moved

          with her other hand,  she slowly brings it up to touch his cheek,  a soft gesture,  quite possibly the softest she’d ever been around him.  a faint smile graces her already-paling lips,  not quite as bright as it used to be as she’s literally on the verge of dying.  a lump forms in her throat,  because to say it would be to admit that it could very well be the last words she’ll say before she dies.  if she had the luxury of living,  then maybe she would have prolonged this further,  but she feels herself slipping more and more. 

          although she desperately wants to hold it in,  to not say it until she’s entirely certain that he’ll never have to face danger with her,  she understands that there are some things she’ll just have to say before it’s too late.      “   i love you,  henry.   “      \      @goldhhearts​. 

the  not - so - casual  UP  &  DOWN  he  gives  her  can’t  be  missed ;  they’re  not  even  dating .  THEY’RE  NOT  EVEN  DATING  !!  so  why  is  he  so  pressed  ?   why  does  the  mere  thought  of  other  guys  looking  at  her  make  him  crazy  ?   why  does  she  make  him  crazier  ?   hyunji  has  always  had  a  way  with  him ,  whether  she  knows  it  or  not ,  which  is  the  most  frustrating  thing  of  all . &   leave  it  to  henry  to  let  the  object  of  his  sexual  frustration  live  under  the  same  roof  as  him .  

❝  well ,  i  wanna  say  that  it  doesn’t  bother  me  in  here .  but  out  there ...  ❞   nudges  his  head  in  the  direction  of  the  door .   ❝  there  are  guys  who  aren’t  as  nice  as  me .  ❞  but  now  he’ll  put  one  hand  on  her  waist  &  pull  her  closer .   ❝  but  something  tells  me  you  won’t  take  that  as  an  answer  …  ❞  

the  hand  on  her  waist  feels  warm  even  through  the  layer  of  her shirt.      she allows herself to be pulled closer to him,  like it’s the resolution to all the buildup in her system for weeks.  there are flashing lights in her mind,  telling her to  NOT  GO  THERE.  that henry is a colleague and someone nice enough to keep her hidden from her entire family.  but she feels the strange pull of gravity towards him,  like they’re opposite poles on a magnet waiting to collide. 

—–  RIGHT .  even  if  hyunji  is  actively  trying  to  distance  (  run  away  )  from  gaehwa ,  she’s  still  a  gaehwa  lady .  as  if  hyunji  would  EVER  listen  to  what  came  out  of  his  stupid  cretin  mouth.  but  despite  the  window  being  open  &  the  cool  fall  air  filtering  in ,  it  feels  INCREDIBLY  HOT  in  here .    ❝  will  you  take  my  jacket  at  least  ?   for  my  peace  of  mind .❞  

she  laughs,      a light an airy one,  almost like it could belong to a schoolgirl if they both didn’t know just how cruel her laughter can be at times.  with a small intake of breath,  hyunji dares to move closer,  bringing her index finger to brush a strand of hair away from his face.  hyunji indulges herself in moments like this,  where it feels  homely  and  sacred  despite the nature of her teasing.  the apartment is one of the very few places where she doesn’t feel disconnected and sought after.      “   do tell,  henry,  why does it bother you ?   we both know i’m no stranger to the cold.   “ 

          “   no,   “      lashes flutter as her grin widens.  is she being a tease ?  maybe so.      “   i appreciate your concern though,  henry.   “      \      @goldhhearts​.  continued from here.  

( sms . weirdo . sent )  That’s what I’m here for. I’m literally just bad advice mixed with motivational sentences.

starter call   :   @moons0uled​ .

[ text message to ;  bigger weirdo. ]  damn it...  forget i ever asked.  [ text message to ;  bigger weirdo. ]  do you even follow your own advice when you’re stuck in situations like that?