starters for @munoire
the clock continues ticking and gradually the bookstore is getting busier than ever. people from different backgrounds stepped inside while ben continues scanning the place, not wasting his time on search for any spark of inspiration. he always does this from time to time, collecting whatever he can just by simple observation. his hands shoved into the tight pockets of his dark taper jeans, only dressed casually for the day. a range of titles on display, he thinks for a moment while seeking for that connection that he always use for new and exciting concept. after a while—he glances back and forth between the young couple and the kids laughing in the comic corner. keeping his thoughts to himself, his finger move and slide the black frame up his nose bridge. but then his attention is suddenly grabbed at the sight of 5 feet girl with raven hair. he catches the way she tip-toed, trying to reach the top bookshelf but fail miserably. almost at the right time, he sees the way her legs giveaway and in a matter of seconds, he whisks her small body in his embrace, protecting her from the falling books. the silence in the air is broken the moment echoes of the books crashes on wood reverberate around the shop. shifting from his position with his arms still settling on her sides, he's more concern of her condition. pulling his head back enough to stare at her, his deep voice flowing with tone drenched in worry. " are you okay..? " he tips his head over to the side, focusing on the look of her face. “ hey.. are you okay.. “ repeating his question once again, he’s not going anywhere until she answer his question.










