He unlocked the car and opened the door, "I don't have to go inside if you don't want me to, but I at least need to know where you live. If it's dangerous there I won't mind. I go to fight clubs now and then, so I'll be fine. If they even think about hurting you I'll just hurt them ten times worse. Will you show me?" he winked.
Skye shook his head, trying to figure out a way to bluff through this one. He couldn't pull the navigation one, not without messing up later. And he couldn't do the fake apartment. What was he going to do?
He placed his hand on his cheek, "Please?"
Skye shook his head again, before doing the only thing he could think of. He bolted, dashing into the nearest alley with the speed and recklessness only one of his kind had. He twisted down turns, cursing himself for being a coward.
"Skye!" his legs moved on his own. He just wanted to make sure he wa okay. Did I hurt him? Did I do something wrong? Was it because I asked? he shook his head and focused. He saw Syke make a sharp turn so he fallowed. Damnit I'm an idiot!
Skye pushed emotions back, especially since he knew this would hurt and confuse the other, as he ran down the next street, turning into another alley and climbing a fire escape as fast as he could.
He finally caught up to him out of breath, "Wait!….. Damn…..you run fast!" he put his hands on his knees, "I'm sorry if I did something wrong …I just really want you to trust me and I really want to get to know you. We don't have to go to your house, just please don't run away."
Skye was breathing hard but he didn't stop as he swung up onto the roof. Crouching down for a moment his mind racing with thoughts, "I-I'll meet you in the part at 10Pm this Saturday!" he called, before dashing off over the roof, leaping to the next one.
He bit his lip and smiled, " 10am this saturday. YES!" he was smiling like an idiot when he walked down the streets. When he got inside his house he flopped on the bed, "10am this saterday……"
Skye kept going, eventually ending up in a nearby park, where he shifted to the form of a large wolf. (Fur/eyes is the same as hair/eyes) padding into the trees he looked for a place that was quiet enough to stay the night.
(OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SOME TEA ES BEING SPILLED!!!!!!)
He fell asleep thinking about Skye. He woke up bright an early to get dressed. He did his morning routine and went down stairs to eat. Once he finished it was 9:56 so, he headed straight for the park and waited.
Skye groaned as he walked through the woods, this time in human form. His hair was messy and he was taming it with his fingers, hoping to be presentable.
He closed his eyes then opened them when Skye walked in front of him, “Hello beautiful what did you want to talk about?”
Skye looked up at him, a glimmer of shame in his eyes, unsure of how to explain.
“You okay?” He tilted his head looking worried.
"Yeah…" he said shyly. "I'm just certain that you have a lot of questions…"
“I actually don’t have any except for why did you want to meet?” He chuckled
Skye blinked in surprise, D-Did he forget that I ran????
“I don’t want to make you upset so if you want to tell me you can I’m not going to force you to,” he winked.
Skye nodded gratefully, "Th-Thanks…" he murmured, looking away.
“Anything you want to say you look nervous. Sit down with me,” he patted the blades of grass next to him and smiled.
Skye hummed dropping to the ground and flopping back, trying to calm down.
“What’s on you mind?” He looked over in a daze
"I don't even know at this point…" he said.
“Tell me….I don’t know if I’ll understand but I’ll try…” he said placing his hand on Skye’s.
Skye stiffened at the contact, unsure of how he was gonna do this.
He bit his lip holding Skye’s hand tighter and smiled.
Skye looked up nervously, his brain had stopped working.
“What is there something on my face?” He sipped his face, “Seriously why are you stairing at me…….?”
(LOVE IS THE AIR AND TEA IS ABOUT TO BE SPILLED MAN!)
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