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Wearing your muses clothes…
…to make your muse jealous.
“Okay, so, funny story. I was trying to put on your clothes so that you could see how much better I looked wearing them, but I just realized I’m…a little…too tall.” He grimaced, looking down at the shirt he was wearing. It looked like he had shrunk it in the wash.
“Actually these pants are going to prevent me from being able to have children.” Flannel looked in the mirror and nodded in approval. “Although they still make my butt look good.”
“I don’t get it, A. You’re not my dad so don’t you dare reprimand me in my own house!” She was pissed and for good reason too.
“Okay Blue, but all I’m saying is that you shouldn’t just let people walk all over you like that!”
They were fighting which was never good for them. They would always had each other’s backs but right now…they just seemed to be at each other’s throats and soon enough someone’s throat is gonna get ripped out if they didn’t stop. Sure, they fought sometimes but only over petty things like how one didn’t clean up after themselves and how the other didn’t have an once of self-control.
“I’m not letting them walk all over me! It’s their choice not to stay and I let them because they should have a say in these things too!”
“Blue, you’re being ridiculous! People are just going to treat you like shit if you don’t stand up for yourself! Don’t you respect yourself!?”
A silence hung over the air for a moment before Lapis opened her mouth to speak.
“Get out.”
“Blue–”
“Get the fuck out of my house!” She pushed past him, pulling the door open so hard that it slammed against the wall before she pointed out for him to leave.
Arakita had no idea how or why but he’s currently staring at some random stranger who held one of the pedals of his road racer in his hand. He wasn’t sure if he was shocked more than he was pissed. He’s probably more pissed; he always was.
“What the fuck, man?! How did ya even manage to tear a pedal off a bike?! What did I ever do to ya or yer family, hah?!”
Somewhere deep down, Slaine knew he should have continued past the bike when he noticed it was leaning at such an odd angle instead of trying to move it, but how was he meant to know that the pedal would scrape against the edge of the sidewalk and pop off so easily? He flushed, staring at the mangled piece as his heart dropped into the pit of his stomach, “I think I broke it..” Murmured the blond, more to himself than anything before hearing an eruption from the apparent owner.
Oh no.
“Please, I assure you, it was an accident! I was only trying to right it and well, it was so close to the curb that...” Teal eyes dropped to the item in his hand briefly before returning, “I’m very sorry! I’ll pay to have it repaired!” He dipped his head in an apologetic bow, hoping this boy was more forgiving than many he’s encountered before.
Flannel found himself spending more and more time wandering Newstark with nothing to do. Every time he finished one of his ‘chore’ lists he had to wait over two weeks for the next one to come in. He was running out of ways to spend his free time. He could only watch the same movie so many times. Looking at his watch to see it nearing the noon hour he had a foggy memory of a certain gloomy aggressive boy. Well that was a way to kill some time. He really got a kick out of his reactions.
Making a beeline for the convenience store; Flannel almost slammed into the sliding door when it didn’t open fast enough. Arakita looking depressed as ever was manning the register while his coworkers were busy restocking shelves. “So where’s the funeral?” He leaned forward on the counter and tilted his head. “I’m feeling awfully generous today; I assume you go on lunch break soon so why don’t I buy you something?”
She likes going on dates as long as they’re the quiet kind with not too many people around. She gets nervous when there’s a lot of people and she’ll slip up on her words a lot.
Arakita worries for her when she’s out on dates. Sometimes when she gets stood up, she’ll call Arakita while crying in bed. He always(somehow) gets in through the window with food and other gifts.
