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rainbowfic2016-02-18 01:14 pm
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MEME FOR PRESIDENT! [40. I Have No Idea What I'm Doing]
Author:novel_machinist
Story:Kizier/Tharii
Characters: Sento and Gabriel
Prompt/Challenge:Vote Meme! [40. I Have No Idea What I'm Doing]
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 337
Warnings: None
Notes: Sento hunts Gabriel down. It's not quite what either of them were expecting. This is a continuation of 8,6,41,15, and 26
Sento didn't have very many clothes that one could consider "dressed down". He was far too wealthy for that sort of thing, his corsets were all handmade and stitched to his specifications, his boning and lacing were nothing short of perfection. Thankfully, he trended to less gaudy colors and patterns. From a distance, he supposed he looked like a normal - if better paid - dock manager.
But to Sento, Gabriel stood out like a Mardis Gras float. Sento's heart fluttered in his chest and he clenched his jaw so hard his teeth hurt in an effort to clamp the emotions down. If Gabriel posed a threat there could only be one response. No matter how painful it would be, Sento needed to keep his mind sharply focused.
Their eyes met from across the road and Gabriel nearly sprinted to meet him. The tension crackled between them and a million unsaid questions about every insignificant detail of their lives between their meetings electrified the air. Gabriel reached out and grabbed Sento by the collar before he roughly cast the other man into the alleyway.
Sento's back hit hard and he snarled. For a moment, he and Gabriel glared at each other, warring emotions and some thing neither of them wanted to acknowledge was the only thing that kept the two of them from coming to blows.
"What did you do to me?" Gabriel snarled
"Oh, that's just typical. Don't understand something, blame the unstable Kizier."
"You're the most stable person I've ever fucking seen." He pointed a finger at Sento. "In fact, you're downright calculating. So what. Happened?"
It should be quite obvious what happened. We Bonded. You can't break it off because it's meant to be. Sento's thoughts were attempting to answer what he was inferring from Gabriel.
There was a pause where Gabriel stood still, his large eyes widened then narrowed. After a long exhale he took a half step back. Well, fuck
"Let me buy you lunch… we should at least talk about this."
novel_machinistStory:Kizier/Tharii
Characters: Sento and Gabriel
Prompt/Challenge:Vote Meme! [40. I Have No Idea What I'm Doing]
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 337
Warnings: None
Notes: Sento hunts Gabriel down. It's not quite what either of them were expecting. This is a continuation of 8,6,41,15, and 26
Sento didn't have very many clothes that one could consider "dressed down". He was far too wealthy for that sort of thing, his corsets were all handmade and stitched to his specifications, his boning and lacing were nothing short of perfection. Thankfully, he trended to less gaudy colors and patterns. From a distance, he supposed he looked like a normal - if better paid - dock manager.
But to Sento, Gabriel stood out like a Mardis Gras float. Sento's heart fluttered in his chest and he clenched his jaw so hard his teeth hurt in an effort to clamp the emotions down. If Gabriel posed a threat there could only be one response. No matter how painful it would be, Sento needed to keep his mind sharply focused.
Their eyes met from across the road and Gabriel nearly sprinted to meet him. The tension crackled between them and a million unsaid questions about every insignificant detail of their lives between their meetings electrified the air. Gabriel reached out and grabbed Sento by the collar before he roughly cast the other man into the alleyway.
Sento's back hit hard and he snarled. For a moment, he and Gabriel glared at each other, warring emotions and some thing neither of them wanted to acknowledge was the only thing that kept the two of them from coming to blows.
"What did you do to me?" Gabriel snarled
"Oh, that's just typical. Don't understand something, blame the unstable Kizier."
"You're the most stable person I've ever fucking seen." He pointed a finger at Sento. "In fact, you're downright calculating. So what. Happened?"
It should be quite obvious what happened. We Bonded. You can't break it off because it's meant to be. Sento's thoughts were attempting to answer what he was inferring from Gabriel.
There was a pause where Gabriel stood still, his large eyes widened then narrowed. After a long exhale he took a half step back. Well, fuck
"Let me buy you lunch… we should at least talk about this."
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I heart this. Thank you so much for posting. THEY ARE JUST SO CHARMING AND CINNAMONY.
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Thanks for reading!
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Thanks!