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“ you’re mine. you hear me? ”
HER WORDS RING all too clearly in the otherwise silent room. His body seizes up & he swallows thickly, a slight tremble developing in his knees as he takes half a step backward.
❝Yuno… is this about Hinata ?❞
He inches backward, trying to extend the distance between them, until he finds his back against the wall behind him.
❝Y-you’re scaring me…❞
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⌛ —— DONNIE NODS AS the boy takes a seat beside him, though turns not to look at him when he is given an answer as to the stranger’s name. Amano Yukiteru… a unique name; not one Donne has ever heard before. It’s interesting. Yukiteru is interesting. Some unknown mannerism has already caught Donnie’s attention when he finally decides to turn and face his acquaintance.
“Amano Yukiteru, huh?” he murmurs, pressing his thumb into the palm of his opposite hand, sliding it back and forth idly— a nervous tic, perhaps. He’s been told of these before but is neveraware when actively engaged in such an activity.
His glance falls upon the phone in the boy’s hand and Donnie mimics Yukiteru’s expression, inhaling slightly before speaking again. “I’m Donnie Darko. I was… I was meeting someone here, too! She’s, ah, late, though. Out with her mom, I guess.” His hands come to rest in his lap and he turns his head forward again, facing the landscape before them and trailing to focus on his shoes. “Who are you here to meet?”
THE MOVEMENT OF the thumb against the palm of his hand doesn’t go unnoticed in the eyes of an observer. In a mindless habit of his own, his fingers move to the keys of his flip phone, recording the observation in his diary. Since the survival game he hadn’t used the diary much, but in certain situations it was still a source of comfort to him, not to mention a still unbroken habit.
❝ Nice to meet you. ❞
He nods, the awkwardness of a first encounter still present. He almost feels like he should laugh when Donnie explains his situation. So they were both stranded on the same bench for the same reason...
❝ She’s my... ❞
There’s a momentary hesitation. He knows it’s the truth, and it’s not as though it’s something he’s ashamed of, but he hasn’t said it aloud enough times for it to feel natural on his own tongue. ❝ Girlfriend. ❞
& now he’s doing his best to fight off the pink threatening to rise to his cheeks, the same reaction that seems to come anytime he calls her that.
❝ Wh-what about you ? Who are you waiting for ? ❞
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It was playing again. Shinji didn’t know how many times he kept listening to the same tape. The same songs, over, and over again. Still, even though Shinji had heard every song on this tape time, and time again. Somehow Shinji didn’t get sick of them.. Or at least not as badly as anyone else would. It was better than having to constantly listen to a world you hate.
At least until you hear a voice that somewhat sounds like your own. Did he hear it, or was it his imagination? The teen had zoned out to the point where he was oblivious to anything around him. There was only one other person on the train, which felt a little bit creepy. He was sitting across from Shinji. Looked pretty normal, might’ve been around his age but Shinji had never seen him before. He pulled out his earbuds and managed to look at him but without eye contact.
“I’m sorry. Did you say something?”
IT WASN’T UNTIL after the words had already left, his voice echoing in the empty space, that he noticed. In the other’s ears were earbuds, cord hanging loosely from each side to where it connected to a music player. Immediately his cheeks took on a light shade of pink in embarrassment. It wasn’t like him to overlook such obvious details. He supposed it was the punishment he deserved for once in his life trying to step out of his tiny comfort zone & speak to another human. He quickly averted his gaze, hoping that the boy hadn’t noticed at all, but winced inwardly as he saw him reach up to pull the earbuds out.
❝ N-nothing! Nothing... really... It wasn’t important, sorry. ❞
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⌛ —— HIS EYES FOLLOW the person approaching, averting to the ground only when the boy opens his mouth to speak. Donnie isn’t nervous around strangers— not any more than plausiblynatural— though he chooses to exercise caution in necessary situations. This person, he decides, poses no threat.
Abruptly, he nods, shifting his backpack as to make more space for the stranger. This person appears wary of his surroundings, so Donnie thinks it best to put him at ease.
“Yeah, sure. Who are you, though? I haven’t seen you.”
RELIEF BLOOMS ON his tired expression & he dips his head quickly toward the boy. A quick thanks is muttered as he takes a seat in the empty spot. He lets out a quiet sigh, glad to be off his feet for the time being. He turns to cast a brief glance back at the stranger when he speaks, before his eyes return to the ground.
❝ Um, I’m Amano Yukiteru. I guess I'm not really from around here. I was going to meet someone here, but... ❞
His phone was flicked open with his thumb to glance at the time briefly, lips curving into a small frown. It wasn’t like Yuno to be late, especially not this much.
HE WASN’T GOING to say anything, but the feeling of the gaze at his back keeps returning & with each second he’s growing more uncomfortable. He turns slowly to locate the source of the stare.
❝ D..did you need something ? ❞
@asterdivaricatus
HE CAN’T HELP the way his eyes keep returning. He’s a self identified observer, though he knows he has no business staring. The mark is definitely strange, & he wonders how one could possibly acquire something like that, but it isn’t long before he’s spotted. Immediately cerulean hues dart away, no doubt too quickly, & he knows he’s been caught.
❝ I-I um, I like your sweater. ❞
He blurts, inwardly scolding himself for his lack of tact & lame excuses.
❝ Um—- ❞
He tries hesitantly, eyeing the empty spot on the bench beside the stranger. Of course he’d much rather keep his space, but Yuno is much later in arriving that he anticipated, & his feet are starting to grow sore from the idle pacing.
❝ Can I sit here ? ❞
@worldfamousdetective
❝ I’VE NEVER DONE something like this before... ❞
The knife was held firmly in both hands, eyebrows lowered in concentration over cerulean hues. He posed it hesitantly against the top of the pumpkin, glancing up toward Akise with a questioning expression.
❝ This is how you do it, right ? ❞
IT WASN’T WITHOUT a silent inhale to calm the nervous flutters in his stomach, that he finally brought himself to speak up. They’d been sitting side by side in silence for the entire duration of the train ride, the only noise the occasional rattle of the train car. He wasn’t entirely sure what it was the prompted him to speak, maybe it was the fact that the boy appeared to be around his age, or just that he seemed more approachable than most, but before he knew it the words were out.
❝ It’s quiet around here... ❞
It was a simple remark, followed in the next moments by the same silence that hung heavy in the air around them.
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“Yuki, darling. Are you getting hungry? I can make something if you are, it’s almost past dinnertime now that I look at the time~”
A low growl from his stomach announces his condition before words can. A slight redness creeps over his cheeks & he quickly casts his gaze to the side.
❝ U-um, if you really don’t mind... ❞
"Yukki!" She squealed with a smile, running towards the male. "There you are~ I've been looking everywhere for you. Don't tell me you were trying to hide from me." Her voice seems innocent as she throws herself at him, hugging him tightly.
❝ Waah—- ! ❞
The sudden weight around his shoulders comes as a surprise as she throws herself at him. Her clinginess is something that is to be expected by now, but it manages to catch him off guard none the less.
❝Y-Yuno ! Don’t do something like that out of no where…❞
A slight frown & a shuffle of his feet & he glances toward her nervously.
❝I wasn’t hiding… I didn’t even know where you where.❞
( But you knew where I was, apparently. )
