「 gay chosen noises 」

Affiliated with Mardochaios. 19 april 2014, a-9 waterfront, augur

[xkatsun]

hey there i like your hair [zelos&deidara]

Again, this place is becoming rather dull to the acclaimed artist, he really saw no point in staying in such a quiet little place. Though he knew of the demons on the otherside of the wall he has not really cared to go and check them out. Sure he could just fly over it with one of his clay birds but that wouldn’t last long and he wouldn’t want to waste the trip on silly creatures that’ll be destroyed soon. He has heard rumors of them sneaking in on occasions but those were probably remours, besides, it’s not like he was afraid. Ah. Maybe being here wasn’t the problem, maybe it just gave him time to think about things, think about stuff that has happened to him, just to think really.

He didn’t like being alone with his thoughts because half the time they become negative and the other half is spent worrying about what he should be doing instead of what he actually wanted to do. Half of the time he spent “daydreaming” he had come to bounce into other people, accidentally shoving them out of the way or stepping on their feet by accident. This is why he didn’t think to himself, getting lost in your thoughts wasnt fun since the chances of them becoming negative were very high. However, he eventually did snap out of it and he was about to walk smack-dab into the redhead and he thought of the first person that came to his mind out of the daze his mind was just in.

"Sorry, Sasori my man—" Wait, wait. He blinked a couple of times and felt his face get red with embarrassment, groaning and smacking his forehead with his palm sighing. "Sorry, sorry, hm." He let out a soft nasally grunt and pushed blonde locks behind his ear. "Your hair just reminded me of someone, sorry, again, hm."

[zealouswilder]

Bumping into people in a crowded city like this was no surprise. The streets were tiny and narrow while the people were much larger than the roads could accommodate for (if they were rich). Yet Zelos proved contrary to the rule and maintained a slim figure, easily able to navigate through the horrors of this city.

So yeah, it didn't bother him as much as it should have. What caught his attention, however, was the fact that he had been mistaken for someone else.

"Oh?" He looked the stranger up and down. Zelos snorted. "Did it really? Tell me more, blondie."

[lokiingfortrouble-blog-blog]

Loki had to hold his sides when the man cried out. Too good.

"Oh, oh, look at that! There they go!" He even kicked his legs a little, making enough noise for Zelos to spot him once the smoke cleared. But did he care? Nope.

"Too bad!" He called out, "it looks like your little entourage has scattered! ♪"

[zealouswilder]

Zelos snapped his attention towards the rooftops and gaped. Who the fuck was that guy, and why was he cramping his style? Zelos just stared, wide-eyed and concerned. Mortified. What?

"Hey! You wanna pick a fight, buddy? Come down here and face me like a man!" And not some stinking over-powered demigod, 'kay?

[lokiingfortrouble-blog-blog]

"Ooh. So talented~."

"I bet I can make this show even better."

Loki tossed a fairly sizable smoke bomb right down from the roof he was perched on, aiming right for Zelos’ head. A nice bop against either he or the ground would do the trick and fill the street with pink. Bonus points if it messed up the man’s hair.

[zealouswilder]

Wow, rude. Zelos managed to step out of the way of the smoke bomb while it plummeted, but that didn't stop it from doing the trick: Pink gas filled the air and startled the crowd while Zelos just hacked and wheezed.

"Wh-what the hell?!"

[zealouswilder]

Leave it to Zelos to turn something as disciplined as practicing one's sword skills into a huge show. He was in the middle of the streets, twirling about the inner city while the ladies 'ooo'ed and 'ahh'ed over him. To be fair, it really did show that Zelos knew what he was doing. Each and every dip of his blade had its purpose: His cuts were neither too deep nor too shallow. Whoever had trained him knew what they were doing (and had been worth every shiny penny).

"And that, my lovely hunnies, is how I protect your sweet fragile hearts."

[judemathiseasy]

Jude shot him a sour look as Zelos took a hand to his hair. “Yeah, yeah. Just quit it, will you?”

