Lin was sitting outside and
enjoying the weather. He'd never really experienced a season like this...
Lots of rain and wind but it still wasn't entirely too cold. He wasn't quite
sure whether he liked it or not.
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He wasn't alone, either.
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Fenrir had come outside
for a smoke, as usual.
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Really... He'd either
tactically avoided Lin for the past week, or he truly was clueless.
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This time, however, he
wouldn't be able to run away before they at least talked a little.
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Lin was too fond of the
other man's cologne mixed with a slight smell of cigarettes. Too fond for
his own good, actually. He was quite sure nothing was ever going to happen
and it was making him go crazy.
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"So... how'd your school
start?"
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"Ehh... fine, I guess...."
He was trying to keep the bothersome wind from messing his hair completely.
He didn't want to be talking and get a bunch of hair in his mouth.
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"Made new friends
already?"
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"I guess so..."
Lin hadn't really been looking for friends. It wasn't that he didn't want to
get any... He just wasn't interested right now. If he was to find any,
they'd appear eventually.
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"Guess so? Friends are
important you know."
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"Well, yeah. But I just
kinda want to get my studies started first."
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"Hmm..."
Was this all he was going to get? Some casual small-talk?
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"How about ladies, then?
Noticed anyone good-looking, hmm?"
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"No..."
Really... It was impossible. It was clear to him now that the kiss was a
dream... a figment of his (way too wild) imagination. Fenrir didn't
know how he felt and Lin wasn't entirely too sure how he'd react if he did
know.
Did he even like guys?
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"I see... Well... I'm sure
you'll find someone who cares about you."
So he didn't, then? Why? Why was he too shy to actually tell the other man
how he felt?
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" ..."
Fenrir dropped his cigarette.
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"Maybe guys are more your
thing, then?" He stepped on it and smiled a little slyly.
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Lin jumped forward.
"What!? How'd you--?"
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He was walking away
already. Escaping again! =__=
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"Did I---?"
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He turned around one more
time before leaving.
"Yes. You kissed me that night."
What... he knew about it. So then... he'd been acting like this because...?
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Mean...
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He was so mean!
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