May 19, 2017
heliosborne a réagi à votre billet : The rumor is in, does Ryuji Sakamoto is gay.
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heliosborne a réagi à votre billet : The rumor is in, does Ryuji Sakamoto is gay.
*stares*
HER attention was on her phone, eyes staring down at the familiar red app that stuck out like a sore thumb compared to the rest of her apps. To others, it probably just looked THREATENING, but it was the only thing that allowed Mai to deal with the corruption of the world. Weaving through students in the hallway, she turned the corner and bumped into a student, fumbling with her phone and almost DROPPING IT. She quickly moved to place it in her pocket, not wanting any questions to rise.
“ Oh god ---- you scared me. Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention. ”
( @heliosborne )
@heliosborne || Cont.
The other’s words did little to satiate the that deep seeded need to feel secure. Not in this turmoil of emotions stirring and swelling inside him like a distant storm on the horizon. He’s sorry? Tachibana had his back? He’d ask for forgiveness for not believing in such words, but the last thing he feels deserving of is any form of forgiveness. He bites his lip with such force to keep back the burning in his eyes that he nearly re-opens a three day old split in his lip that had scabbed over and started to heal.
The pain makes him wince and draws his senses back, just enough.
“You dont need to feel obligated to look out for me,” he answers. His words are strained, his throat tight as he tries to work around the lump that’s formed there. He’s near a breaking point and struggling to keep the pieces in check. Mishima would rather lie about not needing someone to watch his back or help him out rather that accept assistance from what he can only assume is someone else’s drive to alleviate the guilt by association. He didn’t need it if it was only to make the other feel better about their situation.
“I’m sorry I brought up... this...” There aren’t even proper words anymore to describe this sensation of desperately reaching for some sort of stability, all the while so untrusting of the people around him.
He’s just scared of taking that support, and then watching it drop him like a rock as soon as it’s no longer a convenience to Tachibana.
@heliosborne cont. here
For a moment Kei had to smile at the joy of being on safe and familair territory. Compared to life, piano was simple as there was a limit to melodies one could make. But there was still a bitterness that he knew that things couldn’t just go back to normal like he wanted.
“Mmm, I’m just glad the theater club lets me practice here. We had to sell our piano at home so it’s nice to let off some steam.”
It was frustrating that many things that were being sold were Kei’s own possessions. His drum set and piano, an antique really, were lost now for barely enough to cover for physical therapy. But he could handle it for Misamu’s sake.
“I’m more shocked you have listened to me play Keiji, hiding in the rafters are you?”
"Happy birthday, you nerd!" Cue Keiji picking up the smol from behind and spinning around. "Now, where to, princess? Piggyback ride is on me."
@heliosborne | it’s her birthday!
“Oh my god, Keiji!” A loud squeal can’t help but to be given once the surprised utterance occurs. Once over her surprise an ecstatic grin lights up on her features—happiness soars though her more than it ever usually does. “You spoil me too much, but thank you, Kiwi.”
Cue a big smooch on his cheek.