His upturned face was utterly still, completely swallowed up by the silent, star-dusted expanse that stretched endlessly above them.

Balancing along the rooftop’s edge, arms extended wide like a tightrope walker.

It rained. He's cold. And curling up by the warmth like a cat.

There's something therapeutic about sharpening a sword. Falling into a trance.

Painting his nails.

Smirk. Small kiss on the cheek. For now.

As a treat than trick?

Cat got your tongue?

👀

Cat boy Halloween.

Warming his fingers around a hot chocolate.

“I can imagine. Family can keep you on your toes.”

“You have a family..? That's... must be quite nice.”

Waiting outside the cat cafe for @wutaireiji.bsky.social He felt a little, apprehensive. Why? Who could really tell.

Dσɳ’ƚ ɠҽƚ ƈʅσʂҽ, I’ʅʅ σɳʅყ ρσιʂσɳ ყσυ.

“Silverthreads?” he smirked, amused. “I have been well, yourself?”

Somehow, that doesn't surprise him.

He likes cats.

📲 I owe you a trip to the cat cafe. @wutaireiji.bsky.social

Caffeinated, sugary soda drinks for the morning it is~

“Hmm. That is also true...”

“That makes sense.”

“I don't know how you can drink it...”

“I was trying new things.”

Matches his response.

Sticks tongue out in return.

“... Disgusting.”

Perhaps your taste buds are dead.

The coffee is too bitter for his taste... Nose wrinkles. Adding more sugar.

~

He slips away from the noise below, claiming a sliver of quiet atop the rooftops, an apple in hand, the city laid bare before him.

—

He's actually looking forward to October.

Sorry not sorry.

Mm?

┄┄┄┄┄【🌸】┄┄┄┄┄ ❛𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎..❜ ┄┄┄┄┄【🌸】┄┄┄┄┄ 『#FFVII┋#MVRP』 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ↻ + 💖

No~