#ryuhaitham

Once upon a time, Alhaitham needed nothing that could not be explained. Yet, at will, he would forfeit every answer he has ever sought for a kiss upon her shoulder. For the swelling in his chest when their breaths mingle. For the rush in his veins and the world of colours that emerge when she smiles at him. For the wildish feeling he cannot name, and does not wish to untangle. “Do this with me again. Next week.”

𝓡: “You were always three steps ahead of me when we walked this path as students.”

𝓐: “I remember. You talked the entire time.”

𝓡: “That's rude! I was only making conversation because it was fun seeing you try to hide the blush on your face.”

𝓐: “…I wasn’t blushing.”

𝓡: “You absolutely were!”

The Mummy (Ryuhaitham)

R: Look, I may not be an explorer or an adventurer or a treasure-seeker or a gun-fighter, Mr. Alhaitham, but I am proud of what I am!

A: And… what is that?

R: I… am a librarian! And I am going to kiss you…

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Her room was a portrait of his longing. Books left askew. Pages crumpled in haste. Clothes forgotten in his rush to reach her. At long last, the scribe had no need for ink or quill. For in the warmth of her hands, he was reconciled with something words could never capture.

💬¹ 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗧𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗠𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲

Spotted: Miss Ryu ringing in another year of glamour at her birthday bash, but the best gift didn't arrive until fashionably late. Golden Boy finally showed up at her party looking a little flushed (liquid courage, perhaps?), only to drag her into a private room with a small wrapped box. Didn't think he'd make it, R? You should know by now that it isn't a real party until somebody crashes it. Some may say this was orchestrated by yours truly. Consider this a birthday present for keeping the Upper East Side from dying of boredom. ‎‎ ‎ xoxo, GOSSIP GIRL.

“I have been here for twelve years now. This life isn’t the one I planned but it’s mine, and I’m happy, and my heart overflows with gratitude for everything that has shaped me so thoroughly into who I am.”