#devilmcnt

      dowoon might’ve been oblivious to some things but the way she fiddled with the cloth across from him didn’t go unnoticed. it was awkward for the both of them then, but perhaps as long as their friend didn’t notice, that was alright? this little outing hadn’t been his plan to begin with, only feeling the need to tag along because he hadn’t seen them for quite some time and food was always a good choice. next time, however, he’ll be sure to ask who will be attending instead of blindly accepting. a thoughtful him tickled his throat at the story that only half-stuck and he nodded in acknowledgement, thoughts still turning in his head in the hopes that he’d come up with an excuse to leave the table early. ah, ellie, that was her name. so maybe their friend had mentioned ‘eloise’ and he thought nothing more on it at that point. ❝ that’s pretty cool. i’ve heard it’s always a tossup when keeping friends from college so i guess you two are a bit of a success story. any reason for the name change? ❞ dowoon shuffled in his seat a bit, now forced to sit on his hands in fear of doing anything stupid.

after four hours, the airport lounge (as drab and dated as it was) had almost entirely cleared out. the staff had told them an hour ago that they’d be getting them on another flight, but they hadn’t seen anyone for the last thirty minutes. considering how she’d ranted and raved when they’d first told her that the flight was cancelled, she supposed she couldn’t be surprised. getting home in time for her pageant was already impossible, she’d accepted that, but she couldn’t believe how long they’d been stranded with no update. at the very least, the conversation between her and the stranger she was stuck with for company had taken a turn away from antagonistic and towards something... else. “don’t play coy, you know you’re attractive. it’s just unfortunate that you’re so annoying, or this would feel more like a romcom.” she teased, looking away only to realise her drink was empty. "at what point do you think they’re gonna cut us off for these complementary drinks?”

❝    i've    never    seen    you    here    before   ,    are    you    picking    up    one    of    the    little    one's    ?    ❞

ice out the emotions. that’s how minjae had always coped, as if he was a robot with an on-and-off switch. dealing with things logically, mechanically, kept him safe. and breaking up with molly had been meant to keep her safe. eyes narrowing a minute fraction, he had to control his reaction to her display and announcement. there’s a heavy rattling in his chest, an are you okay? sitting on his tongue. the concern he allowed himself to express outwardly was more subdued, gaze flitting all across her form as if he could x-ray her just be looking and confirm that she was alright save for the discoloring that was blooming on her knee. had they found her anyway? terror momentarily seized him. no, if they had, she wouldn’t be standing in front of him, and that in it of itself is now something he considered a relief. she must’ve been in the wrong place at the wrong time, came face-to-face with elixir lackies. his people, by extension. “and what does that have to do with me?” he had to play dumb, on the chance that he was wrong. “i wasn’t there, and we’re not in a relationship anymore for you to ask me to kiss it all better for you.” though he wanted to. if only holding her close was a better way of protecting her than pushing her away. 

she didn’t want to upset him, clara had never been the kind of person who intentionally caused pain. she felt guilty for what she’d done and all she wanted was for that feeling to go away.   “   i can’t take back that decision, even if you stopped me from following through with it, but i can tell you that i’m sorry and i wouldn’t ever want to hurt you.   ”   clara nodded at his words, tongue peeking out to sweep across her lips. the male companion she’d initially come up the stairs with pushed from her mind, her sole focus on tiernan.   “   okay, then that settles it. we can be exclusive. all you had to do was ask me and i would’ve said yes,   ”   she told him, a cautious hand reaching out to take hold of his own.   “   can you forgive me   ?   we can just get out of here right now, go someplace else. we can talk, or we can do whatever else you wanna do. how’s that sound   ?   ”

“  yeah ,  i’m  not  really  the  do  things  out  of  the  goodness  of  my  heart  kind of  guy .  ”

           “i don't feel so good, don't feel justified...” the desperation quite evident in her voice. “come on, put a little love here in my void.” 

“are you in love like we were? if I were you, I'd probably keep her. makes me wanna hit her when I see her 'cause she’s so hot in your vintage t-shirt.”