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“ what the hell ?? don’t ruffle my hair , don’t touch me ! i’m a wolf so you should treat me with respect ! “

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@nocturnael ♡ for a starter
“ what the hell ?? don’t ruffle my hair , don’t touch me ! i’m a wolf so you should treat me with respect ! “
☆||::. @nocturnael hit the ♥
Silent, with the common theatrical gestures Wataru stepped into the club room to meet fellow oddball. Vampires were so hard to find when he couldn’t find them in the classroom, not that Wataru did mind that. It was like playing hide and seek and who wouldn’t want to have a little fun? With the door being closed behind him the oddball raised an arm to add more drama to his actions. Approaching the huge black coffin he let out a soft laugh before starting his ‘real show’.
“Without warning the vampire appeared. With skin as pale as freshly poured milk and fangs protruding over the thin blue lips, he stood staring. Running or screaming seems pointless. Isn’t it so?” He exclaimed in high spirit only to kneel in front of the coffin afterwards. While knocking on it, of course he was seeking for the attention of Rei, he hummed in excitement to see the other.
“Knock, knock. Who might be there? That’s right! It’s your very own Hibiki Wataru!☆ Oh, dear vampire, please show yourself but don’t suck my blood. It would be hurtful, wouldn’t it be hurtful?”
as the day transforms to night with the twinkling stars and the crescent moon hanging like a backdrop, he walks with quick, light footsteps over to the light music club where he knows the coffin of the beloved demon lord lies. he’s quick to fall to his knees with the back of his blazer pressing against the floor like a king’s drape (subjectively ill-fitting for a fool), lifting his hand to press a knock once, twice, thrice (for good luck!) upon the surface of the casket like he’s trying to conjure the dead -- or at least cause them to rise.
“arise, arise! may our demon lord arise from temporary slumber?” wataru’s voice is melodic almost like a lyrics of some lost nursery rhyme. “it is i, your very own wataru hibiki!, here to wish for your audience! might you indulge this fool with your a-mazing appearance?”
@nocturnael !
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Send me “◇“ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly grabbing and hugging them //accepting
❝ A-anija… you’re squeezing me! ❞ The little one stammered, already being SHOVED into the soft cotton of the taller’s sweater. He could feel his feet being ever so slightly lifted from the ground due to his brother’s HEIGHT difference. Gasping in air, all he could do was USE his brother for support so he wouldn’t fall backwards.
To anyone else, it would look like he was RETURNING the hug.
Of course, maybe falling backwards would be a much better FATE than being crushed to death by Rei Sakuma’s snuggling. ❝Onii-cha-… Anija! I mean anija! You’re hugging so tight I can’t even think straight! ❞ Ritsu PANICKED, hearing the lost words escape his mouth due to the RUSH and STRESS of the situation. Oh, he hoped that poor excuse for a brother didn’t hear that! He hoped the words passed him by!
In defeat, the smaller fell limp, resting his head against the older’s chest with no way to ESCAPE. Ritsu Sakuma had been captured at last by his loving brother, snuggled endlessly. Great.
omoshiroi
“Sakuma-senpai..? Interesting, you say? Um, what could you be talking about?”
congratulations on evacuating from your mother's womb 17 years ago.
“Fufu, thank YOU, Rei-niisan~♪ Womb evacuation day is a very important TIME of the yeAR.”