❀ Jardin de Bleuets ❀

Le Quatrième à Fleurir: The Crybaby

First name:
The boy shakes under your gaze. He shifts his eyes away from yours and gulps. "Indigo." He softly mutters.

Last name:

Indigo eases under your gaze. He calms down and isn't vigorously shaking as he was before. He gives you a smile before answering. "Corbin."

Birthday:
"I don't know. Beau found me on the 12th of June, so...I guess it can be considered my birthday." Indigo continues to smile.

Age:
"17? I suppose I don't really know..." Indigo chuckles nervously. You can tell he wants to get away from you.

Sexuality:

"What is that...?"
(Indigo is still experimenting but He'll probably turn out to be bisexual.)

Gender:
"Boy of course!" Indigo beans with happiness.

Pronouns:
"Huh?" His happiness is ripped from him. "What exactly are those?"
You explain to him what pronouns are and now with a better grip of what they are, Indigo answers. "He/His. Male pronouns make sense to me."

Personality:
The world is a strange place to Indigo. He is rather jumpy and is suspicious of people. He is delicate, one harsh breeze and he'll shatter. Indigo is highly sensitive and won't be ashamed to burst into tears. Indigo can get excited rather easily. Being excited and clumsy don't go well. Indigo often hurts himself. Indigo loves to show affection, whether it's holding hands, cuddling, or just a peck on the check, Indigo will gladly do it all. Indigo also gets scared easily. Did I mention he is quite clingy?

Appearance:

Height:
"5'2. Beau measure my height just a couple of days a go. Apparently that's consider below average for males? Is that bad?" Indigo's bottom lip starts quivering.

Hobbies:
"I like watching Beau and the others work on the garden. The school has a nice atmosphere, I often people watch to understand people better. I like messing around with the small kitchen in the gardening shed. I often make snacks for the others." Indigo grins.

Likes:
"I like the rain. It's refreshing and it brings life to the garden. Beau and the other gardeners are amazing. The beautiful butterflies that wisp by the garden are wonderful."

Dislikes:

"Mean people in general. I don't like crying...I try my best to keep it in but I pop like a ballon and I start with my water works. I just can't help it. I don't like salty foods...or bitter foods."

Family:
"Family? The other gardeners are more than enough family for me."

Backstory:
Beau, the leader of the gardening club found Indigo in their garden shack. Beau doesn't know how Indigo got into the shack or about his origins. Beau didn't know what to do with the male but decided to keep him around anyways. Indigo claimed the garden shack his makeshift home. Indigo isn't too sure where he came from either or where he was now. Thankful the males of the gardening club all help to teach and oversee Indigo.

Other:
Indigo has an enormous appetite. He often stuffs his face with snacks that are stashed away in the garden shack. As the garden shack is his home, he sleeps in the cabinets underneath the sink, he says the soft dripping of the water is soothing and makes him less lonely.

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Scenario

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Beau trusts me enough to put me in charge of Indigo, the youngest of the club. I wasn't sure as to say Beau made me babysit Indigo.

Things were quite normal during the day. I kept an eye on Indigo while I planted a couple new marigolds. Indigo was fairly normal. He watered the marigolds I planted. Though he did avoid eye contact and was ashamed to hold a lengthy conversation with me. I didn't take it to heart.

The day went by quite fast. Indigo and I stayed at the garden after the others left. Indigo seemed quite uncomfortable while I was around. He took off running into the garden shack. I went after him but lost sight of him. I looked around the shack but wasn't able to find him.

I heard a held back sneeze that came from the cabinets. I opened the cabinets under the sink. Indigo was cramped into the cabinets. He scurried out when he saw me. I was taken back after seeing the white wings that poked out of his back. Indigo stood defensively in front of me. He looked like he was on the brink of tears. Instead of prying at the elephant in the room, I made some tea in order to calm Indigo down.

We sat on the low hanging table. I poured some tea for him and gave him a couple of cookies. We ate and drank i silence before I break that sweet quiet.

"What are you?" I ask.

Indigo gulped and started a coughing fit. He got composed and wiped small tears away from his eyes.

"I'm human! Beau says I'm human!" Indigo squeaks.

"Humans don't have wings, Indigo." I stare.

This must've struck a nerve. The boy started to tear up and look away from me.

"I'm sorry." It's seems I have to be gentle in order for him to open up.

Soo...Indigo isn't all human as he seems to be. Are you willing to play innocent in order for Indigo to warm up to you?

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Or as always, you are welcomed to do your own scenario!