dancing-on-a-cloud

Originally posted by innersakurarulz

  • Package: Drabble + 1500 words
  • Characters: Sakamaki brothers & Ayano Sakurai
  • Commission/Trade with: @subaruxayano
  • Theme: fluffy, romantic-ish, SFW

The soft breeze of a winter’s frost danced in the air, swept across the horizon as a fluff cloud coated along the roses that planted beautifully in the gardens. Snow that gracefully fluttered its way down, an ice-kiss brushed against the human’s nose as she shivered. Eyebrows knitted to the dot of snow perched upon her nose, her fingers hugged against the warmth cozied against her finger tips, whilst her nose scrunched as a puff of air condensed left her lips. Danced along the air as the breath crystallise in the wintry winds of the night, it brushed against the strands of her hair as the strands shifted.
        Frostbite painted across her skin, glazed over her tongue as the snow sunk towards her shuddered form, the hot chocolate was soon brought to her lips. Warmth immediately melted across her tongue as she sipped the milk, the heat toasted through her body with each gulp. Shivers washed away as she continued to drink the warm liquid, Ayano’s shoulders rolled back as her red Mary Janes clicked along the tiled floors.
                Her ombre hair bounced as she twirled in her heels, the mug had been placed towards one side as a small grin tugged towards her features. “Ah– No, the tree was suppose to go in the middle of the room, and not at the side,” she groaned as her tongue clicked.
        Sighed as her hands travelled towards the Swarovski choker, she tugged it in between the pads of her fingers as she turned towards the vampires stood around. Her lips licked as she collected the milk she had drank, her hands reached back for the clipboard placed away. White nails tapped along the clipboard as she took a step forwards, her heel pushed against the box of ornaments as she sighed. The human’s eyebrow slightly twitched as her actions stopped, the pen pulled out from the metal pointed towards the middle of the room.

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Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.