cxsne
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whispers hey there friend
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cxsne
/casually lays here howdy….
whispers hey there friend
cxsne replied to your post “Nickname”
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Nickname
As Send me ‘Nickname’ for my muses nickname for yours
{ ❥ } – “Dimi, Mimi,” voice happy and singsong as he called out. “Pigeon Boy, Elsa, Pretty Boy —— wow, you sure have a lot of names.” The silent ‘to me' didn't need to be spoken. “Hey, but no matter what name, you're still my best friend, right?”
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cxsne replied to your post:Online
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Hello love
Dimitri holds back any other words of scolding he might have left on his tongue. He fights back the urge to yell at the other, no matter how hard it is. And it’s difficult for him, but he does it anyway. He’s not even sure why exactly he’s holding himself back, because he feels like he shouldn’t. Akura deserves every word that wants to spill out from his lips. But at the same time, a part of Dimitri is telling him he doesn’t. That yelling at his best friend– if he could even call him that anymore– was wrong.
"This…is unforgivable, Nanase," he says with a shake of his head. A hand finds its way onto his face, and the redhead pinches the bridge of his nose, clearly frustrated. This is just…too much for him to handle right now. Dimitri wasn’t sure what the next step he should be taking with this was. And he doesn’t have anyone to ask, because the one person he would have turned to on this, was also the one person he was currently against.
"You’re right," he mumbles quietly, his tone dripping with sadness and disappointment, "It was all a mistake." The other can take that however he wants to. It doesn’t matter.
{ ❥ } - The black-haired male sighed and pressed his face into his hands. "A mistake, I know, and probably unforgivable." The humiliation and anger that the skater was feeling was rolling off of him in waves, but Akura still wasn't sure if he could detect hate amongst that tidal wave of feeling. Akura was almost tempted to ask Dimitri if he hated Akura now – Akura wouldn't be surprised, at the very least.
Instead, he sighed and lifted his head from his hands to glance up at Dimitri. "Dimi... Ah, sorry, D-Dimitri." Right, nicknames probably weren't the best idea right now. "At least... Don't miss your reception. I know that today is already... It hasn't been a very good day thus far, but they're probably waiting on you. You should go." Again the mental question if he should still continue his duties as best man and give the speech or if Dimitri would even want him there. His hand drops down the fiddle the paper, with the words he knows by heart already, and he finally lifts his head to face the other. "...Do you want me there?"
#lmao yes you are #not sorry
{ ✌ } You are skating on very thin ice, young person.
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Hnnnn I did it already but thank you <3