"Your feelings are so strong, you're almost dazzling. What are you carrying upon your shoulders, together with that clownish innocence? It is as if, like the light, you are going to fade away..." ~ Allen.
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Day 7 -- The One Where Lavi and Allen Break the Bed
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Rating: M
Characters: Lavi, Allen Walker.
Pairing: Laven
Day 7: Holism/Romanticism (OTP/bias prompt!)
Keywords: Dependence. Cooperation. Trust. Positive change. Learning. Inspiration.
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Warning, this chapter contains sex. You have been warned. XD
This chapter is for taebabywhysoserious, as she requested it. A lovely gift for a lovely lady. Hope you like it, dear. <3
Day 7 — The One Where Lavi and Allen Break the Bed
Lavi tapped his fingers restlessly against the table in the cafeteria. He’d been waiting for weeks now and it had slowly gnawed away at his insides. He was restless, twitchy, and over all in a foul mood. Why was the universe working against him like this? Was it some kind of karmic payback? Perhaps a curse of some sort? Did someone just have it out for him? In all honesty, Lavi didn’t know which it was, but after a while, he started blaming everyone for his bad luck.
First it was the Old Panda, who forced him to translate a ridiculously thick book, leaving him to work into the wee hours of the morning for days on end, and conveniently keeping him away from what he wanted.
Then it was Lenalee’s fault for catching a cold, leaving him as her replacement on a mission with Kanda.
And then
it was Kanda’s fault for making them late to return to the Black Order.
Now it was Komui’s fault, for sending Allen on a mission before he had returned.
In Lavi’s perfect memory, he counted how long it had been — Three weeks, two days, eleven hours, and thirty five minutes — since he and Allen had had a moment alone together.
And it was too fucking long
.
Here he was, horny as hell, and with no proper outlet. Lavi leaned against the table, still tapping away. His fingernails clicked faster against the wood, and harder yet, earning him a few confused glances from the others in the mess hall. Not that their stares did anything to dissuade his ire.
In fact, it only fueled it.
Just as Lavi was about to get up and simply try to
walk it off
, Lenalee sat across the table from him, her face scrunched up in worry. The redhead held back a sigh. Any other time, he would love to chat with her. However, she managed to have the worst timing imaginable.
“Hey, Lavi,” she said. “I was wondering if we could talk?”
“Look Lenalee, now isn’t really a good time,” Lavi started, only to have his excuse interrupted.
Lenalee wasn’t that easily put off. “Lavi, I was wondering if you were ok? You’ve been acting really weird lately. I mean, you even yelled at Miranda. Over
coffee
.”
Lavi made a face half-way between peeved and resigned. “Well, it was my mug…”
“Seriously, what is wrong?”
There was no way in hell he was going to tell Lenalee that the reason for his pissy mood and harsh reactions were because he was…. Stymied. “Hey, I apologized to Miranda—”
“Lavi…”
“—So, I don’t see what the problem is.”
Lenalee pursed her lips, unamused with his redirection. “If you don’t talk to me about this, I’m going to ask Allen.”
Lavi let out a short, hard laugh. Wouldn’t he just love to tell Allen about his problem. “Well, he’s not here right now, so…”
“He just got back half an hour ago.”
This tidbit of news left the redhead speechless for a good long while. “…What?”
Lenalee raised an eyebrow as she clarified, “Yeah, I saw him heading to the men’s bathroom not too long ago. He said something about getting cleaned up after his mission and— HEY! Where are you going?!” she shouted after Lavi, watching his figure as it retreated at lighting fast speed out of the cafeteria.
“Sorry, Lena! Gotta go! Urgent business!” Lavi called back, his voice becoming fainter as he ran away.
Lenalee only sighed.
Lavi darted down the winding halls of the Black Order, his boots clomping loudly against the stone floor. He passed by everyone in his rush, nearly knocking over a few people from the science department in his haste. He left them with a quick apology, not even bothering to slow down. He was on a mission, dammit – and no one could stop him!
With a thud, Lavi finally reached his destination, hitting the door as he skidded to a halt. Grabbing the handle, he ripped the door open and entered the bathroom. The bright lights inside made Lavi wince, but he adjusted after a moment. The room was empty from his vantage point, but he could hear someone moving around in the bath area.
Attempting to calm his hot blood, Lavi shook his head and took a breath before venturing into the back. “Allen?” he asked, his voice echoing off the tiled walls.
