Seth Rollins Hair の小説・ストーリー

I could not even imagine the amount of pain that Harry would have gotten. “You don’t raise your voice at me, Harrieta. You know that, right?” Seth’s green eyes burnt with a maddening look as he grabbed Harry by his hair and threw his head back. He had gone from playful to furious within one second. Harry shivered on the ground on his knees, his face red. “Sorry.” Seth scoffed, his eyes now found mine. A dreadful chill spread through me immediately. I could barely think anything because the look in his eyes, I had never seen anyone else have such stare ever before.

Since we entered this place, he had tried to claw his way out twice. “What’s with the mood?” Seth chuckled, stepping out onto the balcony and leaning on the railings. “Not so fond of Seve?” Cursing, I tossed back my whiskey, grabbed the bottle from the floor, and refilled my glass. “You were watching.” “Of course I was,” Seth said, snatching the bottle from me and filling his glass. Wearing all-black attire with gold embroidery, Seth’s stature resembled that of a king. Noticing his tights, I smiled to myself. At least I am not alone in this ridiculous clothing.

Alexis sobs as her fingers go through his hair watching him. He hugs around her waist putting his face on it as he feels the bump and talks to it. I'm a fucking mess and Seth sobs in my shoulder. Steven hasn't come back but I know he is probably breaking shit in the gym. I feel him I want to break shit myself.

said Seth grinning at me but then something behind my back caught his attention and his grin widened " do your worst " ' Do your worst ?' what ? what does he meant by doing my worst ? Evidently I turn real dumb when I have alcohol in my system . I parted my lips to ask Seth what he meant by this but he was already walking away and behind him was a familiar figure - who was. , ah chocolate brown eyes , dark brown hair - wasn't that Conan ? And if he was here , then- The small hair on the very back of my neck prickled and stood up straight even before , his arms wrapped around my waist as he tugged my body against his .

“I’m going to try.” As he strutted away from me, I barely managed to stop myself from grabbing him and punching him in the face. I watched as he stopped at her side. Please don’t get it on with my friend, please, please, please! He had his game face on as he put his arm around her shoulder, smirking at her cockily. I could see his mouth moving, but I couldn’t hear what he was saying. After he finished talking she said something in return, which made him lift his arm from her shoulder and hold up his hands innocently. He backed away a step and shook his head, saying something else. My whole body relaxed. A frown resided on Seth’s face as he stalked back over to me. “She’s a lesbian,” he state

He said more loudly this time and the whole class attention was now on them watching the mini drama they are creating already. "I won't give you back until you shake me, what's so hard about shaking someone" she said stubbornly. Seth breathed in and out before snatching the headphone from her, she lost her balance in the process and fell down, hurting her arm. But Seth didn't care, he took his books and walked out of the class without turning back. *That serves her right* *Seth is too cold, gosh* *That's what she get for trying to talk to our seth*

"Come here." Josephine paused. She was just about to push herself up from the ground when he said, "Crawl to me." Her pupils shrank, and she looked at him in disbelief. Seth tilted his head slightly, his wavy hair cascading down all over his face. With a crown on his head, a smile on his lips, and that white suit adorning his figure, he resembled a prince brought to life from an oil painting. His angelic face that concealed the darkest and most violent demons underneath was, undoubtedly, the most truthful embodiment of the fact that looks were deceiving.

I jerked a bit in horror and look back down at my thigh. I can't pick Seth, he has dark chocolate hair that streaked at his temple, darker eyebrows and dark brown eyes that always follows with a sharp sultry gaze followed with an intimidating glare if he's upset or bored and his lips...... 'What the hell? Why am I thinking about this' my thoughts bounced back and forth in my head. "Why are you blushing? " Erwin raises his voice I looked back at him startled, he looks back at Seth and me. "Oh I see..." he smirks. "You're going to pick Seth because you like him, you're even red for him.." Erwin tease, why can't he just be normal.

Then something slams against the door. Seth pauses. “…Is that—” The doorknob rattles. “HE’S BACK? ALEX? ALEX, OPEN THIS DOOR… I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE…” Seth’s face drops into the pillow. “Oh God.” Before either of us can say anything, the door swings open like Jordan kicked it. “DUDE… HOLY SHIT… YOU’RE BACK…” He spills into the room wearing a mismatched outfit, hair sticking up in five different directions like he didn’t bother with a mirror. He stops dead when he sees the bed. When he sees me in it and when he sees Seth half on top of me.

"Beth, you'll want to braid your hair or it'll be a rat's nest when you arrive." The young blonde quickly braided her hair, tied it with a thin leather strap, and put on the necklace Seth handed her. He dropped to all fours and she climbed up awkwardly onto his back. "I'll be back soon," Seth said, then leapt into to the air, flapped his wings and was gone.