Post by Luke Clyburn on Nov 19, 2023 7:39:05 GMT -5
Social between Luke Clyburn and Shizuka Sanamizu ✮
Why was he so nervous? Dipping his hands into the sink and splashing the water he cupped onto his face, Luke lifted his head to stare at his own reflection. Amber-colored eyes stared back at one another. Damp white and black bangs clung to the skin of his forehead and eyebrows. Lowering his hands and using them to lean against the sink counter Luke stared ahead at his reflection as he repeated the question in his head. Why was he so nervous? He had just gotten out of the shower. Steam was still present on the mirror. Using his hand he had cleared off a portion of the mirror to see his face so he could shave the growing stubble off his jawline. He was taking extra time tonight to make sure, especially sure, that he was well groomed. But why was he so nervous? This was hardly the first time he had done what he was doing tonight.
This wasn’t his first date with Shizuka Sanamizu. No, it was hardly the first. But he had the same nervousness and anxiousness that he did when he first asked her out. Despite how familiar he was with her, despite how close they were, despite the nights they spent with each other, despite their confessions of love… Luke was nervous. Anxious. Excited. He was taking Shizuka, that angel, the love of his life, out on a date tonight. A date. A simple date between the two of them. It had felt like it had been forever since they had done something like this. However, that feeling would be felt differently between the two. After all, the last couple of years had passed differently between each other.
Turning off the sink's running water, Luke took a long and deep breath. It’s just a date. Just the two of us going to dinner, having drinks, and just talking. Luke thought to himself in an attempt to calm his fired-up nerves. Why was he so anxious? He wasn’t like this the first time they had a date, was he? Had he been more relaxed and confident when they went and saw the fireworks? Or was there more to this on his mind? Was he just excited rather than anxious? He kept thinking about what they said to each other that morning, as well as what happened the night prior, and each and every time it was brought up in his head he felt warm and fuzzy on the inside. They confessed to one another. Despite how much drama their relationship had. Despite how many hurdles it had gone through… she told him she loved him. And he told her the same.
Luke’s ears felt warm again as he stared down at the emptying sink. He needed to get ready and stop thinking about this. Every time he did all it made him want to do was run to the floor above him and go see her. Pick her up, kiss her, and consummate their feelings all throughout the day. Chances are that was probably going to happen anyway tonight given their personalities and eagerness. But despite everything they had been through, despite all of the drama Luke had brought onto the relationship, Shizuka was willing to give them another chance. She had never let go of what she felt for him. The realization that she had never been able to forget about him while he was gone left him feeling upset. He had put her through a lot. Now he had the chance to make up for it. To do everything he could to undo the hurt he had caused her with his absence. A lot had happened between them and speaking of a lot had happened. Luke reached across his left shoulder with his hand and rubbed at the black-inked X tattoo that now decorated his skin. The marking that proved he had joined Xcution, Shizuka’s organization. He hadn’t expected he was gonna get an organizational tramp stamp when he agreed to work for her, but, here we were. Plus, speaking of a lot happening.
You’ve been quiet.
…
…
…
Not sure why you’re pretending that I don’t know you’re there.
”Hmph. And how long have you known?” a voice replied back inside of Luke’s head. A voice that Luke had thought he heard the night he had spent with Shizuka. The night that he had drank her reiatsu and fed on her soul while their bodies were intertwined. Ever since then, though, he had been quiet. Silent as a mouse. But Luke had known he was there. A presence occupying the previous emptiness of his mind that was unmistakable.
”A while now. I guess I was wondering who, between the two of us, was going to crack first and say something. When did you wake up?”
”While you were on top of that woman you are so excited about seeing. I was not shocked to find that the first thing you did after recovering was stick your meat in something. Least of all to see it was with that woman. Though, I suppose I should be grateful she couldn’t get over you. She’s a worthwhile meal.”
Was there a compliment in there somewhere?
”I’m saying that thanks to her and your… enthusiastic taste for her, I was able to regenerate.”
So that’s how it was. The voice inside Luke’s head was none other than Springflut. The very Doll that three years ago Luke had gone off to battle. To reobtain dominance and control over. During that battle, the two had critically injured the other. The injuries Luke had sustained should have killed him but before his life could end he was frozen and entered a regenerative hibernation. That’s where he had been for the last three years. For awhile Luke had wondered if he had succeeded. Was he able to convey his feelings to his Doll and remaster that aspect of himself? Well, given the fact the two were talking to each other… that was a maybe.
So..
So?
Are we good?
”Hmmm… why? Do you wish to go another round, boy?”
No, I’d rather not. Though I wouldn’t have any trouble taking you down if I had to this time.
”Hah. Survival has made you arrogant, boy. But I suppose we are ‘good’ as you say. You’ve heeded my words.”
Well, that was one less thing to worry about. Having finished what he needed to do in the bathroom while he had been conversing with his Doll, Luke opened his closet and began getting dressed. Since moving into the apartment and accepting his new position at Xcution, Luke had come into some money. One of the first things he did was fill up his closet with more than just jeans and sweatpants. He needed appropriate work attire. Shizuka herself had practically dragged him to a Mens Warehouse and made him try on everything she liked. Various business casual attire, suits, and other well-fitting formal wear were on one side of his decently sized closet, while the other half had his usual comfort, workout, clothing.
Because of the plans he had made tonight, Luke decided to dress in something formal. A red collared shirt with a black vest. Alongside that, he put on some black dress pants with similarly colored dress shoes. ”Black, black, and some red. You certainly only like two colors.” Luke heard followed by some light chuckling. It fits my color palette. Everyone has a color they look good in. he replied back, grabbing a dress jacket to wear once outside. Giving himself one final lookover Luke was satisfied. He fit into the outfit perfectly. He was a handsome devil when given some good clothes. Tonight was one of those nights he needed to look his best. Smell his best as well. Cologne alongside his bodywash.
Locking his apartment up, Luke couldn’t help but smile to himself as he thought about how everything had played out when he woke up. Finding the stairwell for the apartment Luke headed upstairs and made his way to the door to the penthouse. As he approached he felt butterflies in his stomach that he had to force back down. Lifting his arm up he banged his fist, firmly but gently, on the door and waited. When the door opened, Luke couldn’t stop himself from being stunned for a moment.
”Wow. You look beautiful.”