Jul 10, 2018
ポックリ。
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Maldives
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Italy
seen from China
seen from Netherlands
seen from Macao SAR China
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Togo
seen from Mexico
seen from United States
ポックリ。
@viralatrocity cont. from here
“No need to thank me for that, yeah?” Yuukoro eyes the window, the storm is only getting worse as minutes pass. This morning it was nothing more than a drizzle and now the decorations outside are flying down the village paths. “You are welcome here anytime, especially when the weather gets like this.”
Nobody likes being out in the storm, which is why her new guest is only one of two people to wander into the tea house at this time and in this weather. She scoffs, cleaning the last of the dishes, finding that one of her cups is chipped. “If you need anything else, please let me know.”
Love Me, these seem like fun. :^)
> [drabble prompts](https://kakowanai.tumblr.com/post/175865403931/drabble-me) ; fluffy drabble**“I’m sure you get this a lot, Naoya-san, but your hair is absolutely gorgeous.”*** Calloused hands worked idly on the violet locks between their fingers, gently weaving the man’s hair into a neat braid. ‘Forced’ wasn’t what the captain would call his persistence to braid Naoya’s hair, though the smaller man probably thought differently. It was all wild, especially down near the calves, Yamato had an odd urge to comb it out and dress it properly.**Naoya gave a small snort in response.* ** “I do, but thank you, Captain.”** *He took a drag from his kiseru pipe, and blew the smoke out away from the two of them. *>>* Yamato smiled, and continued his craft. Years of having his own hair long, he’d gotten very talented at doing up hair. Ponytails, braids, french braids, even elaborate traditional style hair dressings. It was almost a hobby for him.***“You really are quite the beautiful man, I’ll have to admit. It’s rare for someone to have such an elegance like you do, Naoya-san.”** *This compliment wasn’t out of the ordinary for the captain, he’d made a habit of telling people the truth about how pretty they were. It always cheered them up, and it was nice to let people know!** However, as Naoya coughed on his pipe, Yamato blinked and panicked, beginning to fuss over the man sitting in his lap* **. “Ah! I-I’m sorry! Was that out of line? Are you okay??”** *How sweet. He was totally clueless.*