[Closed] "I'm So Afraid Of The Gift You've Gave Me"

[am_i_even_alive]

Characters: Yoite am_i_even_alive and Blaine outandproudboy
Setting/Location: Orvshire - beside a frozen lake, near the church and band stand.
Date & Time: day 37 time around early evening.
Warnings: Yoite falling on the ice? Idek
Summary: Blaine seemed to have been drawn in by Yoite beautiful, yet sad singing and Yoite taken in by Blaine's voice in return. Trying to make

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[outandproudboy]

Blaine didn't had many things with him when woke up in this strange new world. His Dalton uniform and nothing much else, and while it was warm when he was indoors, it wasn't enough when he had to face the cold weather. That's why one of the few things he did in Orvshire was to learn what he had to do to get the few things he needed. The cheery villagers helped him, and he had no troubles finding tings to do here and there to keep himself occupied. Helping others was also his way to thinking about his own problems.

As a signer, he was used to hear people performing and rehearsing all the time, but even he had to admit that the caroling numbers where getting tiresome. Hearing Yoite's voice, thought, was a good surprise. The voice had a nice voice, he was probably a countertenor. Blaine was still thinking about his voice when he arrived to the church and spotted him near the band. Blaine smiled and approached him, singing softly to him when they finally met.

Hello

[am_i_even_alive]

There was that voice again. He made Yoite startle some at first, not being able to see him all that well, squinting, raising a hand to cover over his brow, but the slight glare from the sunlight upon the fresh snow and ice, well, that just made looking over at Blaine even harder. The blazer and tie that the other wore made Yoite incline his head to the side, it reminded him a little of the uniform Aizawa and Miharu used to wear..

"M-Miharu?"

His little face lit up for a fraction of a second then, leaning out from the gap in the walls and reaching a hand out to Blaine, mistaking him for someone else. It wasn't until Blaine stepped closer that Yoite blushed, looked away and pulled his hat over his brow to hide. He felt rather embarrassed about that. After a short while, turned back to Blaine, that angelic almost female sounding voice, slowly sang out.

" I'm never so lost, I can't find my way
Been searching, but I have never seen "

[outandproudboy]

Blaine shook his head, looking apologetic. He didn't mean to startle the boy and felt bad for doing so, even if it was by accident. He had to keep in mind that Yoite's sight wasn't the best.

He had no idea who was that 'Miharu' the other man was talking about. Judging by how his face changed when he thought Blaine was him, Miharu was someone close to Yoite. And the lyrics pretty much let him know that he was not in the village, nor in the caravan.

I'm sorry I disappoint you. [He sang, softly again.] I'll unbreak your heart. I'm starting right now. Forever I will serve...

[And if to prove his point Blaine took out a light blue scarf from inside his jacked and offered it to Yoite. It was warm, because he kept it close to his body.]

[am_i_even_alive]

Ah, there was no need to be sorry! It was honestly habit now, that Yoite called out Miharu's name when someone wearing something that reminded him of his dear friend came near. Blaine was far too tall and handsome to be Miharu anyway's, not at all the sparrow like boy that had promised Yoite so much and then vanished.

"Sorry seems to be the hardest word"

His voice, like audio heaven. He nodded, even going as far to offer a smile of sorts to Blaine, letting him know there was no need to be sorry. Yoite extended his arms, taking the scarf, gasping and pulling it to his chest, head down to cuddle into the fabric, smelling it lightly even though his sense of smell was even fading too.

Wrapping it around his shoulders as he slipped some on the ice. " Help, I need somebody, help, not just anybody.." Looking over at Blaine rather embarrassed that he needed the others help so soon into meeting him.