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I am disappearing and revamping elsewhere. If I follow you, I follow you if not, good bye have a great life.
Sehun shifted on his feet, pursing through the aisles of a local art shop, his fingers thumbing through the products absentmindedly, his lips drawn into a flat line, expressing nothing more than a fleeting thought. A small sigh slipped through his lips as he finally made it to the paints, crouching down he scanned through the various shades of red, looking for the colour most closely representing blood.
The artist was practically bouncing on his feet when he entered the store. His hand raised to wave at the employee working cashier 3 since she’s been here since this shop opened and she’s older than probably all the people in the store combined. Bradley went directly to the paint section and stopped short when he saw a blonde kid kneeling down in front of the red paint. That was the one color he needed and it was right in front of the boy’s face. Scarlet Lake— 603. He needed it. Yet there was something that kind of scared him about the other, he didn’t really want to ask him to move.. maybe if he just grabbed the other colors he needed and then came back later for that shade of red… No. He needed it now, it was the main point of the entire piece he was working on. So gathering up his courage, he puffed his chest out and tapped him on the shoulder. But despite his body language, his voice came out like a pathetic squeak, “I— um.. excuse me? I need.. that blood-ish color right there.. the um.. Scarlet Lake one..”
Bradley opened his mouth to spit a retort before he just gasped instead. All the paint, every last Scarlet Lake was just.. pushed into that horrific blue plastic basket. He knelt down when the other had walked past him, checking far back to make sure every last paint was taken before he looked around at the other colors. “None of these will work. I need that one.” The artist stood and followed the direction in which the other had gone. He checked the aisles as he walked before spotting him at the counter.
With a slight jog, he stepped up behind the boy and tapped him on the shoulder again. “Excuse me.. I’m sure you have enough red paint. Can I have just— one of those? I need it. I-I mean.. I’m sure theres plenty of other colors like it, in fact other brands have that same color. But I need that specific brand.. it mixes better than others. I really hope this doesn’t bother you, but I need it badly.” Bradley slid his other hand into the basket slowly, a grin pulling at the corners of his lips. “Please? I could show you a few other— even cheaper— brands that are almost the same color. I promise you.”
The noise had returned again in the form of small pleas as Sehun finally turned back, noticing the other. His lips pursing slightly as he placed the basket on the counter, nodding to the cashier, basic formalities as he turned around crossing his arms over his chest as he raised a brow curiously.
"Are you belittling me, by assuming the paint I'm interested in is the cheapest they have?" He stated, the tone of his voice sounding rather irritated as he shifted on his feet, looking down at the other. "Or are you just that desperate to the colour you need, in order to complete some magnificent piece of work, you poor starved artist, am I correct?" He rolled his turning his back on the other as he had been checked out scanning his card almost immediately as he pushed the paints back into his basket, carefully bagged up as he moved to head out the door, not sparring the other the slightest of glances.
Sehun shifted on his feet, pursing through the aisles of a local art shop, his fingers thumbing through the products absentmindedly, his lips drawn into a flat line, expressing nothing more than a fleeting thought. A small sigh slipped through his lips as he finally made it to the paints, crouching down he scanned through the various shades of red, looking for the colour most closely representing blood.
The artist was practically bouncing on his feet when he entered the store. His hand raised to wave at the employee working cashier 3 since she’s been here since this shop opened and she’s older than probably all the people in the store combined. Bradley went directly to the paint section and stopped short when he saw a blonde kid kneeling down in front of the red paint. That was the one color he needed and it was right in front of the boy’s face. Scarlet Lake— 603. He needed it. Yet there was something that kind of scared him about the other, he didn’t really want to ask him to move.. maybe if he just grabbed the other colors he needed and then came back later for that shade of red… No. He needed it now, it was the main point of the entire piece he was working on. So gathering up his courage, he puffed his chest out and tapped him on the shoulder. But despite his body language, his voice came out like a pathetic squeak, “I— um.. excuse me? I need.. that blood-ish color right there.. the um.. Scarlet Lake one..”
The noise of footsteps bouncing towards him were drowned out in the distance up until they had stopped right next to him. The action had Sehun sighing, letting the ticks of the watch on his wrist click away until finally; the other had asked for something of him.
He titled his head up, glancing at the individual who looked far too cheerful to be asking for blood coloured paint. He narrowed his eyes, an unreadable expression crossing his face as he nodded slightly, shoving every single container of that specific red paint into his basket, shifting slightly before standing up, stretching his legs before walking directly past the individual, shrugging his shoulders as he headed towards the counter.
When you live in a world of fantasy, faerie tales and dreams, the rest of the world stares. And after that in those fleeting moments you know that reality can never be good enough, you start to become a part of that world itself. And beyond those roads there will be nothing left to trap you there.
The days become a blur, the names and faces all met before wash away like the tides of the sea and the last memory holding it all together is the dull ache in the back of your neck from the night before.
It’s not easy living in the life of a dreamer.
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Hmm.. well, most experts are humble, saying they aren’t. So I guess you are an expert. At least, an expert to me, since I know nothing about coffee compared to you. -nods once- Let me treat you this time, hm? -she beamed at him, pursing her lips- It’s been some time since I last touched a cup of frappucino. Mm.
If you say so. {'He chuckled lowly, shaking his head as he glanced towards the vendor, patiently waiting until she had spoken, his head tilting curiously.} Oh- no, not at all. Trust me, It'll be on me. I haven't even the slightest worry of price or cost, it would be unkind of me to let you pay in my current situation. {'He insisted, pursing his lips as the drinks arrived off to the side, his hands grasping the both of the cups, immediately moving to hand her one.}
R u dating upxkyungs00?? ? ?// ? / - an0n
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I'm not gay. {'He shrugged his shoulders, rolling his eyes.} He is my little princess though.
Yes, it’s Sulli. -she simpered, her cheeks flushing as you wink at her; walks to the coffee stand with you, hiding half of her face in her muffler- Well, if there is, I’d actually like a chocolate frappucino. I’m not.. much of a coffee person, actually, so I don’t really know what to expect. All I’ve had was frappucino and regular coffee. Are you an expert in coffee? -her eyes brightens up as they met yours-
A chocolate frap it is then~ {'He chuckled, spinning back towards the stand to politely make their order, shrugging his shoulders as he glanced back towards her.} I wouldn't say an expert, but I happen to be a fan and after all these years of being banned from such drinks and pleasures, I'm kicking in full swing. {'He chimed, shifting on his feet as he moved off to the side.} I'm not exactly an expert with anything, I suppose.
-she got up to her feet with the help of the boy, pats her skirt straight as she looked up at him, immediately captivated by his looks- S-sehun? I’m Sulli. -she smiled sheepishly, and nodded- Pleasure to meet you.
Sulli-- is it? {'He hummed, winking at her as he moved to lead the way down the road a bit, to a small coffee stand, shoving his hands inside of his pockets, fending off the cold.} The pleasure is all mine. Do you have a personal favourite? {'He motioned to the board hanging inside of the small little stand, listing several different types and makes of caffeine beverages.}
sullixnlr said:
-she frowned and extended her hand, pouting slightly- Then.. probably you could help me get up and we can get coffee~
{'He chuckled, reaching out for her hand nodding his head slightly as he tugged gently, helping her up to her feet once more.} I apologize- where were my manners? I'm Shix- Sehun by the way.