kyouhei jasper allemand - fatenet aff.
Posted on 2018 March 30th
Friday 08:40am @ 25 notes

Beginning of Something Awful

tsundere-model:

“Depends for what, but no one remembers everything all the time. And if you understand the how you can always get back to the knowledge in itself” he explained in a bored tone shaking his head from one side to the other.

Whether the crybaby -Kyouhei- accepted the suggestions or not, had nothing to do with Izumi. He just did his part in bringing up the possibilities that the boy was missing, but only Kyouhei could help himself.

“Hah? What kind of person would leave a crying guy on his own? Do i look like a fucking demon to you or something?” he retorted angrily, an eyebrow crooked and lips pursed together “It’s just normal so don’t think too much of it.”

He bit the inside of his cheek slightly, uncrossing and crossing again his legs, blue eyes checking the black of his own boots for a moment before looking back up at the guy.

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“So, are we exchanging contact info or something? You don’t have to if you don’t want to, but it’d be better for my mental sanity to know you won’t be causing problems to others. I can spare some time for you every now and then if you so want it.”

A very roundabout way of saying he’d be willing to come and talk whenever the brunet wanted to.

    Even though he knew the question was rhetorical, Kyouhei couldn’t help but consider Izumi’s ‘demon’ question. The color of his hair and eyes, if they were natural, gave him a supernatural look, and his… holier-than-thou attitude spoke of something, for certain. Wasn’t Lucifer the prettiest angel before he fell, or something?

    Kyou was smart enough to keep this thought to himself, though.

    He startled out that train of whatever and stared disbelievingly at Izumi, who was offering to exchange info in a roundabout way? Honestly, it almost felt like the brunet was arranging for someone to babysit him at a later date.

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… do you want to punch your number into my phone? Or you could just leave um, some social media thing in the notes. Kyou unlocked his phone and swiped to the screen containing the ‘contacts’ and ‘notes’ apps, then held it out to the silver-haired student.

I wouldn’t mind seeing you again in a situation less embarrassing on my part. No doubt you would too? That wasn’t- he grimaced, realizing that a lot of conscious effort would have to be put into repressing that particular memory, ideal.

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