#norah06

Naki sat alone waiting on the dance floor with his hands tentatively placed in his pockets. He had asked somebody here and she followed him, she was actually right next to him too but he still felt alone for some reason. A clawing feeling in his chest. An unfamiliar one. Naki was used to being rejected by others. He was a monster after all. For some reason though, he felt like if the person rejected him right now, it would reawaken that dull pain.

“Hey, I like to stroke your hair because it’s soft. I like your voice, just hearing you say one word makes me feel warm. I like your eyes, normally they look stern but when you’re being kind they soften. I like your fingers, they look soft but when you hold them they’re strong.” He straightened up, “I”m saying nice things, to butter you up! So there’s no way you’ll say no when I ask you to dance with me!”

@odeofnight​

The city was in peril, but more importantly Naki’s ‘friend’ had been late for their date. It was strange because he could still smell her off in the distance, but Naki could not simply follow the scent for he would have no explanation for how he found her. His foot tapped ever harder with impatience though, until he started to wear out the soles of his white shoe. Screw it. He ran.  

 He saw a flash of white, amidst a crowd of motion and knew it must be Norah. She looked to be falling backwards, as one of the men pushed her over. He stopped short, hesitating, would he reveal himself as a ghoul?.He bit down hard he threw himself forward suddenly into the crowd. He would just grab her and run rather than stay and fight. Her safety was most important.

He busted out of the crowd, clutching Norah in his arms bridal style. It almost looked cool, until his crying face was revealed, “Hey are you okay?  You aren’t standing me up right?”