jongin

— susurrus ↬ kji + nhr

( she chooses to raise a single brow as a subtle reaction to his question, his everlasting concern and innocence so endearing that she can’t help a smile from creeping up to the surface, effectively ruining the discontented air surrounding her. ) i think i’ll do for now, but thank you for the suggestion. i’ll keep that in the back of my mind. ( her eyes skip down once more to the envelopes before giving curt nod, reaching out for an unopened one. a duty is afterall a duty! but her attention wavers for a moment as she hears a giggle from a pair of girls seated in a corner, only picking up a few distinctive words. right, yule ball. ) yule ball is coming up..

{--* he can’t quite read the raise of her brow, aware that it alludes some kind of response even though he doesn’t understand what it’s supposed to mean. He’s still certain that the painkillers would work to alleviate her headache -- these Muggle pills are truly fascinating! -- but he understands that she doesn’t want them. Not everyone likes Muggle technology after all. Another small smile spanning across his lips, he gazes down at all the letters, attention caught by the movement of her hand, only looking up at her when she pauses, completely oblivious to the other girls’ conversation} Yule ball? Yes, it is. I wonder whether they’ll have another ice sculpture this year.

— susurrus ↬ kji + nhr

( the heavy sigh that nearly empties her lungs from air is another sign of ennui. after so many years of always reading the same words ‘we are okay, everything is okay…’ it was almost unnecessary to even make the effort of retrieving the letters every week from the owlery. she leans her head further back when she feels a tap, recognizing the voice before the upside-down image she sees. ) jongin, what a pleasant surprise! i need you to dampen the inevitable headache i’ll get from these letters. and by dampen i mean completely distract me, because this is completely hopeless. ( she quickly patted the space beside her on the couch. )

{--* Jongin can feel the female’s sigh ripple through his bones, and only half a second later does his hand come into contact with her being, pushing courtesy aside with a tap of his finger, demanding Haeryung’s attention. The way that she meets his gaze is not how he expects, but his eyes are on hers, focused} Oh...? Do you want me to get you some Muggle painkillers? They work really well -- it’s almost like magic. {--* he gives a convincing nod, silently accepting the invitation as he seats himself next to her, gaze then slowly travelling lower to the letters} From your parents again?