im sorry

@manslaughtcr continued from here

     “So, you like it hard, huh?” Smile unperturbed; equally as playful as it was sardonic. The woman towers over Killian, placing her boot onto his chest from where he sat. Eyes lit with interest; she’s watching him, just as she always does.

      “If so – seems like we at least share something in common.” And she’s stepping onto him, full weight and all, and pressing her other foot onto his cheek, pinning him where he was. She’s grinning, now. “Looks like I found a masochiiiist.”

      His eyes traveled down her body, landing on the boot on his chest. He could feel the adrenaline rushing through him; a feeling he had missed dearly seeing as he’d had absolutely no action in his life as of recently.

          Once she put her full weight onto his chest he immediately struggled to breathe. Could he fight her off? In all honestly, probably not; she was clearly stronger than he was. He brought a hand up, gripping her calf. He loved the utterly destructive smile on her face as she completely cut off his airway and mobility.

O H C U T E ?

          Shock, complete shock was all he felt as her fist collided with his face. He fell to the ground pain washing over him; he could feel the blood rushing from his nose already. He looks up at her from the ground, wiping the blood from his nose.

HJFGJHG I LVOE KILLIAN AND ARA

   Excuse his scrambling so he can at least sit upright, hurt etched across his features. Who was he…?  ❝   H-Hey! Don’t joke like that…!   ❞  Cue the petulant huff. ( But what if he really HAD forgotten him? )

see he said that to ara but then he cried right after JKDFKJGDHKJHDG

~* ♡ @manslaughtcr

   ❝   KILLIBEAN!~   ❞  An absolutely ECSTATIC exclamation and he leapt forward, bolting toward Killian at full speed before…

                                           … falling flat on his face. Welcome back, Nikki.

    “–It’s what I do best. Anyway, you can’t get money unless you work for it.”