forum Flowers Always Bloom, Sun Always Shines // One On One // Gay // Closed, Stalkers Welcome

Started June 11, 2019 by @bubblegum

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Cinthia smiled as well. "Nice to meet you, Bridge." She looked up at her brother with a questioning brow, pushing back some of her flyaway curls. "How do you know my brother?"

"He…he bumped into me," Bridge told her, and it was the truth.

Cinthia's other brow went up, and Wolf smiled sweetly at her. "I seriously hope he wasn't an ass about it," she said.

"No…he was nice. He's nice," Bridge said with a small smile, brushing some of his white hair out of his face.

"See?" Wolf said pointedly, huffing dramatically at her suggestion that he'd be mean.

Cinthia just rolled her eyes and waved her gloved hand around lazily. "Alright, alright. Any particular reason you two are out here?"

"He…Wolf was looking for you," Bridge explained. "He said that you would probably find him."

"He…Wolf was looking for you," Bridge explained. "He said that you would probably find him."

"Oh?" Cinthia looked back at her brother and tilted her head, crossing her arms over her chest. "Not that you're wrong, I did find you two, but care to explain why you were looking for me? Besides causing trouble," she added when Wolf opened his mouth.

He scowled at her, though it was half-hearted. "I was looking for you because I wanted you and Bridge to meet. And for you to cook lunch, because you're an amazing cook." She rolled her eyes at that but didn't protest.

"The…well, the apartment is back there," Bridge said, glancing over his shoulder for a moment before turning back to the other two.

Cinthia thought about it for a moment, then sighed and ruffled Wolf's hair. He protested weakly and shrunk back from her, going towards Bridge. "Fine," she said, "Lead the way."

Bridge smiled a little bit, walking close to Wolf back down the shadowed alley and into the street, where the sun was still bright.

Wolf tipped his head back to see if there were any clouds and was slightly disappointed when he didn't find any. Cinthia stayed behind the two and smirked to herself when she concluded that Wolf and Bridge were more than just people that ran into each other.

They got back to the apartment alright, the key still fitting into the lock with no disturbance, the room just as they had left it. Bridge put the key on the counter and stepped farther into the room.

Wolf looked around quickly, then relaxed when he found nothing amiss. "Hey, would you look at that. Home sweet undisturbed home." Cinthia rolled her eyes and looked around silently, amazed that the two boys had found a place where the two of them could live.

"I…I think the entire building is empty," Bridge said, sitting down cross-legged on the couch.

Wolf nodded and looked to his twin, who was still standing by the front door. "I think so as well, or else we would've gotten some curious neighbors at our door a while ago," he said. Cinthia hummed, still looking around as she combed her fingers through her curls.

Bridge leaned back against the couch, still a little shy of Cinthia but knowing it would probably pass with enough time.

Wolf glanced over at Bridge, then turned to Cinthia and spoke to her in a foreign tongue. That caught her attention, and the twins conversed briefly. She nodded and tugged at her gloves, but didn't take them off, and looked to Bridge. "Any sort of gourmet lunch you want? I can head out to get the food and leave you two be for a while."

Bridge tilted his head. "Can…can you make pizza?" He asked, rather sheepishly.

Cinthia smiled softly, nodding. "Any specific kind of pizza?" she asked, not at all judgemental about his choice of food. Wolf was actually a fan of pizza.

"Just…normal is fine," Bridge said, brushing some more hair out of his face and looking up at her.

Cinthia nodded and bid the two boys farewell before slipping through the front door. Wolf watched her leave, then looked down at Bridge.

Bridge looked up at him, tilting his head. "What…what did you say to her?"

Wolf blinked, then realized what Bridge was referring to. "Oh. I was giving her the gist of our situation, but left out some of the more personal details," he said, running a hand through his hair. "She's got trust issues, even if it doesn't seem like it."

"Oh…okay." Bridge said with a small nod, sitting up. "She's nice."