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Log, Ongoing.
When: Oct. 3rd, early evening
Rating: PG
Characters: Sakurazuka Subaru [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ikigainashi], Agatsuma Soubi [lying_obedience], Mori Ranmaru [elegantorchid]
Summary: Soubi encounters Subaru on the rooftops. Guess who finds them there?
Note: Takes place directly after this.
Log:
Decidedly, it was warm. Very, very warm, and Soubi momentarily wondered at this current predicament before staring down at the person having cushioned their fall into the rooftop’s unforgiving ground.
He’d only intercepted the other’s path upon him turning to leave, touching his wrist in physical gesture only. Lightly, barely grazing the smooth skin beneath the cuff of the gloves conveniently worn with fingertips.
And then a tug-o-war.
Soubi hadn’t expected the strength, not too particularly interested in reading others when his mind was set on everything but that. His grip tightened, the other jerked, continued to do so until Soubi found himself in a childish game of sorts, and when his nameless counterpart had tugged, he’d released him. Fingers fisting in the material of his duster sleeve for balance...
The ground was relatively softer when someone lessened the fall’s impact.
“You were saying?” Soubi murmured a moment later, against an ear partially hidden by dark hair. He wanted to laugh, amused by all of this, but refrained rather quickly. So much for relaxing quiet.
Rating: PG
Characters: Sakurazuka Subaru [
ikigainashi], Agatsuma Soubi [lying_obedience], Mori Ranmaru [elegantorchid]Summary: Soubi encounters Subaru on the rooftops. Guess who finds them there?
Note: Takes place directly after this.
Log:
Decidedly, it was warm. Very, very warm, and Soubi momentarily wondered at this current predicament before staring down at the person having cushioned their fall into the rooftop’s unforgiving ground.
He’d only intercepted the other’s path upon him turning to leave, touching his wrist in physical gesture only. Lightly, barely grazing the smooth skin beneath the cuff of the gloves conveniently worn with fingertips.
And then a tug-o-war.
Soubi hadn’t expected the strength, not too particularly interested in reading others when his mind was set on everything but that. His grip tightened, the other jerked, continued to do so until Soubi found himself in a childish game of sorts, and when his nameless counterpart had tugged, he’d released him. Fingers fisting in the material of his duster sleeve for balance...
The ground was relatively softer when someone lessened the fall’s impact.
“You were saying?” Soubi murmured a moment later, against an ear partially hidden by dark hair. He wanted to laugh, amused by all of this, but refrained rather quickly. So much for relaxing quiet.