✿ me, spinning a wheel, throwing a dart,
send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number. // accepting.
( 1, aggressive/angry kiss. )
maybe he had gotten vexed by the other— maybe he had been challenged, won, & yet didn’t find his once extended hand grasped by the other as they accepted defeated but asked again for another duel. maybe, just maybe, he’d built himself up to accept others so much than when tested it was far more difficult than anticipated.
whatever memory fragment he decided to accept it was still less than explanatory for their current plight. dust just settling beneath them, he atop the retainer; straddled on his chest, knees meeting his ribs as yato pierced the earth mere inches from crimson locks. the space between their faces absent within seconds, lips meeting in a less than stellar fashion. held together for a few seconds before pulling away, catching his breath.
❛ ——- —– — next time you challenge me to something so simple, try and win. ❜
