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13 August 2007 @ 08:55 pm
When roses are green | Completed  
When roses are green | Completed

WHO: Yunoki, Wolfram
WHERE: Yunoki's dressing room
SUMMARY/WARNING: It's after the shopping, and sleepover, and all, and Wolfram's angry, Yunoki's jealous..... lover's quarrel perhaps? XD and oh, drama~
RATING: R (just to be safe, cause... cursing, and anger, and.... drama.... >> )

Nursing the bandage on his hand, Wolfram steadily walked... or rather ran on the corridors, pushing everyone who happened to be in his way towards Yunoki's dressing room. He already searched for the comedian in his room, but he couldn't find him there.
The blond's show ended not long ago, but he didn't change his clothes, he was still in one of his performance costumes, because he wanted to talk with Yunoki as soon as he can.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid....!" he hissed, as he grabbed the door handle, and practically tore open the door. "Yunoki!" he shouted stepping in, but noone was there. He stood there for a second staring at a mirror nearby, trembling from anger. "ARGH!" he screamed and kicked the closest dressing table.
 
 
Current Mood: enragedenraged
 
 
 
Azuma Yunoki [Velvetine]lvelvetinel on August 13th, 2007 10:56 pm (UTC)
There was the crossroad, finally.

Does he lie and end it to keep them from getting hurt or does he jus slap him and tell him to get a grip and give them a break to think about things?

"I love you. I trust you. I believe in you." Yunoki swallowed and gently pulled Wolfram's hand away, "I just don't like that someone else gets to claim you as his fiance` when it's my ring on your finger." He kissd his lovers forehead, "Excuse me..." He whispered and left the room before Wolfram could stop him this time.
wolf_the_dancer on August 13th, 2007 11:16 pm (UTC)
Wolfram's eyes widened in shock. 'No no no!' His whole body felt numb, as Yunoki kissed him and left. He didn't want him to leave. He really wanted to apologize, but it was hard for some reason.

He knew it's his fault, he knew it, and it made all this mess a thousand times worse. He continued to stare at the door, fighting with the sob in his throat.