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@slippingintoshadow-blog
::out of darkness::
Rogue frowns as he looks around the store. âI donât see anyoneâŚweird.â He shyly clings to Stingâs arm. âUmâŚdo you think you could call for someoneâŚI donât reallyâŚwant to draw attentionâŚto myselfâŚâ
A blush appeared on Stingâs face when Rogue suddenly clung to his arm. Why had this guy be so adorable? âAlright, Iâll go call someone.â Looking around again, Sting still didnât see anyone. It was then he decided he would let them know they were here.
âHEY, HELLO!! ANYONE HERE?!?! WE WANNA GET MARRIED AN NEED RINGS!!!â
Rogue looks around with wide eyes, face bright pink and sweating nervously. âU-Uh, you d-donât have to announce it t-to the entire world, i-isnât that embarrassing...?â
Rogue leans his forehead against Stingâs, a warm smile on his lips. âI believe youâŚthank you so muchâŚfor all that you do for meâŚâ
âHey, weâre best friends, partners and lovers, right? No matter what people throw at us, we can take it.â He assured Rogue.
Rogue smiled back, a new light in his eyes. âYes...as long as weâre together, we could do anything.â He leans forward and places a gentle kiss against Stingâs lips, cupping his face in his hands.
Rogue blushes a darker shade of red, giggling slightly. âSt-Stop, youâre embarrassing meâŚâ
âI canât help it.â Sting grinned. âI just am that much in love with you. Honestly, I never had thought that I would care for anyone else this much aside from Lector. But I sure am glad Iâm wrong about that!â
Rogue sighs, snuggling against Sting. âAlright, you dork, Iâll admit I thought the same, just with Frosch...â
Secret Relationship || Slippingintoshadow
Sympathy washes over Rogueâs features, although he quickly hides it. Sting doesnât want sympathy, Rogue knows that. âIf I ever see that happen Iâll step in. And which Prefect was this? They obviously didnât remember the rules weâre supposed to followâŚâ Rogue frowns, this thought making him more than a little bit irritated.
Sting rolled with his eyes as he let out a sigh. âWhich prefect? Guess the guy works at the Ministry of Magic now. It happened when I was a first year, you know.â Shaking his head, the blonde threw his hands in the air. âAh, whatever! Something that has been going on for centuries canât change.â
Rogue sees Sting starting to calm down and lets out a deep sigh. âLook...I will try my best to not let that happen anymore...but can we...start over, maybe? I feel bad for constantly scolding you...maybe...we could...?â Rogue wanted to ask for Stingâs friendship back, but he lost courage. It was a foolish thought, and honestly Rogue didnât even know where the hell it came from. Seeing softness cover Stingâs features for just that one single moment had reminded Rogue far too much of the past. Sting most likely would never say yes to him...but it wouldnât hurt to try...if he had the courage.
Rogue knew he was going to regret this, but he knew that Sting wasnât going to shut up he didnât do something. After all, two could play this game.
He smirks, hiding his smug eyes behind his bangs, which also hid his furious blush. He folds his arms and sits on Stingâs lap, refusing to look him in the eyes.
The moment Rogue sat down on Stingâs lap, the blonde wrapped his arms around Rogueâs waist, pressing the other close against him.
âThere ya go! See? Was it really that hard?â He laughed, nuzzling his nose in Rogueâs neck.
Rogue sighs, puffing out his cheeks ever-so-slightly in a pout. âYeah, yeah, whatever...â he mumbles, trying not to make it obvious that this really was he;ping him calm down.
The room is drafty, and Rogue canât help but to shiver slightly, tugging his cape tighter around himself.
::out of darkness::
Created a new verse if anyone is interested.
âYouâre not the only one who knows what it feels like to hold desires that come true only in dreams. But every morning we have a choice â forget our dreams or live them.â
Rogue looks at Rufus with interest, pondering the phrase. âThatâs beautiful,â he says softly to his friend, sitting down beside him. âBut I suppose itâs harder than it soundsâŚisnât it?â
âIâve bin thinking about dreams and life quite often as of late. I was wondering what youâr thought was on the matter.â As Rufus spoke he tilted his head down, letting his mind fill with thoughts of his own.Â
Rogue looks towards Rufus from the corner of his eye. âOh, well...Iâm always here to talk if youâd like...just know that in this subject matter especially Iâm definitely not the most positive person. You want rainbows in sunshine, youâve come to the wrong person...â
His hair shifts in front of his eyes as he looks out to the wall. âLife is really unfair...but it can be beautiful, even in itâs painful moments...itâs something Iâve had to slowly learn time and time again.â
"One time we went camping in the woods, I just left 'em there. Nobody found them for like 5 days. I don't even think their families cared, kinda sad, really." (wendy-the-sky-maiden)
Rogue looked at Wendy with stern eyes. âI have no idea what or who youâre talking about, but this sounds like a very bad idea. Have Sting and Natsu been a bad influence on you again?â
Rogue pays zero attention to most of the statement, simply choosing to latch onto part of it. âSomeone was mean to you? How dare they...who was it Wendy, Iâll make them pay!â
âYouâre not the only one who knows what it feels like to hold desires that come true only in dreams. But every morning we have a choice â forget our dreams or live them.â
Rogue looks at Rufus with interest, pondering the phrase. âThatâs beautiful,â he says softly to his friend, sitting down beside him. âBut I suppose itâs harder than it soundsâŚisnât it?â
âIndeed it is and sometime all we can do is take the first step in the right directionâ Rufus sighed as Rogue sat down next to him, he has more on his mind the normal and wonders if the Shadow Mage will help him come to a conclusion. âDo you ever wonder if your dreams are worth living?â Â
Rogue sighs softly, looking down gloomily. âAll the time. My dreams are silly anyways...itâs all about a future that will never come to pass, since itâs my fate to fall to my own darkness... Why do you ask?â
*throws Rogue into your inbox*
âRogue~!â Sting tackled his bff and smothered him with kisses.
Rogue laughs and kisses him back cheerfully, then snuggles up against his chest. âHello, good to see you too!â he grins. âSorry I was gone for so long, the lady said the job should only take a few hours but neglected to tell me that the trains getting back were broken, so I had to walk.â
Sting: Rogue, can I give you some advice?
Rogue: Absolutely not.
Rogue: Sting, we're not married.
Sting: Dude, we're a little married.
Rogue: I know. I love it.
Sting: I'm always straight.
Rogue: Oh, man, that's the biggest lie you've ever told.
Look what theyâve done, Minerva! Look what the homosexuals have done to me!
Jiemma (about Sting and Rogue)
Dear People I have Threads with;
Just because I start another thread with someone playing the same character as you, doesnât mean that I hate you, Iâm getting annoyed by you, or Iâm bored with you; Iâm most likely in a different scene, and nothing I send you both will be the same.
Just because I take a while to reply to you, but not others, doesnât mean Iâm ignoring you; My muse is picky, and I can only write what Iâm drawn to. I want my replies to be well written and fun, not forced and horrible
Just because I shorten a reply doesnât mean Iâm bored with the thread; Iâm probably tired, thinking of something else to continue with, or giving you the chance to set up our next situation.
Just because I drop a thread doesnât mean I will never come back to start another; When I drop threads, Iâm usually overwhelmed, without a muse for that particular piece, or bored with it, and Iâll ask to start another.
Donât assume because Iâm picky/tired/museless, Iâm not happy with you.Â