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[Zidlijan]

Characters belong to me zidlijan and to scratchleader

“Romantic” one shot.

(Actually this just means they're not really... that)

(Art by Masasei, it's a commission done for us)

Agender character featured.

I'd like some feedbag on this, the characters displayed here are both humans, for clearance-- and for background: They're best friends, this is some alternate universe thing I made for them but I ended up creating this writing to cheer up my lover but also because I wanted to see how effective it was... Anyway please don't tear me to shreds I'm new.

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“I’m not sure. I don’t do this too often.” the wolf commented with a displeased expression on his face, he wasn’t the most tactful man and certainly he had no intention of being one.

“I’ll be sure to check for anyone coming here !” the pastel color haired friend exclaimed with a bubbly smile. They had a way with the wolf that he couldn’t quite pinpoint with the tip of his finger, and he certainly hated it, because they managed to usually convince him of doing things he knew he would regret later. Or enjoy too much.

They were disclosed in the safety of the school bathroom storage room, granted that they had enough space for each other inside it. And the door, unfortunately unlocked, was closed. They just hoped no one was at school after class, not even detention class. For they had a motive to be there.

Having to live in an unnacepting and abusive home both boys felt like they only had each other as a form of safe haven, they felt alone together, and through this detrimentic association, they grew past those who harmed them, beyond the pressure of their peers.

With no reason to worry about the presence of others, the wolf removed his jacket and let it drop to the side with his satchel bag, sighing softly seeing as the other teen did the same, he didn’t feel threatened by their body in any form or way, he felt safe, almost.

Once his chest was bare, and Raine’s too, they sighed a little before pulling out the cans of black and pink paint from their bags.

“You brought Pink.”

“And you brough black sempai!” Raine answered, a soft smile on their small pink lips.

To Zylar, their body didn’t even seem male enough to be a boy, or feminine enough to be a girl. They were in a form of attractiveness that laid in the middle and walked perfectly with their identity. Fullfilling them. And the wolf respected that kind of life. A life full of identity.

Black was, unlike most people thought, a full color, hollow on the outside but absorbing of everything, both positive and negative. And for some, like Raine, it meant that they also absorved the love, knowledge and wisdom that suffering could only provide. The darkness of the night was their nest and the darkness of their room was their hell. In the same order of thought, they deserved black, a color of fullfillment.

“Why pink?” he asked after a second of momentary silence.

“I believe pink to be the color of love, sempai. And I want you to be loved.” with the same smile they believed this. While they had the support of many and believed themselves to be loved, not only by the twins, but also their brothers and several friends, they knew Zylar was purposefully alone, and shoving everyone away before they had a chance to form a real personal relationship. They understood his loneliness. So they brought that color.

He didn’t know how to respond so instead he brough out the brushes and gave one to Raine, turning to face the wall, and wait for them to be done. The paint was cold so he constantly jolted as their small hands worked on his bare back.

Once they were done, the same course of action was taken, they turned to face the wall and Zylar did something to their back with the paint. They let it dry and promised to not remove or wash it or see it before they got home. And following their word each of them reclothed once the paint had dried, and each went to their respective homes.

Raine giggled after closing the door to the twins’s home, they knew the wolf would probably not appreciate the cute little gestures they drew on his back. They really wanted him to feel loved after all, so they had drawn little cute hearts and stars, along with very meaningful words. However their curiosity spiked as to what he’d done, so after fighting off the annoying twins and their overprotective older brother they went to their room, to unclothe and look into the mirror.

“You Matter” was written on their back.

Edited July 15, 2015 by Zidlijan