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Post by GRIM REAPER on Feb 20, 2011 21:58:51 GMT -5
grim wanted to push the smaller male away; however, something was stopping him. he hated having people around him. he detested having people latch onto him. the blonde in his lap was doing both, yet grim didn’t hate him. yes, frustration was the most prominent of his emotions, but he was frustrated with himself and the situation. the blonde meant something to him, but he could not for the life of him remember what. an irritated growl ripped through his throat, and his arm tightened around the blonde more out of reflex. the bulkier male could feel the tears soaking through his black t-shirt, and the shaking of the blonde’s body was hard not to notice. grim could feel his heart shattering more and more with each choked breath the blonde took. look… i can’t remember anything, and i know myself well enough to say, “i won’t hate you for whatever reason it is.” hell, my body remembers a lot more than i do. you don’t have to cry either… because for some unknown reason my heart keeps breaking. just calm the fuck down. please… shiki. i can’t take much of this confusion. can you explain anything? i don’t care what. just stop crying. grim felt ridiculous for having to beg some stranger to stop crying, but he wanted to know. why was the blonde crying? was he really this “ryuu” character? he wanted to know so much, and the blonde was the only one that could tell him anything.
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