#hijackable

“ i think us crown heirs need our security details NOW more than ever ... “ he commented humorously, closing his phone screen. “ what’s YOUR first move ? “

throat clears before lips spread and he leans in and gives her a one armed, very slightly awkward hug, and a kiss to her cheek. ❛   hello. everything looks very nice. did you receive my christmas gift ?  ❜   /  @hshmimi​

“hey, can i get a hand over here?” there had been a moment when he realized he’d fucked up, climbing up the stupid rock and begging for attention - that moment had been when the ground had started to shake, the giant rock getting detached from it’s perch had sent him flying, far away from the rest of the group. when he’d come to, he knew time had passed because it was darker and his head hurt like a bitch. he knew what a probable major concussion felt like - he’d had a few. he looks up at the person, acting completely calm for once in his life, even as he knew his shoulder was dislocated, “if you could, like, stick your hand right here, on my chest? i’ll just - i promise you don’t have to do anything, i’ve just got to pop this back into place real quick, it’ll be easy.” he’d done it before - albeit he was so drunk he couldn’t feel his shoulder, then.

“oh no,” selene says, the second the ground starts to shake. she’s sat through plenty of small earthquakes, but all of them in the comfort of her home in nicosia. “we should - katye! we - move away from the trees - it’s - the old limbs will fall, quickly,” selene reaches for her hand, dragging her to the side just as a few limbs come down right where she was standing. she knows her hands are shaking, but she’s not sure how she manages to steady her voice, “come on, it’s - it’ll be safer this way, until the aftershocks pass.” 

he kind of felt like he’d gotten thrown to the wolves - apparently he was approachable, compared to the others who’d set up at the first aid station. “what happened to you?” he asks, his voice a little astonished, “i can - i’m sure we can fix that. it’s - it’s only a bit of blood, right?” 

Does anyone   desire to see Collabs arise   from them and me? If in someone   this lust instills To hijack me   run to the hills.