Looking at this strange, yet attractive human, I force myself to say something- anything.
"S-salutations." I choke out, feeling my face heat up. "Sorry. I was probably making too much noise, I don't want to make trouble..." My voice leads on, body slumped in a position of embarrassment. He looks at me with no trace of interest, smiles evaporated with a sigh, blowing air out of his plump lips.
"Hope you're aware of the price on this piece of history," He draws out, sauntering towards the crash cymbal, running his hand over the top slowly. His face shown comfort, an almost calming aura, standing just beside me. His small even breathes rile me, feeling as if I shouldn't be witnessing this fascinating organisms beauty.
"-the last person who owned Ruby took care of her well, cleaning and supplying all her needs of equipment." I watch him glance up at me from the tops of his eyes, softly. "Would you be able to care for her with all your heart?" He whispers.
My own heart seemingly stops, a rush of blood flowing to the tips of my fingers down to my toes. Not even knowing this stranger, I instantly feel attached.
Shying a smile, I tug at my shirt coyly and produce a nod. He seemed pleased with my response and walked around the front of the drums, stopping directly in front of me.
"Play for me?" He asks grinning playfully, and proceeds to sit on the ground. I look him directly in the eyes, through my glasses with a full mouthed smile, raising my hands up for a song just knowing this stranger will enjoy my muse.
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Tiger Stripped Leggings {Joshler}
FanfictionWhen visiting a local mall, Josh meets a boy in stripped leggings. Swollen smiles and poetry verses in, with an occasional personal walk to the mall, he realizes something He has completely fallen for the boy. Tyler lives a luxury life with his dad...
