then i saw your face
@ihkihyun
[february 13th, 2012]
It’s been a bad day.
The morning started with a broken plate, little slivers of glass cutting thin lines against his fingertips as he cleans up while on the phone with his mother. She’s crying about his dad getting snapped by the paparazzi again, with a costar this time, and he tears up too - for her and for himself. It’s unlike him to be so clumsy, his hands were normally so steady and sure. That leads to some almost trips, startling, but more or less harmless even when he refuses to double knot his laces out of pure stubbornness. That is, until he drops the bundle of sketchbooks tucked under an arm as he walks out of cafe after a meeting. It takes ten minutes of paper chasing for him to give in.
So yeah, it’s been a no good, very bad day for Uui.
There are ten different pastries set up on the table in front of him, a variety of miniature cakes, tarts, and pies. Four different drinks, hot and cold, a rich mocha, one very strong espresso, a glass of milk, and one strawberry smoothie. He looks only a little ridiculous in the corner all alone in his oversized grey hoodie and messy white blonde hair, slowly chewing on cake as he used the end of his sleeve to wipe over big tears before they could drip down.
He’d never disliked a Monday as much as today, but at least there was cake.
