BondingBondingBonding10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
rated PG for language
don't take w/o permission
"When I was ten years old," Zidane said and sat down on the sofa with his hot chocolate, "I had been robbing Alexandria blind for five years. Tantalus fed me, but mostly I fended for myself."
Sora looked at the genome from under his dripping bangs. His teeth were chattering despite the four towels and seven blankets wrapped around him, and despite the roaring fire Jake had built in the hearth before running out of the house, promising to be back soon. He pulled the outermost blanket, a fleecy deal with penguins printed on it that had been taken from Saint's stash, closer about himself before asking, "Where were your parents?"
Zidane snorted and leaned back in his chair. "How should I know? They left me on the street as soon as I could walk, practically."
The brunet shivered under his mountain of warmth.
"Do you need another blanket?"
Sora nodded, yes, and Zidane, sighing, pul
BellybuttonBellybuttonBellybutton11 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Because I'm telling you, merfolk don't have 'em.
"I swear, Sora, if you poke me one more time..."
"But Jake," the brunet whined. "You have this... thing on your tummy."
"I don't know. A little hole or something."
This was concerning enough to cause Jake to actually sit up. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked down to where Sora lay on the grass, poking at Jake's stomach.
"What are you talking about, Sora?"
Sora poked his stomach again. No, more specifically, poked his bellybutton. "What is this thing?"
They had been quietly lying out on the grass, enjoying the warm day, when Sora had started prodding his friend. First he had been tugging on Jake's ha