the worst luck

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[someone's wiping at his eyes and cursing, trying to figure out where he should go since his last choice was downright abysmal. he's currently looking rather worse for wear, shaky and red-eyed. anyone he passes he tries not to look at, eventually giving up and huddling in a chair in a corner]

I shouldn't have ever believed anything he said, anything he did. It's just like everyone else and I should've known it. Shouldn't have listened or cared or c...

[he won't admit he was crying so much that his head hurts, his pride's not allowing that, and he's grumbling to himself because he's really got no one to turn to with this]

All those things he said were just flowery fucking lies. He wasn't different. Wonder if he had that scheduled or just decided to fuck around with the first person he saw.

...It's not my problem.

[and now he's tugging at something he was wearing around his wrist]

I'm tired of it hurting already.


[ooc: Taking place after this and this. Roxas had the misfortune of hiding in the wrong room]

Comments

[bottomsforall.livejournal.com]

Roxas...

[a;slkjf;a knows he's fucked up, eyes wide as he stares at the other, and his own start to burn]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[just pretends he's too occupied with prying that collar off his wrist, wishing he didn't look the way he does]

[bottomsforall.livejournal.com]

Rox, damnit, look at me.

[;lak can't help but move over, kneeling in front of him]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Hell do you want.

[still doing his best not to look at him, fumbling with the collar more]

[bottomsforall.livejournal.com]

Roxas, please.

Just fucking listen to me.

[tries to stop him]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[and he's fighting, not that he's his most graceful now]

I listened more than I should have already.

[bottomsforall.livejournal.com]

You heard what I said to him? That I thought I fucking loved you?

[oh so quiet]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

I didn't want to hear anything after a few minutes.

[bottomsforall.livejournal.com]

Did you hear that, though.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Just heard your noises and covered my ears.

I'm not in the mood for more lies.

[bottomsforall.livejournal.com]

....Rox.

[just touches his thigh]

You've been sleeping with a Sora. How is this different?

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[hands a handkerchief.]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

I wasn't spinning any shit about dating or being with someone, or feelings. As much as you went on about that, it didn't mean anything.

I've had sex with Sora once and apparently he was drunk off his ass, but I wasn't preaching any lofty bs.

[bottomsforall.livejournal.com]

What the hell does this matter, then! You're acting like some jealous ex, when you've made it clear we weren't dating, and that I didn't mean enough to you for anything. So I slept with someone else, because l was hurt. I thought you'd go and do the same.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[starts, but relaxes a little when it's at least not the one he's currently out of sorts about]

...Thanks.

[temptes to just hide his face in the thing]

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry for what you went through.

... I know how you feel.

[he gives a small nod, then decides it might be time to just get out and leave him alone. turns to leave.]

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

Because I'm a whore, right? Thanks.

Leave me alone then.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

Rox?

[very, very quiet, worried, glancing at the Riku]

Are you okay?

[bottomsforall.livejournal.com]

[g-glares at Sora, still kneeling in front of Roxas]

I never said--...Rox, I didn't mean it. You wouldn't fucking listen to me.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

This place is fucked up.

[looks down at the handkerchief after he's dried his face]

I'll uh...wash this.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[looks over at Sora, pondering whether a safe dropping on him would be worse or better luck]

I'm fine. Always am.

[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

He called you a what!

[bottomsforall.livejournal.com]

[alaskj; wants Sora awayyyy]

You are so full of shit, Roxas.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he waves a hand, keeping his distance and readjusting his broken arm.]

You don't have to. I figure you'll probably need it, this place seems to be pretty...

[he sighs and runs his hand through his hair.]

... awful. I can't find another word for it.

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[sigh]

It doesn't matter, Sora.

[and the first direct look Riku's getting is a hard one]

Thanks.