EasilyAmused

Fairy Tail (Sanquin / EasilyAmused)

Take your time, I've been down that road.
-smiles-
I'm in no rush!

arockysmith x SinfulSkills <<Kento & Jun>>

She looked at peace as she held his hands and closed her eyes. Finally smiling a claim happy smile, which brought a smile to his face. She looked rather relaxed as she sat comfortable in his lap and her comment made him give an innocent shrug to her statement about him being ticklish.

Her head moved to his shoulder and he froze for a moment unsure of what to do. His hands slowly wrapped in hers, lacing his fingers in with hers. Atsuma was never really a ‘secretive’ man of his love affairs so he did spend a lot of time bragging and talking about his love life to his brothers. While Rayne was more of a gentleman about his womanly encounters, Rayne was not afraid to show affection at school where he would hold hands and openly flirt with whoever was on his arm that week. Was this…

“Is… is this what friends do?” He asked shyly. He didn’t know, was this normal for friends?

Raddum & SinfulSkills

That's totally fine.
I can understand and empathize with your situation,
I can wait if you want to put this on hold and if you need someone to talk to, feel free to message me!
I am more than willing to be a listening ear.
-nods-
-beams-
-hugs-

Raddum & SinfulSkills

@Raddum
Hoping you might want to still continue?
-innocent smile-

arockysmith x SinfulSkills <<Kento & Jun>>

Admiring me? He thought, his eyebrows at her wording and he couldn’t help but found it surprising that she would be admiring someone like him and when she blushed, so did he. Her words were so kind, so thoughtful and so unexpected. He really had a friend, a friend. Kenton Kyo, the oddball, the ‘demon’, the ‘bad luck’, the guy who needs his brothers to protect him from the harshness of the school yard. Yet, he now had a friend. Someone who he could tell his secrets to and someone who would trust him enough with theirs.

“I don’t prefer to be alone, and if I did I wouldn’t want to anymore. But if you’re convinced you’re dreaming…” A playful smirk moved across his face as he raised his hands, within a moment he was tickling her sides. “You still dreaming? Are you ticklish in your dreams? Or is this reality and you’re getting tickled!?”

arockysmith x SinfulSkills <<Kento & Jun>>

“A cliché?” Kenton repeated with a chuckle. “If I can be a cliché but a comfort for you than I am okay with that.” A soft smile rose on his fine lips showing his straight white teeth. You won’t be too much of a handful but I want you to do the same for me. And… and if the situation at school becomes to unbearable, I can understand if you don’t want to be friends anymore. But… I’ll still be here for you and I’ll be here for if you ever want to cry. There’s nothing wrong with crying and I will gladly be your shoulder.”

When she leaned against him, he let out a small sigh. His breaking finally slowed down but his heart was pounding in his chest. Especially since she kissed him on the cheek; she was a lot of firsts for him. And she was the first to actually kiss him on the cheek that wasn’t an old family member. Keeping them in their burrito, he leaned back while holding her and attempted to focus on the movie.

That was until he realized that she was staring at him again. His golden/teal gaze turned to look down at her. “Yes?” He asked softly.

arockysmith x SinfulSkills <<Kento & Jun>>

@arockysmith
-laughs-
He's hopeless but he tries!

arockysmith x SinfulSkills <<Kento & Jun>>

He made her cry, he made her cry. Oh boy… he was an asshole. His face dropped when she said his name, he was sure she was going to say she was leaving. Or that he had made her uncomfortable and that she didn’t want to be around him anymore. That single tear pained him more than the dark for some reason and watching her be so sad made him slowly begin to pull away his hand.

Then she squeezed back and it took him a moment to realize she wasn’t crying because of him, she was crying with him. She shared her story, much to his surprise and soon she was crying on his couch as she shared something so personal, so deep, with him. Though as she pulled her legs to her chest and avoided eye contact he reached out and gently placed a large hand against her cheek. His thumb moved softly against her red cheeks wiping away the tears. Something deep down inside of him disliked the fact that she was crying, he disliked it a lot.

After a moment of rubbing her cheek he used both of his arms and pulled her completely onto his lap leaving her in her curled ball. Supporting her with one arm, he reached down and grabbed the blanket, throwing it across them and creating a small burrito of warmth around them. He then wrapped his lean muscular arms around her body and rested his head against hers, closing his eyes.

“You’re not alone anymore.” He said softly giving her a gentle squeeze. “When… when you want to go back into that closet, you call me. Or text me. Or send a pigeon. And I will be there.” His large hand gently rubbed her back in their little burrito cocoon. “I will be there whenever you need me. I promise.”