#plxvialis

[caetux]

@plxvialis .

“ get OUT of the KIDDY POOL , HARU !! ”

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@plxvialis

Grumpily stares at a certain dolphin, with arms folded over his chest. “Comfortable?” he huffed out with a much needed sarcastic tone. 

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@plxvialis Makoto looked at Haru and shook his head, smiling. "It's not that I don't think you're not kissable, Haru-chan. It's the fact that I don't want to play that stupid game and risk having to kiss someone other than you."

[caetux]

@plxvialis !!

if he were to be perfectly HONEST, practice was exhausting.

YES, going and back and forth through their set several times was tiring in and of ITSELF, but that was never the reason the brown-haired man left feeling like he’d just run an olympic marathon. singing, playing the guitar, and just overall having an EXCITING stage presence ( at the same time, no less ) did take a considerable amount of stamina, but those also never seemed to BOTHER him. no, it was something else entirely, something that he’d rather die than admit out loud for fear of WHO might hear him.

unfortunately for makoto, the source of that feeling that he imagined was akin to a mild HEART ATTACK was a certain black-haired drummer.

considering the fact that makoto himself had been the one to invite ( read: beg ) said black-haired drummer to JOIN them, he had no one to blame but himself. well, he could ALSO blame rin, but in an odd twist of irony, makoto liked to believe that HE had been responsible for haru agreeing to join them in the first place. how was that for ‘ digging yourself into a hole ’?

then AGAIN, apparently the singer was a glutton for punishment, because there he was, 5 years later, sharing an apartment with the secret target of his AFFECTIONS.

makoto had gone ahead to the rehearsal space by HIMSELF today, settling into his favourite corner to tune the guitar held lovingly in his hands. there was already a lit smoke hanging out of his mouth, a BAD habit left over from his teens that he was never able to shake. despite rin looking very much like the bad boy of the group, the redhead never FAILED to tell him off whenever he caught makoto smoking. it got old quickly, but it was somewhat endearing as well. apparently makoto lived in a walking CONTRADICTION.

the singer was ALREADY lost in his own thoughts, absent-mindedly strumming chords instead of setting up the rest of the equipment.

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❛ ahhh, it’s so hot ! i can’t even focus on homework. ❜ with his forearm, he pushed his bangs away from his forehead, wiping the sweat away with it. ❛ i think my apartment’s worse, though. ne, haru ? do you have practice early tomorrow ? or . . . can i stay ? ❜ / @plxvialis ♡’d for a starter !