#clzire

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9. “Help me pop my shoulder back in.”

        It had happened so quickly, Ryuu himself had been aware of the conundrum he had found himself facing when he looked in the mirror. It was no surprise that his arm was slightly bent the wrong way, shoulder looking slightly askew in the process. He didn't feel pain, after all, though he did feel the slight brush of skin against his own when the man had bumped into him and knocked him back with a rather heavy force that he himself was unaware of.

        This was supposed to be a normal day, he had promised that he would try his best to stay out of trouble while they were out. Promised that he wouldn't cause a ruckus with his curiosity and that he wouldn't wander too far in case he forgot why he was out in the streets at all. Claire had agreed to it and kept him to his word; and now he felt a tinge of guilt seeping up his neck as his eyes fell to the expanse of the girl's back.

        "Claire?" He called out, watching as she took a moment to herself to scan the article of clothing in hand. A soft smile tugged at the corners of her lips, and he watched as she let her gaze drag down the beautifully crafted shirt-- but there were other matters at hand.

        "Yeah?" She finally replied, and he felt that tinge of guilt gnawing at his chest when she turned to look at him-- only to blink back the shock that was quickly spreading across her face like wildfire. "Ryuu!" She called out, putting everything down in that moment as quick footsteps finally managed to bring her to a halt just in front of him. "What did you do?"

        "I didn't do anything!" He spoke up almost instantly, already on the defensive as the familiar warmth coming from the pads of the girls fingers poked and prodded around his chest area in an attempt to get a better understanding of what exactly his body was doing. "Help me pop my shoulder back in." 

        "That's not something I hear everyday..." She murmured, eyebrows knitting together in what seemed like confusion and worry all swept together. Eyes narrowing in the slightest as he turned his contorted shoulder towards the girl, he noticed her making a face at the way his 'bones' were positioned and he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

        "Do it, quick and easy. Or I'll call someone else to do it, and I promised you I wouldn't make a scene today." He murmured, gaze settled on the others as she shook her head at him-- clearly not up for such behaviour. 

        "If I rip off your arm in the process it's not my fault."

        "If you rip off my arm I can reattach it." 

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no matter what lifetime it is, where he stands in the timeline there’s always that one person he ends up finding or bumping into. and he knows it’s him. call it fate or call it pure coincidence, he just always ends up popping into taehyung’s life and really, he has no idea why nor is he actually seeking for an answer. in a sense, he’s just letting things be the way they want to be. though sometimes, it can hurt.

there’s something familiar about the individual, despite their first meeting he received a jawline kiss. his jaw was alluring, that’s what the male said. he must have been drunk but despite the drinks they had that nice, he remained poise and that somewhat ticked taehyung, but he wouldn’t admit that. there’s something familiar that he can’t pinpoint about clyde and it’s literally plucking at the strings in his mind.

who are you? why do you seem familiar? why am i so comfortable around you?

questions bounce off from wall to wall in his mind, some having sharp edges and it’s enough to cause a headache. he’s pressing his palm against his temple and clenching his teeth. thinking this much shouldn’t hurt him, yet it does. and takes a step back, licking his lips as he drops down to sink into the cushions of the couch. he tips his head back and presses a forearm against his forehead as he stares blankly at the ceiling and then it hits him.

he smiles, but it’s nothing genuine, nothing close to sweet either; it’s the pinch of a realisation, something he won’t be dwelling into nor mentioning. in every lifetime, there’s always some sort of attraction that keeps pulling him. but the only thing that lures him to clyde is the odd friendship that manifested between the two—friendship and nothing else. nothing like their past lifetimes. and grant it, it confuses taehyung, but unlike the several other things that does—he’s not too bother by this one.

"obviously this lifetime isn’t ours." he’s mumbling to himself as the clock strikes three in the morning and before he knew it, he’s fast asleep.

[sjjin]

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You’ve already seen my face.

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clzire replied to your post:I mean, my wittle cutie.

Are you serious.

I've never been more serious in my life.

[sjjin]

I mean, my wittle cutie.

Wow. Let your true colours show.

[sjjin]

Playin' what, you homeless rat--

[archive4selentieun]

❝That’s not my name.❞

❝That’s not my name.❞

"Oh?" Supposed she spat another's name in order to call for their attention. Wanting nothing more than them to turn and greet the young woman with a radiant smile and wave. Then again, her expectations from others were quite low so she doesn't let her imagination wander off too far into hoping so much.

Familiar features but she was a mere stranger like those who continue to wander around aimlessly on the sidewalk. There's no clear embarrassment that spreads along her features when she made her minor mistake. There's one who always looks like another, the world is a tiny place after all. Especially town. "Forgive me for that, you just look like somebody I used to know." Naeun explained clearly, hand grazing along the center of her chest with fingers absentmindedly tapping it. It drops to her side effortlessly, lips curving into a sheepish grin.

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clzire replied to your post:I still dance better than you though.

Have you seen me dance at the club? Smoooooth as fuck.

Club..? Club..?!  When the heck did you go club?!