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EDGE/FAIZE MASTER POST
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EDGE/FAIZE MASTER POST
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10 December 2017 @ 11:02 am
[ it's another ordinary day for kaoru, which means sitting alone in his room, curtains drawn save for the one view of the ocean, and losing himself completely in The World.
haseo hasn't been online all day, though, and this is troubling him. he's sure he's just busy, but everything is just... better with haseo around. more fun. he rarely bothers to join a party and dungeon crawl at all if haseo isn't in it.
so kaoru is just a little bit melancholy when he hears an aggressively loud knock at the door. and then another, and another. under normal circumstances, his mother would answer it, but his mother is out of town, so...
kaoru bottles up his anxiety and resigns himself to his fate. ]
... Yes?
[ he opens the door only a crack to peer out, and then kaoru blinks. is he seeing things? has he been staring at a screen that long? ]
haseo hasn't been online all day, though, and this is troubling him. he's sure he's just busy, but everything is just... better with haseo around. more fun. he rarely bothers to join a party and dungeon crawl at all if haseo isn't in it.
so kaoru is just a little bit melancholy when he hears an aggressively loud knock at the door. and then another, and another. under normal circumstances, his mother would answer it, but his mother is out of town, so...
kaoru bottles up his anxiety and resigns himself to his fate. ]
... Yes?
[ he opens the door only a crack to peer out, and then kaoru blinks. is he seeing things? has he been staring at a screen that long? ]
20 May 2017 @ 08:23 pm
30 October 2016 @ 02:17 am
26 October 2013 @ 05:29 pm
[ it's the first anniversary of his mother's death, and he's buying flowers for her grave.
there's a flower shop all the way across town, near the same elementary school he went to as a kid — he doesn't go to that side of town often, no reason to, really, but he doesn't want to visit his mother without bringing her something. he knew she loved flowers, but he never knew what her favorite was. he should have known. he should have known these things, but he didn't. he never will.
still, he makes his way over to the quaint little shop — it's cute and small and there are flowers everywhere, decorating the exterior in every bright color there is. alvin can't help but marvel for awhile — his mother would have loved a place like this — and when he walks in at around 10 am, a bell jingles at the door. the place is empty aside from a younger boy in an apron, busy carefully watering a potted plant at the windowsill.
he's probably the most beautiful boy alvin has ever seen.
he shouldn't be staring. he shouldn't be staring, but he is, and then he smiles awkwardly, this crooked, unsure grin. ]
Uh. Never been here before, but I'm looking to buy some flowers.
[ and then he mentally kicks himself because no shit he's there to buy flowers, he's visiting a florist. smooth. real smooth. ]
I, uh... Don't know much about them. Flowers, that is.
there's a flower shop all the way across town, near the same elementary school he went to as a kid — he doesn't go to that side of town often, no reason to, really, but he doesn't want to visit his mother without bringing her something. he knew she loved flowers, but he never knew what her favorite was. he should have known. he should have known these things, but he didn't. he never will.
still, he makes his way over to the quaint little shop — it's cute and small and there are flowers everywhere, decorating the exterior in every bright color there is. alvin can't help but marvel for awhile — his mother would have loved a place like this — and when he walks in at around 10 am, a bell jingles at the door. the place is empty aside from a younger boy in an apron, busy carefully watering a potted plant at the windowsill.
he's probably the most beautiful boy alvin has ever seen.
he shouldn't be staring. he shouldn't be staring, but he is, and then he smiles awkwardly, this crooked, unsure grin. ]
Uh. Never been here before, but I'm looking to buy some flowers.
[ and then he mentally kicks himself because no shit he's there to buy flowers, he's visiting a florist. smooth. real smooth. ]
I, uh... Don't know much about them. Flowers, that is.
20 February 2013 @ 12:20 am
