#ofdeus

           HE ACHED TO INHALE THE FOG. Let it consume him like the vast emptiness that rose above Han river, claiming all and nothing, just.. space. Perhaps then could he feel something, filled somehow where so much lay empty, rested almost. Kit gazed through the lens of his camera one more time, absorbing another flicker of the fumigated emptiness he could relate to any day. Though, before he could put his focus on anything else, the shadow of another reached him nearby, a woman just as captivated by the sights near an edge to the cement ground railed for protection, someone he’d never seen before and, as unfortunate for himself as it was, he’d been to this spot quite a lot. Kit ever so slowly begins to drop the camera halting half of his sight, glancing from her winded hair — her coat, to the fog still mercilessly overtaking an entirety of the river, not to mention the suspended bridge usually so wrought with lights, passing cars now a blurred ball of light in this early morning.

          KIT WASN’T SURE WHY HE FELT THIS NEED. To approach and ask what was so uncommon for the foreigner as most of his pictures rarely had anybody in them, landscapes were his fortè and those that did appear were quite a ways away from focus, requiring no necessary question that pushes him off the railing and slowly her way. Should he even be bothering her? She seemed so taken with the sights, why would she possibly — “Miss..?” He catches himself off-guard, looking slightly sheepish and all the more nervous to some extent. Not the best way to start this. Kit grips his the camera hanging around his shoulders, a timid motion that supports the question rising above the wind.

                                        origin — @ofdeus [ status : accepting ]

“I THINK YOU ARE..”

          PERHAPS HE WAS A LITTLE SHY. Perhaps, he was greatly shy. Uncommon as those words may have been, Kit knew there was a response expectant of him no matter the severity of b sealed into the foreigner’s maintained reservation. If he were to be thoroughly honest – further crimson would take up his already reddened demise considering just who was complimenting the male in such a way.

                                           origin — @ofdeus [ status : accepting ]

DRINKING STARTERS.

          KIT COULD ONLY STARE AT HER FOR THE MOMENT. Amusement slowly begins to creep onto the wolf’s face as he was so taken aback by the ridiculous inquiry, from Mary nonetheless. Kit’s head drops in brief defeat, glancing from the girl to the bottle of Soju on the table across and he sighs, pulling forward an empty shot glass and the bottle near finished — soon to be replaced a full one — how different, in the best ways, did she become with some alcohol removing all those serious takes from the girl he was still getting to know. Though, due to an evening of videogames, the wolf was more than relaxed around the other since they could enjoy their time with something so many would categorize as ‘childish’. Then, a child he was. “You know what –” He begins, filling the shot glass that’s soon being handed to Mary as a hefty grin began taking up Kit’s foreign features.

         “– just for that question, you get another take. Clearly you’re not drunk enough.”

                                            origin — @ofdeus [ status : accepting ]

DRINKING STARTERS.

         “He’s still in the shower.. I swear,          first and last time I allow some drunk to           cry their way into crashing on my sofa.”

          THUMB AND INDEX FINGER GLIDE OVER THE BRIDGE OF HIS NOSE, all the while Naeun attempts to sift through ideas that could help the wolf remove this nuisance from his wake. Even going as far as a weird one, “Ask him this! How do I tell my parents I’m a mermaid? He won’t know what to do and out the door he goes.” Kit wasn’t the type to not help when he surely could and with the pairs trip to the bar the night before, a situation arose where he couldn’t exactly refuse, but he’s still managing quite the laugh when hearing her suggestion. The drunk had spent most of the evening whining about other people they’d danced with and Google searches that left them heartbroken. He’d assumed they were just another B-Boy since so many had appeared as of late but when the time came to go home - Kit completely sober - the others words turned to the guilty humanity remaining so etched within the wolf. Here he was, apologizing to Neun for the umpteenth time that morning, after all, it was supposed to be an outing for them, not the straggler he’d allowed to tag along.

        “I think he’s still drunk.”

       KIT MUMBLES INTO AN EXASPERATED HAND, glancing towards the bathroom from the pairs place on the sofa, where an echoing shower got his attention. For a bit, that’s all he heard until a voice— their voice struck a dramatic note and the wolf inched back a bit, unsure if he really was listening to this. Looking at his friend between half a grin that bellows into quite the sigh.

Rainy Day Sentence Starters

Status: Accepting

@ofdeus​ ♥’ed for a starter 

                                           origin — @ofdeus [ status : accepting ]

THINGS THAT ARE HARD TO HEAR.

          NO, HE WASN’T. Kit was far too concerned with all the other voices clamoring onto one another within his head, feeling whatever could be formed at a closed throat, simply vanish from existence. If only he hadn’t caught a glimpse of that picture, framed delight staring at him directly the moment she’d opened her door. Feelings.. always so damn fickle. What could he say? What could he possibly do at this moment to justify the opposing action? Telling her the truth might just help. Yet, even that option didn’t lounge in appeal very long; despite how easily he could turn away from her, taking steps forward remained a difficulty gnawing at his tightening gut.

          “Naeun..” 

                                       origin — @ofdeus [ status : accepting ]

A MASTERLIST OF PROMPTS AND SENTENCE STARTERS.

❅ / Our muses have a snowball fight.

          HE WASN’T EXACTLY SURE WHAT SLAMMED ONTO HIS KNEE. All he was focused on was the text message that had just been received, until the hit pulled him out of the daze. Kit set’s the cellphone back into his pocket, giving one look down to see cotton snow blotched to his black dress pants and onto Oxford shoes. Of course, there had to be a culprit to this sudden debacle, there were many surrounding him in the park, though there was only one girl that stood frozen, the only person he’d gone there to begin with. Naeun. Guilt reigned all over ice kissed cheeks and her expression.. oh, this would be fun.

                   “Kit! I.. I am so sorry! I was aiming for someone els—”

          WHITE FLAKES RAMMED INTO HER CHEST WORDLESSLY. Oh yes, he’d have his revenge, every bit of his attack was worth the look of utter surprise she couldn’t shake off around him. He wasn’t about to yell at her for something so innocent, if anything, it pulled out the child within his serious expression as he lowered the arm that’d thrown its own snow ball. Kit was positively proud of his actions, he’d gotten her right where it was harder to ignore and when she started to laugh, he also felt himself chuckling before she’s leaning down just to throw him another one, this time missing due to his agile movements, that soon had him shrugging off his coat and pulling up the sleeves of his shirt.