[zealouswilder]

Zelos let out a laugh which quickly shrank back into a groan of pain. "But your hair is like silky smooth. How is anyone supposed to resist?"

[encliandor-blog]

"I’ve certainly heard worse ideas. Just pace yourself, while you’re at it."

[zealouswilder]

"What's that supposed to mean!"

[encliandor-blog]

Snort. “At any rate, what do you intend to do about it?”

[zealouswilder]

"Easy. I'm gonna be there for him like he's been there for me. Ain't nothin' to it."

[judemathiseasy]

"From the way you were wheezing, I probably bruised one of your ribs when you hit the desk, so it’s gonna be a minute. Try to be patient."

As he concentrated and starting pouring mana into Zelos’s injuries, he couldn’t help but wonder what all this would amount to. Would Zelos take his words to heart or ignore them? He really didn’t know. He was too hard to read in situations like this. 

He sighed. The only thing he could do was wait and see.

[zealouswilder]

Tingly. It always felt weird when someone else casted artes upon him. But he wasn't complaining, not when the act relieved the tightness and pain. "Thanks, man. I feel better already."

Zelos reached over and ruffled Jude's hair.

[judemathiseasy]

"You won’t be in a minute if you sit still. Just trust me."

[zealouswilder]

No fun.

"Okay, okay." Zelos did as the doctor told like a good boy. "Patch me up, doc. I got things to do, places to be."

[encliandor-blog]

He knows it’s different. But this is more fun.

"What do you think I mean?”

[zealouswilder]

Zelos' brain shuts down at that.

"No clue!"

[judemathiseasy]

"Good. Now lay down so I can heal you, you big idiot."

[zealouswilder]

"Sir, yes sir. Promise you'll be gentle with me? I know you're good with your hands and everything, but I'm really sore."

[zealouswilder]

Reminiscing about that little number he performed with Jude for no apparent reason.

[encliandor-blog]

"Heh. It’s always the nice ones, isn’t it. I’m afraid I don’t know, but…"

"Does that mean those waffles the other day meant more to you than just breakfast?"

[zealouswilder]

"What? Of course not. I'm gonna make him waffles from scratch."

"... wait, what do you mean 'more' than just breakfast?"

[encliandor-blog]

Zelos you’re asking the wrong guy about this.

"I haven’t, but… consider what it is you like, exactly. Is it directly in regard to you, or is it specific to them?"

[zealouswilder]

"He's just so nice, like even if I piss him off he turns right around and feels bad about it. It's weird. Not to mention he's completely adorable and I want to cook waffles for him--"

"That's got nothing to do with him. I don't know! Like it's just... argh! He's a dude and it doesn't even bother me."

[encliandor-blog]

"…I doubt I’m the poster boy for good life choices, but… I’m listening."

[zealouswilder]

"How do you differentiate? Liking someone for them and liking someone for liking you."

[zealouswilder]

"Dorian, I need your advice. Serious advice. Not like, crappy lame advice. Crack a dumb joke and I'll set your clothes on fire, buddy."

[judemathiseasy]

The sound of Zelos on the verge of tears finally made him stop and think about what he was doing. He’d gone too far. Way too far. A shudder ran through him at the thought of just how angry he’d been not a minute before. The only time he’d ever done something like this was when…

Jude’s eyes snapped toward the doorway as people started to appear there, nurses and guards alike. He wasn’t surprised someone had been concerned enough to call them up here. They’d made quite a racket. It was only natural. As they advanced into the room, though, Jude held up a hand and motioned them away. This was something he could handle.

"I won’t leave, Zelos. I’m here with you. Right here and now. Just like I will be in the future. Just don’t give up. Can you promise me that much?"

[zealouswilder]

Whoops. Caused a ruckus, did they? Zelos tossed a grin to the nurses and a smug look to the men. Like they could put a hand on him.

He turned his attention back to Jude and smiled. Let out a sigh. Breathed.

"I guess I'm sold. You've got yourself a deal, Jude."