Yuki
I listened as Brokentear told me where my room was, and I smiled gratefully at him. I rolled the idea of still worming my way intro a night in his room, but he seemed preoccupied with something, probably worrying about something. I pushed the idea away in favor of getting on with my night, making a mental note to prepare for a long night.
I walked up so that we were a couple of inches away from eachother, then leaned up and kissed the underside of his chin, smile tugging at my lips at the shock on his face. "Thank you, Brokentear. Sorry I woke you up. Sweet dreams, and I'll see you in the morning." Leaving him stupified, I gave him one last tired-tinged smile, then walked into my room, not bothering with a shower tonight. It could hold off until morning. I dropped my pack onto the huge bed-yes, score!- and took in the rest of the room.
The walls were all of neutral, halfway somber colors, while the floor had checkered red-and-black tiled floor. There was a floor length mirror on the otherside of the bed, and a window facing the ocean, moonlight spilling onto the water and turning it into liquid silver. I flipped a switch by the door and blinked as the room lit up, three lightbulbs illuminating the room from an ornate ceiling light. There was a dresser infront of the bed, and not much else. The room looked unused, no trace of the previous owner left.
Goosebumps flitted to the surface of my skin, and I sorted through my pack until I found the items needed, pulling my shoes off once they had all been assembled. Every piece of paint I had ever acquired, a stolen iPod, some brushes, and a surprisingly delicious red apple. Satisfied with my quest, I moved the mirror out of my way.
I wanted to leave my mark. Should something happen, I wanted the next occupant to know who had owned this room before them, and I also wanted Sophie to be remembered. Everything else could fade away, but I wanted Sophie to be remembered. So I settled my iPod into what I wanted, stole a bite from my favorite fruity treat, and got busy on the mirror wall, the one hidden by the door.
Setsuna
Forever hid his face and playfully complained about my presence, and I smirked at the hidden face, up until it registered that I couldn't see his beautiful blue eyes. I didn't have a lot of expectations from people, but I didn't like when people tried to hide their faces from me. My hands trailed up to his face and I sought his lips again, liking stealing them, especially when he was momentarily blinded.
Satisfied that I had his complete and utter attention again, I moved the hair from his adorable face until I could look at him unhindered again. "Don't hide from me, little one," I murmured, glowing eyes looking into his so I could make certain that he understood that it was a request and a demand all at once. Happy at having done this, I leaned forwards until our foreheads touched and smiled at him.
"Do you wish for me to leave?" I asked quietly, putting on a pouty face for him, delighting in the smile I got for my efforts. My arms rewrapped themselves around him and I twisted until I was wrapped as fully as I could be around him, pouting quite adorable if I do say so myself. My heart beat a million beats, but I felt utterly calm and happy, here in Forevers arms. Somewhere, some part of me hoped he got the same feeling in mine.
He blushed adorable, and I wondered if maybe I should tone down the-seduction? Accidental infatuation? Convincing?- fearing he would have no blood for his heart to pump for the amount gone to his cheeks. It was hard, though, to resist finding as many ways to make him blush as I could.
