08-02-2018, 05:38 PM
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in a world like this, it was easy to fall back on temptations. vices. liquor and tobacco, the things of the sort. in his time around the crew, junji's temptations had grown worse. he found himself wanting a taste of the bitter drinks, craving the burn in his lungs that a cigarette would surely give him. but he was frail, a delicate creature; an angel whom most thought would break if he ever gave in to the petty temptations of the realm.
it hadn't occurred to him that there were demons in the midst of this place, though it was something that should have been obvious. at least according to what he had heard of the unholy beings, a group of pirates would be an obvious choice. there were several in the crew; he had felt their presence on occasion, but they always slipped his mind. this time was no different.
after meeting eyes with the man at the bar, junji found himself unable to stop glancing back at him. he was sure the shared look had been a mistake; he knew many that accidentally stared while lost in their thoughts, and had done it from time to time himself. and yet, his ocean eyes kept going back to him. having read a certain paragraph about three times now, yet not once processing the words in it, the angel closed his book. he'd told himself he wouldn't approach anyone, but there he was, slowly sliding out of the booth.
he fluffed his elegant, flowing clothing and sidled up to the bar, settling his hand gingerly on the stool next to desperado and smiling sweetly at the man. "is this seat taken?" junji cooed, tucking strands of his long, glistening golden hair behind his ear. though he didn't quite wait for a response; the angel sat himself down and turned to the bartender. he still wasn't keen on alcohol, though he supposed if he was going to sit at the bar, he'd need some sort of excuse for it. not just 'i saw you staring so i thought i would come chat.' he wasn't that shameless.
jun worried his bottom lip for just a moment, resting his cheek against his palm as he thought of what to get. he supposed wine was the most suiting, as he'd never heard of an angel that enjoyed hard liquor. "white wine," he hummed to the man behind the counter, before turning his eyes back to desperado. ah, how could he make this more awkward? after a moment of silence, his smile grew, sea green eyes twinkling with amusement. "come here often?"
/ when u use a pickup line but arent actually sure if u wanna commit to flirting
in a world like this, it was easy to fall back on temptations. vices. liquor and tobacco, the things of the sort. in his time around the crew, junji's temptations had grown worse. he found himself wanting a taste of the bitter drinks, craving the burn in his lungs that a cigarette would surely give him. but he was frail, a delicate creature; an angel whom most thought would break if he ever gave in to the petty temptations of the realm.
it hadn't occurred to him that there were demons in the midst of this place, though it was something that should have been obvious. at least according to what he had heard of the unholy beings, a group of pirates would be an obvious choice. there were several in the crew; he had felt their presence on occasion, but they always slipped his mind. this time was no different.
after meeting eyes with the man at the bar, junji found himself unable to stop glancing back at him. he was sure the shared look had been a mistake; he knew many that accidentally stared while lost in their thoughts, and had done it from time to time himself. and yet, his ocean eyes kept going back to him. having read a certain paragraph about three times now, yet not once processing the words in it, the angel closed his book. he'd told himself he wouldn't approach anyone, but there he was, slowly sliding out of the booth.
he fluffed his elegant, flowing clothing and sidled up to the bar, settling his hand gingerly on the stool next to desperado and smiling sweetly at the man. "is this seat taken?" junji cooed, tucking strands of his long, glistening golden hair behind his ear. though he didn't quite wait for a response; the angel sat himself down and turned to the bartender. he still wasn't keen on alcohol, though he supposed if he was going to sit at the bar, he'd need some sort of excuse for it. not just 'i saw you staring so i thought i would come chat.' he wasn't that shameless.
jun worried his bottom lip for just a moment, resting his cheek against his palm as he thought of what to get. he supposed wine was the most suiting, as he'd never heard of an angel that enjoyed hard liquor. "white wine," he hummed to the man behind the counter, before turning his eyes back to desperado. ah, how could he make this more awkward? after a moment of silence, his smile grew, sea green eyes twinkling with amusement. "come here often?"
/ when u use a pickup line but arent actually sure if u wanna commit to flirting
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