The rustling ceased for a moment, and then Allen came around the corner, dressed in nothing but a towel tied tightly around his waist. A second towel draped over his head as he scrubbed the fabric over his damp hair. Allen’s gray eyes lit up when he saw the redhead. “Ah, Lavi! What are you doing in here?”
“Looking for you. Lenalee told me you were back.” Lavi’s green eye took in Allen’s semi-nude form, logging away the picture in his memory. The white haired teen’s lithe body was still wet, droplets of water dribbling over scarred flesh as the towel around his waist hung loose and low. Lavi could already feel his face and neck heating up.
Allen pulled the towel off his head and draped it over his shoulders. His hair stuck out at odd angles, damp and messy. “I was going to find you after my bath. I just couldn’t stand myself any longer. Too much traveling and not enough rest stops. I was quite filthy.”
Lavi smirked as he closed the gap between them. “Well, you know I’m never averse to getting a little dirty with you.” He leaned down and stole a quick kiss before Allen pulled away, an amused look on his face.
Allen swatted at Lavi’s shoulder. “Watch yourself. This
is
a public bathroom, you know.”
“Well, then hurry up so we can take this somewhere
a little less public
.”
“In a hurry for any particular reason?” Allen teased, smiling as he continued to dry off.
Lavi scoffed, though he grinned. “As if you wouldn’t know.”
Allen’s silver eyes glinted with mischief. “Hmm, maybe you should show me? I seem to be in the dark.”
Without a word, Lavi grabbed Allen’s wrist and pulled him back into the bathroom, behind the wall and away from the main entrance. Allen laughed, dropping the towel from his shoulders and using his free hand to keep the one around his waist in place. His laughter abruptly ceased when Lavi pushed him against a wall, kissing him deeply.
Allen moaned as Lavi wasted no time in feeling him up. Their bodies pressed together, Allen stuck between the cold, tiled wall and Lavi’s hard, warm flesh. Lavi’s hand slipped down and past the pitiful towel that barely kept his form hidden from view, rubbing and teasing him as they continued to kiss.
Allen let go of his towel and let it drop to the floor, grabbing onto Lavi’s hips and pulling him closer. When their lips parted, Lavi kissed his way down Allen’s neck. The cursed teen managed to chuckle softly before it turned into a low moan, his fingernails digging into Lavi’s skin. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” he spoke up, breathlessly.
“Much too long,” Lavi mumbled against Allen’s damp flesh.
Allen looked across the room, a flicker of sense coming back to him. “We— Ah…” he started, but had to pause when Lavi found a sensitive spot on his shoulder. “We should find somewhere better for this.”
“Nn, this is fine,” Lavi insisted as he continued to nip along Allen’s collarbone. His hands gripped Allen’s thighs, pushing him up off his feet. Allen’s legs wrapped around Lavi’s waist instinctively, and his hands grasped his shoulders tight to keep balance.
“Laviii,” Allen whined, his head knocking against the wall behind him as the redhead groped and kissed his way over naked flesh.
Lavi was about take the white haired teen right then and there, however they were interrupted by the sound of the door opening, and a few voices echoing in the main bathroom area. Lavi’s green eye went wide, and without a second thought, he hefted his naked lover over his shoulder and darted into one of the bathroom stalls before they could be seen.
Once they were secluded away, Lavi set Allen back down on his feet, only to receive a stern glare.
“I told you so,” Allen whispered angrily, arms crossed over his chest. “Now what am I supposed to do? You left my towel out there.”
Lavi’s heart was racing, his face flushed with embarrassment at the realization that they were almost caught defiling the bathroom wall. He didn’t fancy having to explain their lewd acts to Komui, or anyone else for that matter. Having sex was one thing, but doing it in a public place was generally frowned upon. Not to mention, Allen would never forgive him for the embarrassment that would follow.
“I’ll get you another towel, ok?” Lavi comforted Allen, kissing the top of his head. Allen continued to glare at him, none too happy about the interruption.
Lavi wasn’t exactly thrilled with it either.
Once the voices died down, the group having filtered into the baths, Lavi poked his head out of the toilet stall. He tiptoed out and to the linen closet, grabbing a fresh towel for Allen and returning to their hiding place. As soon as he offered the white towel to him, Allen snatched from Lavi’s hand and quickly tied it around his waist.
