#re: mikiquette

[crimsonbloomss]

"Oh... Wait, I dropped my, uhm..." After the pen hits the floor with a tiny click, she turns around to bend over and pick it up. And it's the first time she's wearing anything this short, the first time there's nothing underneath—Her face is red as she stands back up to smooth down her skirt, but she does her best to act like she didn't just flash her. Accidentally-on-purpose. "So, um... Um, y-you were... saying?"

— @mikiquette ෆ (there's a little bird that told me this was going on and that i should send you something... for science <3)

for science... yeah.

maeve was explaining something about her recent tarot reading, it wasn't anything much, but miki asked and so, maeve delivered. of course, all her thought process goes right out the window when she lifted her eyes to see what miki was doing and seeing that sight had her mind short-circuiting.

gods, her little deer really will be the death of her.

"..." maeve was silent before getting up from her seat, approaching miki as her hands rest on her hips, carefully lifting her onto the counter as she stares up at her, hands sliding under the hem of her very short skirt, dragging her fingers along her inner thigh. "you're such a damn tease, you know that?"

[apple-caleb]

[ to :: prince charming… (supposedly) ] — voice message attached

"Caaaaaaaaalllleeeeeebbbbb there was! There was—hic—a c-cute lil puppyyyy… onnnthe side of the road...! N' I just think…! Yyouuu'd look, hic, sssooooooooooooooooo prwettyyyy with puppy earssssssss… C'mere so I can put some on yyouuu…"

@mikiquette ᰔ

caleb had been sitting around at home after some work at the fleet, moving over to the kitchen, his eyes lit up when he got a message from miki, only to see that it was a voice message. curious as to what the female wanted to tell him, he played it through speaker as he walked over to get something from the fridge, only freezing when he heard an obviously drunk miki.

he didn't waste time. his phone already in his hand along with his keys, everything he was doing prior completely forgotten as he headed out to get to her. he pressed the button on his phone to record a message, all playfulness and teasing tones were absent.

[🔉 voice message] stay where you are. i'm coming to get you.

[apple-caleb]

Miki tucks a loose strand of hair behind his ear, her fingers lingering for a second longer than necessary. "It's, um. Th-the wind blew, and, I thought it, maybe, was in your eyes a little too much...... Um. Your hair's gotten a little long..."

— @mikiquette ᰔ (hehe just a small silly thing <3)

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂  𝐑𝐏  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  .  .  .  (  pt  1.  the  art  of  touch  )

caleb stops whatever he is doing–he honestly forgot–the moment her fingers tuck a loose strand of his hair behind his ear. he can’t help himself as he reaches out, his hands flitting to her waist to gently tug her closer, his eyes then looking up as he playfully blows upwards, making his hair fly up briefly. “i guess it has, huh? …do you mind it? i guess i could go for a trim…”

[apple-caleb]

haha, maybe. but... if you really mean it, then stay. no matter what happens.

@apple-caleb if every hundred days i get to know you even a little bit more than i do, then... i don't mind.

[apple-caleb]

I've missed enough of your shows... nothing is gonna stop me from missing any more. pictures can't capture the beauty that is you, especially in your element, but I need them for when I'm away from you. thank you for inviting me again, my angel. 🧡

moments.

📷 @apple-caleb; a little embarrassing singing this in front of you,, ahdjsj but i'm glad you could make it ;; and thank you for the pictures.

[apple-caleb]

caleb doesn’t really know if he should be disappointed, upset, or some emotion that conveys… hurt, maybe. even though his thoughts swirl through his mind like an oncoming storm, his visage remains as calm as he can muster.

his hand doesn’t leave hers, nor does his lips truly leave the touch of her supple skin. he closes his eyes and inhales, the sweet aroma of her that he’s missed so much now filling his senses could make him dizzy. he missed this. 

he missed her.

he’s thankful that she doesn’t pull away this time, a light chuckle falling from his lips as he gazes at her with some subtle lovesick look. he does bring her hand down, but he doesn’t let go. in fact, he’s probably pushing it, but he wants to hold her hand for as long as she’ll allow him to, even for just this brief moment. he’ll take it.

he’ll take anything.

“how long can i stay?” he asks, purple hues curiously look at her now, his thumb gently brushing along her hand. “you don’t have to do all that, i’d rather you just… relax while we spend time together.”

🍓 ︴ stroke of serendipity. closed rp with @apple-caleb.

Pacing.

She's been staring at the phone in her hand for the past, maybe, fifteen minutes or so...

And she's pacing.

The familiar, apple-y profile stares her right in the face like a reminder of what she's just too chicken to do—and she should call, probably. Text, even. Something, anything!

But what would she even say, right?! Hey, how you doing?!

The thought of it has her mortified just as her phone dings with a message, and she feels lightheaded—

It's just Tara.

She gives the message a once-over, figures she could totally use some time out with friends, for once...

「 waaaahhh, actually i think it would be Real Great if we met up today T^T need a distraction...!!! 」

And maybe it's because she isn't thinking properly—or thinking too much, rather—but the second the text goes through, she realizes all too late that she hadn't switched to Tara's message.

She was still on Caleb's text profile.

The message had gone to him.

"Augh! No heckin' way! That's even worse than a 'Hey, how you doing'!!!!!!!!!! Unsend, dammit, unsend!!!!! Oh my god. Oh my god. He's going to see it, and he's going to think I'm an idiot because who the hell says THAT after going weeks without talking, and—"

[apple-caleb]

Caleb

is that an order, angel? ;) huh... the authors of our own fates. that does sound better.

