#sugarskated

breath halts in hesitance, the implications of kenjirou’s suggestion like the filter of a soft blur upon his thoughts. heat blooms from tip of ears to center of cheeks as blond strands fall to conceal features.             a smirk.   ❛   if you’re prepared to afford it. for now  --   ❜   he pauses to pluck two flowers from the ground, deft fingers twisting the stems to form a makeshift ring,   ❛   --  here’s yours.   ❜   

“Huh? Did you say something? Ryo didn’t hear you because Ryo had her earbuds in.” She dangled the earbuds in front of the stranger for a moment before she stuffed her I-Pod and earbuds into her bag. “...Ryo is very sorry that she didn’t hear you.”

                          ❛    sometimes it’s actually painful to be around you.    ❜

❛   hey, kenjirou !   ❜   a rare smile tugs infectiously at lips, hands shoved into the pockets of sweater  ( of which yuri may or may not have stolen from him, )  to keep the air of nonchalance about.   ❛   so, i was thinking. about the ramen place we went to the other day, apparently the owner said they were going to have an eating competition  --  but it’s like, a doubles thing ?  do you wanna come with me ?  i won’t be in japan for long, so i figured i’d make the most out of the time i have left.   ❜       //       @sugarskated   /   ♥

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❛   kenjirou.   ❜   softly, hesitant, his voice rings & fades like falling snow melting against his skin, cheeks dusted pink from more than the cold seeping into his bones. forward - focused gaze, their hands linked & fingers intertwined. he conceals a quiet smile.   ❛   good job today. you were amazing.   ❜   winter’s bite cannot stop the pride from bleeding into his voice, a warmth unbidden rising with it.   ❛   but             i’m still going to beat you tomorrow.   ❜       /       @sugarskated