Noticed.
This is JoeyXSeto. I wrote it to give Seto some weird things that he does. Kind of like kinks. I think it gives him depth. Like a real person. Like real love where you know everything without knows everything at all. You just grow used to it.
I notice everything. I notice his smell. Not the cinnamon that everyone thinks it smells like, but his real smell. The musty old smell of vanilla and coffee. It was far to strong in this small car with me right beside him. I heard his sigh and his shift of weight. I smiled. I heard him buttoning up his shirt. I counted each button he buttoned. His fingernails clicked against the button when he was done so that he knew it would stay.
Tap.
One.
Tap.
Two.
No click.
He wasn't going to finished buttoning them. How strange. I smiled as he heard him drop the hairbrush I knew was coming.
My lazy boyfriend. His life was order. Chaotic order. Where to others he might look normal but to me I knew it all. He was a mess. So many time kinks in him to others they where nothing to me they where another reason to love him.
I knew all of his kinks.
Always smiling except when he should have been. He could hear a joke and never crack a smile but the second I got home and stubbed my toe it was all fun and games.
I heard his way of flapping his foot causing his large shoe to make noise each time it came back against the bottom of his foot. I enjoyed the noise. It was breaking the routine I had come to place him with. The routine of putting on a mask to make the normal people of this world think he was just like they thought he was.
The routine was just that. Cruel. He was always the same never new.
The routine never gave him a to jump head on into something like he liked. I smiled at the time he let me face paint him. Only for him to spray dye my hair.
I smiled and he wrapped an arm around me. I felt his breath. The rising of his chest and the falling. He was nervous.
"They'll love you." He laughed. The good laugh. The laugh that made me feel like I had mush in my brain and sent waves of fire against my spine. He kept laughing and it turned to his nervous forced one that he used when he didn't know what else to do.
I placed my face against the side of his neck and kissed it softly. I felt his neck muscles tighten. I knew he was bitting his lip. I smiled and put my head back on the car rest. The taxi driver finally stopped and I heard to door open. I sighed and started to open my door. It was his routine. I get out on the right him on the left. He would button up his tuxedo and I would come to his side then we would walk.
But he broke routine once more that day. He grabbed my hand and I stepped out of the car and shall him smile. I smiled back. Today we had tossed the routine that he had lived by for oh so long and where living life the way he wanted.
Always smiling. Foot tapping. Nail bitting. To much cologne.
I smiled at him and hear voices. Each calling both of our names.
"Ready to show then the routine free Seto?" I asked him.
"I'm ready to show them your Seto, Pup." I smiled.
No more cruel routine.