𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝.
{ adult mun ⊹₊ৡ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ }
Shion's grip is unnaturally hot, but its warmth is comforting. It does not burn Eito's hand to crisp, unlike last time.
He slowly shake his head.
"I... intend to hold my promise."
That's so... That's ridiculous. He's capable of keeping himself safe.
''Thank you. But I think you should take care of yourself first and foremost. After all, it has to be hard to get used to this form, right?''
He hesitantly takes his hand. It's strange.
While Shion is lost in thoughts, it leaves a lingering silence. After what felt like an eternity, he slowly extends his arm, trying to reach for Eito's hand.
"I… promised I'd stay by your side... didn't I? I... want to keep you safe."
Shion's grip is unnaturally hot, but its warmth is comforting. It does not burn Eito's hand to crisp, unlike last time.
He slowly shake his head.
"I... intend to hold my promise."
While Shion is lost in thoughts, it leaves a lingering silence. After what felt like an eternity, he slowly extends his arm, trying to reach for Eito's hand.
"I… promised I'd stay by your side... didn't I? I... want to keep you safe."
You don't have to worry.''
"I see. So... You've done it out of your own volition, mhm..."
He slumps his head a bit, keeping his curious eyes glued on Eito, relieved.
"I'm glad... it paid off for you too."
While Shion is lost in thoughts, it leaves a lingering silence. After what felt like an eternity, he slowly extends his arm, trying to reach for Eito's hand.
"I… promised I'd stay by your side... didn't I? I... want to keep you safe."
Yep, she got him completely hooked. It'd be rude not to accept her invitation after Vanea has given her all to convince flames boy. As to the how and the when-- bah, better handwave it for now.
He clutches the ticket closer to his chest, nodding.
"I'd... love that."
Yep, she got him completely hooked. It'd be rude not to accept her invitation after Vanea has given her all to convince flames boy. As to the how and the when-- bah, better handwave it for now.
He clutches the ticket closer to his chest, nodding.
"I'd... love that."
She's gained his full attention, the boy gawking in awe at the idea of a theatre, eyes sparkling dreamily. The way she describes it, it reminds him of books; how it's an escapism meant to carry you to another world...
Except in that case, you also experience it in +
She's gained his full attention, the boy gawking in awe at the idea of a theatre, eyes sparkling dreamily. The way she describes it, it reminds him of books; how it's an escapism meant to carry you to another world...
Except in that case, you also experience it in +
"The Great Theatre?"
The ghost boy carefully reaches his hand to grab the ticket by its opposite corner, mindful to not come into contact with her silky skin.
Upon closer +
“Come n’ enjoy the grand theatre! It’s on me!”
"The Great Theatre?"
The ghost boy carefully reaches his hand to grab the ticket by its opposite corner, mindful to not come into contact with her silky skin.
Upon closer +
"Right. I will try."
There isn't a sliver of hesitation in his gestures. He puts his curled hands up, pucking his lips to form a cat-like mouth.
"Nyaaa~!"
“Only one way to find out!”
"Right. I will try."
There isn't a sliver of hesitation in his gestures. He puts his curled hands up, pucking his lips to form a cat-like mouth.
"Nyaaa~!"
The color red, a lucky color? He tilts his head, intrigued. If that's the case, maybe it's simpler than he first thought.
"Is that true? Does it mean I can meow at you to achieve the same result?"
“Let’s go! I’m sure we can easily fine one. Though I gotta ask, what makes you wanna meow at one so bad? Need extra luck with something? Well, if it’s any comfort, red is lucky color, y’know!”
—
It takes him a bit off-guard, but only for a brief instant. He quickly follows up with a meek smile.
"Ah... I suppose it does make sense. Yes, you're right. Let's go--!, um, lucky cat statue... hunting?"
The color red, a lucky color? He tilts his head, intrigued. If that's the case, maybe it's simpler than he first thought.
"Is that true? Does it mean I can meow at you to achieve the same result?"
"Why can't I fit the crazy role? Do you think I can't pull it off? I think I already cover half of what you described +
"Um.. I mean, I dunno? Darumi never had friends until now. Not.. proper ones or good ones.. like you and maybe the others.."
"Why can't I fit the crazy role? Do you think I can't pull it off? I think I already cover half of what you described +
It takes him a bit off-guard, but only for a brief instant. He quickly follows up with a meek smile.
"Ah... I suppose it does make sense. Yes, you're right. Let's go--!, um, lucky cat statue... hunting?"
It takes him a bit off-guard, but only for a brief instant. He quickly follows up with a meek smile.
"Ah... I suppose it does make sense. Yes, you're right. Let's go--!, um, lucky cat statue... hunting?"
"I see. So... You've done it out of your own volition, mhm..."
He slumps his head a bit, keeping his curious eyes glued on Eito, relieved.
"I'm glad... it paid off for you too."
Despite his words, he keeps a polite smile.
''This was my choice. I wanted to see where would this go.
Besides, there wasn't a lot I could do back there by myself, was there? Everyone already knew my intentions.''
His gaze strays to the side, resting his head on his knees. He doesn't understand what motivated him.
By helping them, Eito sealed his fate. He's given up his future awaiting in the TRC, all to save his life... Shion will repay his sacrifice by tenfold.
"Didn't you have a choice?"
"I see. So... You've done it out of your own volition, mhm..."
He slumps his head a bit, keeping his curious eyes glued on Eito, relieved.
"I'm glad... it paid off for you too."
But gnnnnnh if I make too many accs i will just lose motivation to rp altogether ashjddkks
But gnnnnnh if I make too many accs i will just lose motivation to rp altogether ashjddkks
He presses his lips into a thin line, cutting himself off. He disagrees with her answer, but, Darumi knows better than him, who is he to argue?
The undying flames boy looks away, pondering in silence, until he speaks again.
"... Aren’t friends meant to help carry burdens..?"
"Hey, no sweat. I didn't think you were and even if so, I wouldn't mind. I'm used to that. ... More than the kindness. You're too good, for real. Thanks.. but I couldn't."
He presses his lips into a thin line, cutting himself off. He disagrees with her answer, but, Darumi knows better than him, who is he to argue?
The undying flames boy looks away, pondering in silence, until he speaks again.
"... Aren’t friends meant to help carry burdens..?"