“I’m going to my room before you can cause anymore trouble,” Allen grumbled, walking barefoot out of the bathroom and towards his quarters.
Lavi followed him, feeling like a puppy who had just been punished. He shoved his hands in his pockets and hung a few paces behind his lover. “I’m sorry, Al,” he said just a Allen reached his room. Lavi entered after the cursed teen, closing the door.
Allen ignored he apology, heading straight for his dresser and pulling out fresh clothing. He let the towel drop to the floor and dressed quickly, not looking at Lavi.
The redhead hung back, watching Allen. He was upset that Allen was peeved at him, but watching him dress right in from of him made Lavi’s blood hot again. Taking a chance, he walked up behind Allen as he pulled on his shirt, hands slipping over his now clothed hips. “Seriously, Allen. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you like that.”
Allen huffed, though he didn’t push the redhead away. “You don’t have to jump me in the bathroom, you know. A few kisses is one thing, but that was getting a little too serious.”
“I know, I know,” Lavi repeated, an embarrassed smile on his face. “Just — when I heard you were back, I had to see you. I couldn’t wait.”
“Have you no patience?” Allen asked, turning around and smirking up at Lavi.
His partner snickered. “Not when it comes to you.” Lavi leaned down and met their lips, kissing him with a gentle touch, not like the desperate kisses he gave Allen earlier in the bathroom.
Allen reciprocated, hands reaching up behind Lavi’s back, pulling him in close. When he managed to get his lips free for a moment, he said, “Well, now that we’re alone…”
Lavi’s grin nearly split his face in two. “You don’t have to tell me twice.” He scooped Allen up off his feet, then none too gently tossed him on the bed, following after him.
Allen squeaked as he hit the mattress, but had no time to recuperate, as Lavi was already on top of him, smothering him with kisses. Allen went with it, and wrapped his legs around the redhead, falling into sync with him easily. It wasn’t as if Lavi was the only one missing intimacy; Allen was simply more tactful about it.
“I don’t know why you bothered to get dressed,” Lavi said, pushing up Allen’s shirt and sliding his hands over the taut skin.
Allen laughed, his hands smoothing over Lavi’s back. “I guess I just want to make things hard for you.”
“Trust me — things are already
hard
…”
“Lavi!”
Just as the redhead started to strip down Allen, there was a loud, angry knocking, followed by the door busting open. The loud crack as the door hit the wall shocked Allen and Lavi, both of them looking up at the intrusion.
Kanda glared at the two on the bed, noting their compromising positions. He let out a disgusted “Tch.”
“Jesus Christ, Yuu! Do you go busting into everyone’s room like that!?” Lavi shouted, pulling Allen’s shirt back down and hopping off of him.
“I don’t have time for pleasantries. You’re both wanted in Komui’s office.”
“For what?!” Lavi shot back, getting angrier by the second.
“Like I fucking know or care. I’m just the goddamn messenger.” There was another grunt of displeasure as Kanda rolled his eyes at the two disheveled exorcists. “You two better not show up looking like that.”
“Get the hell out, BAKAnda!” Allen growled, tossing a pillow at the swordsman.
Kanda dodged easily. “Like I want to stick around to watch the show, Beansprout,” he shot back, leaving the room and not even bothering to close the door behind him.
Face turning red at the last comment, Allen jumped from the bed and ran to the doorway. “Asshole!” he shouted after Kanda, slamming the door as hard as he could, not caring who heard the argument.
Lavi blinked, taken aback by the severity of Allen’s anger. He watched as Allen took deep breaths in an attempt to calm himself. After a few moments, he chanced resting a hand on Allen’s shoulder. “You ok?”
“God, he pisses me off!” Allen growled out. “I mean, who does that? Just barges into someone’s room? It’s
incredibly rude
!”
Lavi nodded. “Yeah, well no one has ever accused Kanda of having manners.”
“Fuck, now we have to go to Komui’s office,” Allen cursed, shaking his head.
“Let’s just finish up here first,” Lavi suggested, his fingers moving up to Allen’s neck and brushing the skin there.
“Trust me, I’d love to, but if we don’t go now, they’ll just send someone else to bug us. And I don’t exactly feel like being cockblocked for a third time.”
“You’re telling me,” Lavi agreed, a frown marring his face at the mere thought. Then, an idea came to him. “Well, if they come looking, we should just be where they’d never think to find us.”