Caleb if I had to go through everything all over again, if it meant I get to be with you in the end. I'll do it. I'm yours, angel doll. @mikiquette

[crimsonbloomss]

so, when's your next concert? i need back stage passes. also, i need to kiss you—but when do i not?

moments.

the stage feels like a second home sometimes, even when it's empty...

[apple-caleb]

> then how about you... look outside. :)

[ to :: prince charming... (supposedly) ] — the calendar said that...

[ to :: prince charming... (supposedly) ] — shfjs ok kidding, no calendar involved, i remembered !! happy azure's echo day !! ><

[ to :: prince charming... (supposedly) ] — people say today is for couples,,, so, um,,, can i spend it with you;;?

[ to :: prince charming... (supposedly) ] — something something i appreciate you... something something i want to see you... something something i miss you... i um T^T rewrote this too many times but i have so much i want to tell youuu T^T

[ to:: prince charming... (supposedly) ] — so... please let me say it in person...

— @mikiquette ᰔ

caleb gets pulled out from his focus when his phone lights up, a set of text message coming flooding into his notification and it doesn’t take long for him to abandon his current task to look at them when he sees who they’re from.

he’s smiling and typing up a reply in an instant. 

> happy azure echo day, beautiful my angel! :D  > if you weren’t going to spend it with me. I was gonna just steal you away myself. ;) > I wanna hear everything you want to tell me.  > sooo, when should I pick you up?

[apple-caleb]

no :/ I'm not mad at you.

How could he be?

I'm just worried.

stay where you are alright? I'll be there soon.

He read the messages over and over again before he sighed quietly and headed out. He looked around and shook his head, laughing quietly. "She'll have to do without the puppy ears." He mumbled as he headed toward her place.

Once arriving, he knocked on the door before entering her home, he moved over to where she was, leaning down to brush her hair away from her face.

"Angel? Hey... I'm here." His tone dropped to something tender, like the way he stroked his fingers along her cheek as he gazed at the wine bottle and sighed once more, "...why're you drinkin' by yourself, huh?"

[ to :: prince charming… (supposedly) ] — voice message attached

"Caaaaaaaaalllleeeeeebbbbb there was! There was—hic—a c-cute lil puppyyyy… onnnthe side of the road...! N' I just think…! Yyouuu'd look, hic, sssooooooooooooooooo prwettyyyy with puppy earssssssss… C'mere so I can put some on yyouuu…"

@mikiquette ᰔ

caleb had been sitting around at home after some work at the fleet, moving over to the kitchen, his eyes lit up when he got a message from miki, only to see that it was a voice message. curious as to what the female wanted to tell him, he played it through speaker as he walked over to get something from the fridge, only freezing when he heard an obviously drunk miki.

he didn't waste time. his phone already in his hand along with his keys, everything he was doing prior completely forgotten as he headed out to get to her. he pressed the button on his phone to record a message, all playfulness and teasing tones were absent.

[🔉 voice message] stay where you are. i'm coming to get you.

[apple-caleb]

you... really don't mind? in that case, let's make it more than a hundred days from this point movin' forward. yeah?

@apple-caleb if every hundred days i get to know you even a little bit more than i do, then... i don't mind.

[apple-caleb]

a surprised noise emits from him when she bumps her head into his chest. a tender smile on his face etches as he wraps his arms around her, gently rubbing her back as he rest his chin on top of her head.

he listens to her. carefully, intently, with undivided attention. 

there she is…

the feeling of disappointment and a tinge of anger, mostly to himself, dissipates with each passing second. he shakes his head, his fingers gently carding through her light hair, his head then tilting down to nuzzle his nose into the soft locks. 

something in his chest pangs at the look of those beautiful doe eyes. how could ever say no to this? to her? his arms unwind from around her waist as he lifts his hands to rest against her cheeks, his thumb gently brushing against the supple skin as he leans his forehead against hers.

“shh…” he gently shushes her with a small smile on his lips, his tone soft, “it’s okay. i’m not mad… i can’t be mad. at least… not that mad.” he sighs quietly and pulls away just enough to look at her face. 

“i’m sorry for what happened back in skyhaven…” he finally says, his chest feeling more heavier than light, “i want to stay here for as long as you’ll let me. i’ll leave when i have to, but if i can help it, i want to come home to you, not… that empty place i have to consider home.” he sighs quietly and closes his eyes, taking her hand to kiss the back of her fingers once more, speaking against them.

“nothing is home when you're not there with me, miki.” 

🍓 ︴ stroke of serendipity. closed rp with @apple-caleb.

Pacing.

She's been staring at the phone in her hand for the past, maybe, fifteen minutes or so...

And she's pacing.

The familiar, apple-y profile stares her right in the face like a reminder of what she's just too chicken to do—and she should call, probably. Text, even. Something, anything!

But what would she even say, right?! Hey, how you doing?!

The thought of it has her mortified just as her phone dings with a message, and she feels lightheaded—

It's just Tara.

She gives the message a once-over, figures she could totally use some time out with friends, for once...

「 waaaahhh, actually i think it would be Real Great if we met up today T^T need a distraction...!!! 」

And maybe it's because she isn't thinking properly—or thinking too much, rather—but the second the text goes through, she realizes all too late that she hadn't switched to Tara's message.

She was still on Caleb's text profile.

The message had gone to him.

"Augh! No heckin' way! That's even worse than a 'Hey, how you doing'!!!!!!!!!! Unsend, dammit, unsend!!!!! Oh my god. Oh my god. He's going to see it, and he's going to think I'm an idiot because who the hell says THAT after going weeks without talking, and—"

[crimsonbloomss]

honestly? i'll give you all the kisses you need before your show.

moments.

the stage feels like a second home sometimes, even when it's empty...