spreadthcwings. ) ━━━━━━

"I-.." That caught him off guard, how was it Alyssa's just this bold right off the bat, no shame or anything of the sort? Just a simple hello, and then it's straight to the compliments.

Gently he'd claps both his hands against his own cheeks, hopefully to rid them of their dark red tint that'd rival his own jacket. "Right out the gate today huh...anymore of that and I might just invite you out to lunch or something."

placing   down   your   pins,   you   spin   around   in   your   chair   to   get   a   full   look   at   the   blonde.   hanamaru’s   wedding   dress   was   almost   finished,   so   you   used   this   as   the   best   time   to   take   a   break.  

( spreadthcwings. ) ━━━━━━ unprompted ft. ragingminuet.

"What's this I heard about you being a good color on me too?? Because here I thought you were a canvas and I'm supposed to spay you with white." He's blushing..someone told him to say that. ( @spreadthcwings )

❛   wait,   rocky,   who   told   you   that   …?!    ❜   eyes   widening,   you   place   your   hands   over   her   mouth,   cheeks   a   dark   red.   turning   away   slightly,   you   find   yourself   stammering,   squeaking   slightly   at   his   response.   taking   out   your   hand   fan,   you   instantly   fanned   yourself   to   calm   yourself,   arousal   shooting   through   your   body.   ❛   s-so   …   is   that   an   invitation   …?    ❜

( spreadthcwings. ) ━━━━━━ "Leave a message after the beep" ! / hanamaru leaves you a voicemail! ♡

❛   rocky   …   do   you   remember   how   we   were   …   uhm   …   roleplaying   …   and   you   kept   calling   yourself   the   big,   bad   wolf?   well,   uhm,   ryuujin   must   have   overheard   when   we   thought   he   was   sleeping   …   and   now   we   have   a   parent-teacher   conference.   it   seems   he   told   his   friends   at   school   that   he   is   part   wolf   because   he   heard   his   father   growling   and   saying   he   was   one.   he   also   is   scared   that   I   will   not   be   alive   when   he   gets   home   because   he   heard   you   say   you   will   ━━   uhm   ━━   eat   me.   ❜

there   was   rock,   down   the   street,   completely   off   his   bike.   ❛   rocky!   you   were   not   supposed   to   listen   while   …   ❜   triumph   instantly   transitions   into   worry   and   concern,   running   down   the   street   to   assess   the   injuries.

❛   I   can   sing   for   you   …   as   much   as   you   want   …   ❜ @burnxngslash / @spreadthcwings. ( cont'd. )

( spreadthcwings. ) ━━━━━━  The blond would hold her hand whilst loooking into her eyes. No words needed to be said because the love he held for her is reflected in the gaze he gave her, the way his heart beats like a powerful drum in her presence. The way ordinary things sounds like a melody whenever he's around her, the type of love that lights up the world..his world.

                 you   both   loved   and   hated   when   he   did   this:   when   he   looked   at   you   and   saw   straight   through,   into   the   disruption,   the   distortion   that   twisted   quietly   inside   your   soul.

things   had   changed.   your   passion   for   modeling   still   stood,   but   the   confidence   that   once   lit   you   up   was   gone.   every   morning,   you   faced   the   mirror,   searching   for   something ━━━ anything ━━━ that   felt   like   you.   but   the   light   in   your   eyes   had   dulled,   and   you   didn’t   know   how   to   explain   it.   your   mother   would   rage   if   you   even   tried,   as   if   your   sadness   was   an   inconvenience,   a   weakness,   a   flaw   you   chose   (   as   hitomi   kazama,   the   international   singer,   didn’t   step   back   over   something   she’d   think   would   be   so   trivial,   she   would   have   not   allowed   it   ).   so   you   stayed   silent.   you   held   it   in,   because   there   was   nowhere   safe   to   let   it   out.

and   then   there   was   rock.

the   man   who   knew   you ━━━ truly   knew   you ━━━ in   ways   no   one   else   did.   he   didn’t   demand   an   explanation   and   moved   without   guidance.   he   simply   reached   for   your   hand,   and   you   let   him.   scarlet   met   sienna.   you   tried   to   hold   it   together,   to   stay   strong,   but   your   face   began   to   crumble.   your   eyes   welled,   your   lip   trembled ...

and   then   you   broke.

( spreadthcwings. ) ━━━━━━ He was giving his bike another one of his maintenance work, it was rather convenient for him considering how great he's been at servicing vehicles or even repairing them, Terry's always told him if cooking was out of the cards, then he'd make a great handyman. "Ah." He was finally finished, and so he stood up, grabbing the bike's handle after climbing ontop of it. A few twists here and there and it purred like brand new. "That's what I like to hear...man I'm a mess."

❛ would  you  like  to  fix  ryuujin’s  big  wheel  next?  ❜  you  tease  gently,  cradling  the  now-sleeping  toddler  in  your  arms.  stepping  out  onto  the  outdoor  entranceway,  you  catch  rock  just  as  he’s  tightening  the  last  bolt  on  his  motorcycle.  the  sight  never  fails  to  stir  something  warm  in  you:  the  way  his  hands  move  with  care  and  certainty,  the  faint  smirk  of  pride  as  he  inspects  his  work.

he’s  streaked  with  grease,  sweat  and  dirt  on  his  skin,  and  your  coy  smile  widens  at  the  beautiful  mess  he’s  become.