#nvfastum

             ▋❛Oh, do they now?❜ he looked up at the other, a glimpse of curiosity flashing on his face. He was rather amused by the situation, although he couldn’t lie about not seeing this coming. Raphael saw the way the nurses looked at him, the male and female ones alike. It was like if they wanted to eat him. Humans. They’re so amusing. ❛It might be your smile or your face in general. Or those cute reactions of yours when you’re mad at the whole world.❜

[text --> unknown] myself? I am terribly lonely and with no other company than my dogs..

                      Seolhee caught a glimpse of someone she sensed as being nearly as old as she was, sight focused on the sight she eyed with dark chocolate eyes. Perhaps they weren't looking towards her direction as they were parted by a wide distance, and it was unclear, even for herself. She led to her lips a coffee scented cup, caffeine warming up her throat. The lip stained cup was led back to the matching plate, and she stood, purse dangling on her shoulder. She wondered why the face was familiar, perhaps one of her many stops with Luke being dragged around behind her tall existence was the reason behind the nostalgia. She didn't dare to approach, instead she walked forward to the man's sight range, her grasping hands heating the iron she was leaning against, was hot as lava. Call it a gift, she had learned all the elemental tricks behind the Parisian environment she grew on, or either le tunnel sous la Manche where her youth was wasted, offering guidance to men, luring them into her embrace and showing them the views of the open sea over Cologne. That was what happened when she escaped London on a train two centuries back in the day, and, perhaps, from where she knew the said man. The iron kept heating, so much that she could twist it among her hands, smirking softly as she chose not to.

Raphael shows affection in the most obvious ways. He’s really into skinship, hugging, holding hands, caressing the other person’s hair, it isn’t something he considers to be romantic as he feels humans need those sort of things on a daily basis, not just from lovers. He might also show hints of affection by bringing you food if he thinks you’re hungry, coffee if you’re tired, he’ll probably go out of his way to find a blanket if you’re ever cold. To patients, he shows his affection by visiting them in the evening before resting time to talk to them, make sure they’re doing alright. He likes to hold the hands of those on their deathbeds and you could sometimes find him sleeping on the edge of a child’s bed, lulled to sleep by the lullaby he hummed himself.

[ ✉; unknown attch: x ] I’d look nice with a beard, right?

❝  i'm not sure as to how to stop you from being so terribly obsessive about me but if you're really that curious about my sexuality, why don't you just try me and see what happens? 。