The suggestion perked Allen’s interest. “And where would that be?”
Lavi grinned. “I’m glad you asked!” He went to Allen’s dresser and grabbed a small container, tucking it in his pocket, then took Allen’s hand and led him out of the room. “I’ve got the perfect hide-a-way.”
Still flustered from their encounter with Kanda, Allen rubbed his face with his free hand, letting Lavi tug him along down that long and winding corridors of the Black Order. The vague thought of getting in trouble by specifically avoiding a summons to Komui’s office crossed Allen’s mind, but he was too distracted to give it anymore than passing attention. Lavi’s anxious pull on his arm and his sweaty palms kept Allen’s thoughts only on the redhead.
It took nearly fifteen minutes for them to walk through the halls, running into less and less people as they continued. Finally, they were alone in the corridors, still moving fast.
“Where exactly are we going, Lavi? I’ve lost track of where we were about five hallways ago.”
Lavi glanced back and forth at each door they passed, still walking at a quick pace. “I found this unused room a while ago, when I was hiding from Bookman. I haven’t really had a use for it since then,” he commented, trying to remember exactly where it had been. “Well, until now that is.”
Allen chuckled, letting himself be pulled along. “Better find it soon…”
“Yeah, or I might just have to throw you against the wall.”
“Haven’t we had enough exhibition for one day?”
“I’m kidding —
Kidding!
” Lavi assured him as they turned another corner. “Aha! Found it.”
To Allen, the door looked like any other one in the Order, not that he was an expert in finding his way around the confusing maze of hallways. He had gotten lost multiple times, even trying to find his own room. But Allen trusted Lavi’s perfect memory to get him where the needed to go.
Lavi opened the door, tugging on Allen’s arm to guide him in. Allen shut the door and looked over the room. It seemed to be simple living quarters that had not been occupied in years. A decent layer of dust covered the desk and dresser, and the window was dirty enough to keep the light from shining in properly.
But, thankfully, there was a bed.
Lavi let go of Allen and yanked the sheet off the bed disturbing the dust and creating a cloud of lung choking motes in air. Ignoring it, he looked down at the bed and grinned. “Yup, this’ll do.”
Allen coughed, waving his hand in front of his face. “Yes, how romantic.”
Lavi pulled at his shirt, tired of waiting. “I’ll wine and dine you later, babe. Just strip.” Without asking, the redhead grabbed Allen’s shirt and yanked it over his head dropping it into the newly formed pile.
Allen laughed, letting Lavi strip him down with shaking hands, his excitement barely contained. “You’re lucky I missed you enough to let that slide. For now.”
Lavi worked the button of Allen’s pants leaning it to kiss him as he did so. “Hey, I was going crazy without you around. Let’s not have this happen again, ok?”
Allen smiled, working on Lavi’s pants as well. “If I had my way, we’d always go on missions together.”
Allen’s pants fell to the floor, quickly followed by Lavi’s. The redhead pushed Allen over towards the abandoned bed, following after him. When their combined weight hit the mattress, it groaned in protest. “I know — I feel the same way. But we’re not exactly in control of that, are we?” He straddled Allen’s hips, then went to work on his neck, nipping and sucking the sensitive skin.
“No, not — Ah…” A sudden perfect touch distracted Allen from what he had wanted to say. “Nnn…”
Lavi grinned against Allen’s neck, his hand sliding over Allen’s stomach and towards his already aroused length. They had both been teased enough that day, it was no wonder they were already hard and wanting. Allen’s hips bucked up to press himself into Lavi’s hand. The redhead’s fingers curled around his lover’s stiffness, gently stroking him up and down as he continued to suck on the tender skin of Allen’s neck.
The chorus of moans emanating from Allen’s throat echoed off the empty walls of the forgotten room. Allen writhed under Lavi, their bodies pressed up against each other and strained with barely contained lust.
“Mm, so loud,” Lavi teased, still gingerly pumping Allen with his hand.
At the comment, Allen pinched Lavi’s side, earning him a quick yelp from the redhead. “Enough with the —
Nnnn
— the commentary,” Allen barely managed to spit out before grabbing the sides of Lavi’s face and meeting their lips in a fierce, needy kiss.
Lavi complied, his mouth molding against Allen’s perfectly. He groaned against Allen’s lips, rutting against his lover’s hip even as his hand stroked the white haired teen, fingers already slicked with precum.
