#kxmiro

     His attention was sidetracked as he heard a few knocks on his door. Ravi woke up and then stood up, causing the shadow's head to thump against the floor. He groaned. Standing up from where he laid, he moved over to the door and opened it. When he recognized the face, he sighed as he pulled the pen out of his mouth. "It's late... What do you need?"

This time however, he didn’t want to continue on being a heartless ashshole and decided to at least give the other male a chance to take his head off. A sigh escaped Jongin’s lips upon Miro’s words. After all, was should he say in response to that? He suddenly felt tensed. His eyes were wandering over the place in attempt to distract himself. The piercing silence must have made it even more uncomfortable and awkward.That’s why Jongin finally spoke up. “Listen…” It was bothersome to even fake a smile. “..you must have noticed I’m not a very good psychologist, neither someone to pull out the best pieces of advise off my pocket…” Rubbing on his temples, he took a seat beside the other male, noticing the worry carving on Miro’s features. “…but you dont need to fight alone. My favourite katana might be a convincing argument in most of fights. My lack of patience, too.” The corners of his lips twitched in a brief smile as he rolled eyes playfully, slapping the back of the other’s head lightly. “…If you need me, just give me a call.”

Oh gosh. *ruffles up your hair*

Answered.

That's awful... Did someone managed to ruin your day already? (/Frowns.) And I'm doing alright, I suppose.

... [/walks away]

YOOO NOT MUCH, HOW 'BOUT Y-- ... [/licks the pie off before kicking your ass] 

Shhh, bro. SHHH.