#pcpermoon

           ❝ is it okay if i stay over, tonight ? after last night’s attempted break-in ..... -- i just don’t want to be there for a while... ❞ || && // @pcpermoon

                 it was silent. well passed midnight && the clock was moving slowly towards the two-three am morning glow. impeccable as always gabriel SEEMED ( with tailored suit && slicked back hair ). the ONLY thing that served as a distraction to COLD disposition was the dark color that managed to cling upon his skin ( right under his collar && dancing upon the lines of his palms ). it’s why when he ENTERS his house that he walks straight to the bathroom, to turn the faucet && let the water run ( yet he made no attempt to WASH the blood away from his hands ). instead he LOOKED at himself in the mirror - gaze empty yet lips turned into a SMILE ( he always was LAUGHING about something -- was it at the world ? the stupidity of men ? maybe both -- ).  he HEARS the bathroom door opening yet makes no ATTEMPT at turning to look WHO it was ( probably his latest conquest -- probably someone he allowed to SLEEP in his house without care ). ❝ it’s rude to just stand in the door way and WATCH people you know --.  ❞ and his gaze meets them in the REFLECTION of the mirror as he finally moves hands under the stream of water ( the scent of BLOOD filling nostrils && for a moment does he feel utterly content ).  ❝ it’ could lead to you getting ----- accidentally hurt. which would be such a shame -----. ❞  within voice laid a DISTANT threat but was cleverly masked by the way corner of lip rose but a BIT ( but nothing to sooth the tension that had begun to form in the air ).  // @pcpermoon

           ❝ why are you looking at me like that ? are you that surprised ? i was raised to eliminate the competition -- not that she was but i had to put her in place. you’re here with me after all. she can have you when this is over but for now ----- you’re mine. ❞ she HATES how childish she sounds ( but it’s worth it if it means being the winner ). dragging the other to a CHARITY BALL of all places wasn’t lilith’s idea of having a good time but at least she could show off her wealth, her designer clothes && jewelry. shallowness weaved into her bones like mother dearest. arms crossed across chest as was her habit, biting inside of her cheek as she PURPOSELY avoided looking at them ( how immature ! spoiled princess ! ). // && || @pcpermoon

             ❝ don’t move too much ----- i am trying to..... ❞ he doesn’t finish sentence as he looks over the canvas && towards the other who he coerced to be the subject of his art piece. where most days were spend FORGING expensive paintings, in his free time eli would PAINT whatever his heart desired ( sometimes to show the result to his students, sometimes for his own pleasure ). eyes squint into crescent moons ( eye smile his most FLATTERING feature ).  ❝  do you want to be captured on this canvas for centuries to come ? then stay still.❞ request FINALLY uttered, paint brush swayed in the air && droplets of paint ( bright colors ) were splattered around, some finding home upon his cheek, lap && ground but he doesn’t care. he never does.  // && || @pcpermoon

                HE’D TOLD HER HE’D BE EARLY. though as usual that PROMISE had long been broken. hours passed && soon enough it was as early as two am when he pushed the keys inside the lock ( and like a thief in the night entered his own home ). casper had INVITED her to come over, spend the night together, in peace ( but after calls && texts had to disappoint her again ). coat and shoes are removed as he passes through hall way and reaches the door of his bedroom. casper expects to see jimin asleep in his bed, it’s why he TENTATIVELY opens door && sneaks inside ( he doesn’t expect her to be sitting up in bed ; wide awake ).  expression upon face shifts into one of mild concern, feet bring him towards the edge of the bed, closer to her before he eventually leans over towards her ; searching for her hand. voice BARELY above a whisper as he tries to find any sort of DISAPPOINTMENT upon her face in the shadows of the night. ❝ baby ----- why are you still awake ? you should be asleep --.  ❞  // && | @pcpermoon

           brows are raised ( almost disappearing behind dark bangs ). with a tilt of her head does anna allow gaze to roam over their form before SETTLING upon their face. every word that left their lips about their new boo never once reaching her ears ( blocking it away she was ). the smile upon her face started to slowly lose it’s genuineness && the need to even listen to them was decreasing with the second. which is why she opts for a diversion --  fingers tap upon the table before she speaks up -- effectively CUTTING through their on-going speech. ❝ maybe we should order our food now ? i am really hungry..... ❞ which was VERY far from the truth but everything to have them stop talking about a topic she rather avoided. || && // @pcpermoon

               she’d NEVER been so nervous before ( what was a date ? she never went on dates ! just a quick fuck was her way of dealing with so called ‘potential lovers’ && that was it ! ). but here she was fiddling with the RIBBON that she used to tie her hair up ( a ribbon ! ) &&  soon after with the end of her dress. was it too short ? should she have worn stockings too ? why oh why did she ever accept taek’s proposal for a date ? her HEART skips a beat the moment she sees him walking through the doors of the small cafe. legs are crossed underneath the table, hands wriggling upon her lap as she TRIES to appear unfazed. she KNOWS she looks good ( but the nerves are practically killing her ). ❝  taek ! over here ! ❞ and as if the NERVES were never there does she wave towards the one guy who managed to keep her interest.   // && || @pcpermoon