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⌖ -- My muse's reaction to accidentally shooting your muse.

Holding a gun is different from looking at it from afar and think of what to do with it, honestly speaking, Joonmyeon never actually held a gun in his life putting an exception to those toy guns back in his own childhood but even with that being said, he can't exactly remember when he had fun with a toy or anything in particular without being scolded by his mentors, telling him that if he isn't focused enough to what he's doing, he can and never will be a great King. Realizing the fact that he has a gun in hand that he acquired after capturing someone who was on the loose, Joonmyeon couldn't help but to examine the object, only to pull the trigger without realizing that his finger was between the space provided--and now, he hopes that he wasn't that careless to actually hit someone.

Until his senses proved him wrong, once again. Hearing a purr is what happened next, snapping his head towards the said noise, he immediately catches a glimpse of a woman on the ground--the trail of blood quickly covers her pale complexion--that sweet, intoxicating smell of her blood is something that he will always be familiar with, Haru.

             "Shit, what the hell were you doing out here?!" Is what he says as soon as he reaches her figure, she's still alive, obviously and he's glad--slightly, that the shot wasn't enough to kill her because it bruised her arm yet he's still quite remorseful about it because they haven't met each other for a while and this is what happens when they do. Sometimes, he just couldn't think that he's safe to be around with, especially with what is happening with the council, the people around him and the people that he will meet in the future.

            "Come on, you little girl. I'm sorry, I should have been more careful. Let me take you to the hospital."

Banana - Your muse comes in on my muse, who’s crying, and asks them what’s wrong.

[text to: unknown] who are you

☤ - self care/first aid habits

I’m pretty sure it’s been since around— mid May? A little before maybe? I don’t remember, but it’s been a while since.

Rolling to the side, the white haired male expected to be in an empty bed to only realize that he is not alone. Instead his body bumped gently against another, someone much softer than himself. Cracking open an eyelid, grey-white orbs gazing at the sleeping visage of her. A soft smile curving onto his lips, scooting near enough till their noses almost touched. Though Kumori made it painfully obvious of his apparent dislike for being close or the act of touch there were certain people that were an exception.

                                     And she was one of them.  

Bumping his nose against her own, drowsiness still lurked in his eyes.  Deciding rather than wake her up, he would soak up this moment and catch a few more minutes of sleep. Lifting up one side of the blanket that had been covering the female, he sneaked underneath it. Finding himself cold from the morning air that brushed against his naked skin, only a thin pair of boxers covering him. Finding not much use for it and seeing as she probably would not mind whether he was clothed or not, digits tugged down the cloth before tossing it to side. Full accepting the warmth given to him by her. Curling up beside her, still unsure how far he could go with skinship. Figuring this was enough for both of them. 

However, a hand had reached out to grab her own in the small mess of the blanket and their bodies. Lacing their fingers together, bringing it to his face and a small sense of comfort was felt. rarely did he get the chance to sleep with someone, while knowing they would not hurt him. Pressing his lips against the top of her hands, a small mutter is heard, knowing that she would probably not be able to hear him. Fast asleep, with only a barely audible snores escaping scarcely parted lips.

I’ll give you oreos and milk when you finish my drabble. uvu

You know, I keep forgetting all about it, heh. I bought oreos. Want some?