Day 6: Flutter
(not proof read)
Jean hated crowds. People were so touchy and just couldn’t keep their hands to themselves. He hated them even more when people crowed around performers, creating an impenetrable wall that wouldn’t budge for anyone. Entranced in their fascination that they become selfish and unreasonable, blocking roads and doors for others, shouting and clapping and being so god damn loud when anything happened.
He stood off to the side, leaning against the wall with crossed arms watching from afar at the top of the stairs leading down into the square where a bunch of elves were putting on a performance. He had to admit, they were pretty good. Bending water into long, thin tendrils that teased the crowd with playful touches; small globes of water that reflected the light and jiggled in their open palms; juggling smaller orbs with such precision and skill that even the most stubborn of people couldn’t help but watch in awe at the display of technique and perfection.
There was one elf in particular that caught Jean’s eye. They weren’t as good as the other three, and made more mistakes, but the way they played with and entertained the chiildren made Jean watch them a little more closely. Their wide, cheerful cheeky grin as they let the children mess with globes of solid water, even starting games of catch and tag among the happy, giggling children. It made Jean’s heart soften a little, seeing the kids having fun and enjoying the water bending.
Jean looked up from the kids and he locked eyes with bright vermillion. Startled at the sudden eye contact from getting caught staring, Jean jumped and automatically curled his lips down in displeasure. The elf didn’t even seem phased, instead, directed one of those blinding smiles Jean, amused. Jean felt his heart flutter and, in a moment of horror, he realised that his interest in the elf was more than just because they were playing with children.
With a humph, Jean glared at the elf before spinning on his heel and left the square. He just hoped that he was quick enough to avoid the elf from seeing the pink on his face, but judging by the way that smile grew a fraction wider, Jean doubted he was safe.
𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩, 𝘕𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘈𝘮𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴.
𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘓𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘐𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘡𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘩 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘔𝘢'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬.
𝘕𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴. "𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮," 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 "𝘛𝘪𝘢 𝘈𝘯𝘢."
"𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭," 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥.
"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴," 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘥. "𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵."
thank you to the amazing @holyshit for tagging me in this challenge <3
these are 9 photos in my camera roll that represent me!
alrighty i’m going to tag @cowboylarries @nouisgf @lanwangiji @tomthenetherlands @heyangels @sunsmile-lou @fivescrews only if you want to and haven’t already!!
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