“This might be sort of strange — but I’m glad to hear you say that.” Zen’s grin softened somewhat, his gaze falling from Roxas’ countenance and to the lush green grass underfoot as they worked their way across the park. “I was a little worried that you resented us. I mean, I wouldn’t blame you if you did.” Being told to remain in an unfamiliar apartment and tasked with planning a large, organization party? He would’ve been fucking pissed. However, Roxas was exhibiting a hundred percent, and Zen was grateful. “So, thanks for sticking by us.” Nudging Roxas with his shoulder, the corners of his lips curved upwards just a bit higher. “And everything will change as soon as Seven catches the hacker. Then, you won’t have to worry about staying stuck indoors all the time.” However, at Roxas’ continued display of dramatics, laughter escaped him before he sobered enough to play along. “As if you could help but swoon over me. God, my face brings danger to everyone around me! What a curse.” As they collected their two bags of duck food and headed towards the water, Zen raised his eyebrows. “They don’t take it out of your hands, right? You just throw it at them?”
he offered the smallest smile, genuine, with no word of a lie, but it was there all the same. a smile that wasn't fake and plastered on like you would do for your a photograph... a selfie. ❛❛ I couldn't resent you for something that isn't your fault. you didn't put me there. ❜❜ no, it wasn't zen who had sent him that text, and sent him to rika's apartment. and unless zen was about to reveal himself as being unknown, he'd never blame zen. besides, he figured the sooner he put on the best party of their careers, of the association, and earn his freedom back that way. ❛❛ ah, don't worry, zen. I'm not exactly gonna abandon you guys now. ❜❜ he laughed, smile bright into a grin as the sound rippled from his lips. at the slight nudge, he pushed back against his friend, hands against his arm. ❛❛ I hope he does too. I can't wait to be able to go into the city again, to have more freedom. ❜❜ a soft huff, his cheeks puffing out and the bangs by his nose flying up for a brief second. ❛❛ that way, we can all go out together. ❜❜ to actually spend a day with his friends seemed like such a mediocre thing but that was all he wanted to do. holding both bag of oats in his hand, he passed one to zen before starting to walk down the path. he used to come this way every day on the way to school, and so he was familiar on the way to the duck pond. ❛❛ ha! just make sure to catch me. ❜❜ a wink. ❛❛ just throw some on the ground. if you want, they can take it from your hand, like this. ❜❜ he bent close to the ground, and lightly threw a handful of the oats towards the duck. it waddled along to him, before pecking at the food on the ground.
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