Another moan left Allen’s throat. He turned his head, breaking their kiss and panting into Lavi’s hear. “God, just do it already. I can’t wait anymore.”
As if waiting for those words, Lavi pulled back with a smirk on his face. “Mm, whatever you want, Allen.” He reached down and snatched his pants off the floor, fishing out the small container of lubricant he brought with them. Popping the jar open, he greased up two fingers and began prepping Allen.
The intrusion left Allen to wince, a small gasp of pain replacing what had once been pleasureful sighs. He tried to relax, hands gripping Lavi’s shoulders as the redhead worked.
Sensing Allen was too tight, he dipped down and slid Allen’s hardness into his mouth. The change was immediate. Allen gasped, then melted into the sheets like butter. Lavi could feel him loosening up as he massaged him with his tongue, making it easier for him to stretch Allen out.
It didn’t take long after that for Lavi to deem Allen ready. Slipping his fingers out and pulling away, Lavi sat up and adjusted Allen’s hips against his own. “Ready?” he asked, running his hands over Allen’s thighs.
“Mm, yes,” Allen replied, closing his eyes and letting Lavi take total control.
Lavi pushed into Allen, nearly purring as he felt himself wrapped around his lover’s warmth. He took a moment to adjusted, finding the perfect angle, then once he was ready, he grabbed Allen’s erection and moved his hips.
Allen’s toes curled as the muscles in his body tightened against the pleasure Lavi was smothering him with. “Aah… Lavi…” he moaned, hips arching to meet with each of Lavi’s thrusts. He was so aroused that every little brush of Lavi’s skin against his felt as if he was lit on fire, flesh burning with heat and passion.
The little sounds Allen produced only fueled Lavi’s lust. The pumped in and out of his lover with abandon, panting as beads of sweat started to form over his body. It had been so long since they’d been joined like this — too long. Finally being together again in such intimacy was more than he could handle. He worked Allen over, his hand pumping Allen’s hardened flesh over and over again as he delved deep inside him.
It was too much for Allen to hold back anymore. His limit reached, he reached above his head and grabbed the headboard of the bed, hoping to ride out the wave of pleasure that was soon to come. Seconds later, he came as Lavi stroked him, plastering his stomach with white seed. His arms flexed, pulling hard on the headboard.
At the same moment, Lavi felt Allen come, the hot liquid staining his fingers and Allen’s orgasm induced cries sending him over the edge. He pushed harder than he had before, and just as he was about to find his own completion inside Allen’s tight ass, a well placed thrust shifted their combined weight on the bed enough for the legs of the bed to give way. As Lavi came with a cry, the bed frame broke, jolting the bed against the floor with a thud and sending Lavi toppling onto Allen.
Both boys cried out in surprise, then looked at each other in stunned silence for a long moment. The dust in the room settled once more, and the now broken bed settled into its new position, headboard bent backwards and mattress half on the floor.
Lavi was the first to make a sound, snickering at the ridiculousness of their situation as he stayed sprawled on top of Allen. “Fuck, we broke it,” Lavi said between laughs. He let his head drop down against Allen’s shoulder, pressing his face into the crook of his lover’s neck.
Allen shook his head, not believing the turn of events. “If anyone finds out we did this, we’re going to be in so much trouble.”
“Worth it,” Lavi replied, kissing Allen’s neck and ears. He hummed against the younger teen’s flesh. “Mm, I missed you.”
“I missed you, too. Dork,” Allen teased. Lavi’s arms were wrapped around Allen, and he ran his fingers over the redhead’s arms. “We should probably get up. I mean, we are supposed to go to Komui’s office.”
“Fuuuuck that.”
“Lavi…”
“ I don’t want to.”
Allen slapped his lover’s naked ass, the sound echoing off the empty walls of the room. “C’mon now. Get up. Let’s get it over with. We’ve had our fun.”
Lavi whined. “You are such a spoil sport, Allen.” Even as he complained, he still got off of Allen, rolling to the side of the broken bed.
“Well, one of us has to be the responsible one,” Allen said, standing up and fishing through their discarded clothing for his own. He winced as he felt the half dried mess on his stomach slip over his flesh and dirty his shirt. “Ugh, I’m going to have to take another bath.”
“Still worth it,” Lavi chimed in, grabbing his pants and slipping into them with ease.
