The Scent of Jiaozi and Awkward Times~

[godsavemy]

WHO: Arthur and Yao
WHEN: Sunday Early Afternoon (April 11th)
WHERE: A narrow alleyway in Huayuan.
WHAT: “Next time,” Arthur thought. “No shortcuts.”
RATING: ...Let’s not go there.

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JUST LIKE HOW WE FIRST MET~

[binilao_aru]

Sundays were always quiet days in Huayuan. Most shops were empty at this time around, considering that many people spent Sundays as relaxing days instead of going out to the market or whatnot. A quiet stroll could always be completed with a side of a cup of tea in the Green Palace when time permitted. Yao, for one, was one of these types of people. He had woken up early to avoid the nonexistent Sunday crowds and grab a cup of tea before resuming the paperwork that needed to be done for his teacher certification.

However, he managed to choose the wrong Sunday.

Gazing helplessly at the crowd before him, Yao cursed the infamous merchant for choosing today of all days to lower his prices, thus preventing him from getting his tea for the day. The mass didn't look like it was going to be parting anytime soon, so Yao looked for an alternative. And an alternative did he find.

He dashed towards the wonderfully empty alleyway though he couldn't help but cringe at how dirty the place was, almost as bad as the streets back in China and

I SAID QUIET.

[godsavemy]

From now on, Arthur would always, always look forwards while walking. No more being foolishly distracted by shop signs or just gazing around in curiosity at the sights around him. His eyes would look straight at all times as, God help his poor bones, it seems liked whenever he diverted his eyes even for a moment from his path he ended up on the ground - flat on his aching back.

It was the traitorous drawing of a dragon that did him in this time. Someone, for some insurmountable reason Arthur could think of besides artistic whim, had drawn one that stretched all along the wall of the alley. And Arthur had (foolishly, stupidly, idiotically) turned to look more closely at the detail work, before his legs were suddenly not under him and his back hit the ground - an area Arthur really didn’t want his back touching - with the added pleasure of having the wind knocked harshly out of him by the unexplainable pressure on his chest

MAKE ME.

[binilao_aru]

This day was most definitely not Yao's day. He was never going to daydream or fantasize about anything from this point onward if it meant that he'd be having collisions and falls such as painful as the one he was having right now. Shakily drawing in a breath, he felt his chest expand painfully as his lungs engulfed as much oxygen as they could take. Another point to make: He was never going to take another shortcut again. Ever.

He was shocked out of his stupor, however, when fingers lightly brushed against his cheek. Now really, it was one thing for him to fall because of his own, two, left feet; it was another when he had literally crashed into another person without either one of them noticing there was another in the alleyway. Immediately after realizing he was on top of someone, Yao did his best to swiftly move off of the other while trying not to strain his own body either. The second he got the chance, he would apologize then quickly move on, seeing that the likelihood of bumping into someone extremely distasteful was far too

IS THAT A CHALLENGE?

[godsavemy]

The burden of weight suddenly off of him, Arthur did his best to get his lungs under control and regulate his breathing. His heavy panting was starting to make him lightheaded and it only served to daze him even more. All Arthur could do was lie there and wait until everything stopped spinning. Closing his eyes against the pounding of his head, Arthur tried to lift his hand and perhaps rub relief into his forehead. Yet, after a moment or two filled with a distinct lack of movement from his arm, Arthur realised that the mass that had been on top of him had only moved next to him and was now pinning his right arm