sorry babbycakes I had to warm up my gaou ;o;gaourexAugust 24 2011, 08:35:38 UTC
[Everyone had gone home. Everyone but that kid. He did this a lot, linger by Gaou's side as if he had something to say. Sometimes he wound up speaking, sometimes he didn't. Sometimes Gaou ignored him, sometimes he didn't.
On this day, Gaou was peeling off the door of their shared locker. No use memorizing a combination when they relentlessly replaced the door, after all. Just like Kisaragi, the it kept finding its way back onto the hinges. No matter how many times it was battered.
Hm. That was sort of admirable.
After a moment of staring at Kisaragi, Gaou realized this was one of those times where his lips were moving and sound was coming out. Huh. Well, why not. It sounded like more than idle chatter, this time.] You say something?
he better be hot n steamypteroclawAugust 28 2011, 03:41:56 UTC
[He looked up expectantly, only to hear something that...was not quite a yes or a no. How should he take that? Gaou was truly an elusive one...
This would be one of those times where words spilled out of his mouth before he could give it much thought, like something completely dismissing what he'd just confessed. It wasn't worth wasting Gaou's precious time except in this case, he just couldn't let it go. His eyes fell on the floor and his cheeks turned pink. Obviously self conscious, yes. Less certain, no.]
You must be embarrassed to be loved by somebody like me...
disgustingly arousedgaourexAugust 28 2011, 05:21:12 UTC
Love, huh? [Gaou laughed and tossed the crumpled door to the ground with a clatter. He jams his sports bag into the space, and finally spares a glance downward. What's that look, dispair? Longing? Weakness, either way.] What are you talking about.
just how i like itpteroclawAugust 28 2011, 06:17:11 UTC
[Kisaragi dodges the familiar locker door. Sometimes it was yanked out harder than other times. Sometimes it flew more to the right. But either way, he always knew a safe spot, if any spot around Gaou could be labelled "safe". His response is simple.]
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On this day, Gaou was peeling off the door of their shared locker. No use memorizing a combination when they relentlessly replaced the door, after all. Just like Kisaragi, the it kept finding its way back onto the hinges. No matter how many times it was battered.
Hm. That was sort of admirable.
After a moment of staring at Kisaragi, Gaou realized this was one of those times where his lips were moving and sound was coming out. Huh. Well, why not. It sounded like more than idle chatter, this time.] You say something?
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This would be one of those times where words spilled out of his mouth before he could give it much thought, like something completely dismissing what he'd just confessed. It wasn't worth wasting Gaou's precious time except in this case, he just couldn't let it go. His eyes fell on the floor and his cheeks turned pink. Obviously self conscious, yes. Less certain, no.]
You must be embarrassed to be loved by somebody like me...
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I'm saying that I love you.
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