They finished getting dressed and slipped out of the forgotten room, checking to make sure no one saw them leave. Luck was on their side, as the hallway was as dead as it was when they first arrived. They walked back to the main floors, slower this time, and less rushed. While they walked, Lavi played with the ends of Allen’s still damp and messy hair, having a hard time not touching his lover, even as they passed other people.
They entered Komui’s office a few minutes later, walking over the paper littered floor and towards their boss’ desk. Komui was going over a few papers, sipping at his coffee as he did so.
“Yuu said you wanted to see us?” Lavi asked as they stopped just a few feet short of the messy desk.
“Oh, yeah,” Komui replied, distractedly. He set his coffee down and shuffled a few papers. “I wanted to tell you both, since Allen just got back, that you won’t have any missions for the next week. You’ve both been working hard and I thought you could use a break.”
Allen blinked, honestly not expecting Komui to give them time off out of the blue like that. “Um, thanks. Is that all?”
“That’s all,” Komui affirmed. “Now, go relax.”
Lavi grinned turning around and heading out the door as he replied, “Thanks, boss man.”
Once they were both out of the office, door shut behind them, Allen looked up at Lavi. “So, we went through all that just to avoid Komui giving us time off?”
Lavi laughed, shaking his head. “I guess so. Seems silly now, doesn’t it? Here I thought he was going to send one of us off on another mission.”
“Well, luckily, that isn’t the case.” They started walking and Allen scratched at his stomach. “Since we’re technically free, I’m going to take another bath.”
“Oooh, sounds like a plan. I think I might join you,” Lavi said with a grin.
Allen shook his head. “Now, are you planning on actually taking a bath, or just being a pervert?”
“Why can’t I do both?”
“Lavi…”
“Kidding,” Lavi replied, pulling his hands behind his head as they headed towards the baths. “Well, maybe half kidding.”
Hey, everyone! This is for the prompt Romanticism. I know it’s not the best writing, but I imagined it to be sort of like a journal entry of Lavi’s. Almost like he’s trying to sort out his thought on the subject, so he’s not making much sense. Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Neither of us have been the best at depending on people. Sure, it might be for different reasons, but independence is how we’ve been taught our entire lives. I really didn’t know what trust, dependence, cooperation, even happiness was until I met and started talking to him.
Well, I started talking and he would bear with it. Mostly.
I did have to break through a lot of walls with him, though. He didn’t like people (still doesn’t, actually) but for some reason, he started to let me in. Once he started to let me in and I found out a lot of what he was keeping hidden from everyone else, I wondered how he stayed sane for all that time. Took me a week to get him to talk to me again after that.
We’ve also been learning from each other. I never thought I would learn so much from just one person, but I guess humans can learn a lot from someone if the person they’re learning from is interesting enough. And boy, is he interesting. I don’t think I would have been as persistent as I was with him if he wasn’t.
Us learning different things about each other (like fighting styles, what our Innocence can do, things like that) also makes missions a lot easier. At first, we would have a hard time on missions because we would be arguing about the best way to kill an akuma. Now, it’s like we read each others minds and instinctively know what the other is thinking.
We also trust each other more. Each conversation we have seems to bring us closer together. I’ve even told him about my fears of becoming the next Bookman and the fact I’ll have to leave the Order one day. I’ve not talked to anyone else about that. Change is supposed to be easy for a Bookman, just archiving the history of the world and moving on.
I don’t know if I can move on, not now. Not now that I know someone this well. Not now that I’ve fallen in love with someone.
I think Yuu knows. I think he knows I’ve fallen in love with him. Heck, I think the whole Order knows. But it’s not like I can tell him. Not like I can tell anyone. If anyone finds out, I could lose him sooner than I’m ready to.
What am I talking about? I’ll never be ready to lose him. But like I said, one day I’ll have to.
I just hope that one day’s in the distant future.
I really wanted to participate in dgmweek but I've been really reeeally busy with class and work. I love the prompts and I have had ideas for them but just not enough time.. Will you stop reblogging posts made after the last day? And can I post something for Day 2 even though it's over?
Yes, you can definitely still post after tomorrow! Because we know that some people started classes this week, recently came back from holiday, or ended up too busy in general, we actually have a six-day leeway. We will continue to reblog everything posted in #dgmweek up until January 17th. After that, D.Gray-man Week will be officially over.
things i did for dgm week (days 1-3) and had been stockpiling until i had the rest of the days done and everything finished but whatever. this is what i got
