#solo02

She does not walk in the dreams of others, in that tenuous space where the Void as a place crosses into the unconscious mind. It is at once peaceful and troubling.

Despite the drag of endless seas and emptiness, despite the times she thought she would go mad, there was something in walking the Void that made her feel stronger than ever. That power dragged from the place of the Outsider’s birth had only fed that feeling. But now, here... she is all but mortal again.

She cannot reach out to touch the minds of others, now. She doesn’t need that to make contact anymore, not back in the physical plane. But she cannot touch those she would like to, here.

When she lays in bed, as she does now--the room dark and quiet, cool--she tries to reach out. To bridge an impossible gap, to brush her fingers against a dreaming mind. There is only one dreaming mind that she cares to see right now. No avail, no warm feeling of connection.

The Void was achingly lonely. But is it any different here?

She turns to her side, puts a hand on the bed next to her. Like laying her hand over the heart of a lover. She tries to paint a picture in her mind, how she would look in the dark of the room; peaceful, sleeping deeply, chest rising and falling. And her hair, spilling dark across the pillows and over her shoulders... tickling Delilah’s jaw when she wakes in the morning.

Waiting for something has never been his forte. Impatience runs deep in his blood, a heritage passed down upon him by his father’s side of the family. What Kyungsoo wants, Kyungsoo gets right away. Thus tardiness is not something that he can tolerate on daily basis, much like students babbling to themselves instead of paying attention in class.

Yet somehow, he finds himself making an exception for several people lately, and that includes that dumb oaf from Gryffindor that is Park Chanyeol.

it was January in Seattle, Annette was having trouble passing her exams, she knew this stuff but the stress was getting to her. She wanted to make her parents proud and make herself proud. She had been listening to music and studying when she felt her headphones being pulled from her ears. She gazed up to see James, a smile forming on her lips.

He leaned down to place a kiss to her full lips ‘studying hard again, come on Annette, you are going to study yourself to death, get dressed, we are going out’ his voice always seemed to fill her heart with love, she had returned his kiss before biting down on her bottom lip “Alright but just for a few hours, I guess I could use a break” she admitted letting out a breath, she turned her music off and put her things away, she walked towards her closet and as she did so she felt a soft smack to her ass causing her to jump a little, her head turned a little to looked at James and he tried to look innocent, a shrug came from him ‘what? I’m just standing here’ she smiled walking over and wrapped her arms around his neck, her petite frame pressing up against his own, she captured his lips in a soft kiss “you are a terrible liar” she admitted against his lips. She smiled and pulled away to go and get dressed.

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She had slipped on a black skater skirt with a white lace crop top and her white cardigan, her hair was curled and flowing, one single small braid at the right side of her hair, they were outside now. Annette walked over and slipped onto the back of his motorcycle, arms wrapping around his waist, her lips pressed against the back of his shoulder as he drove off. Her hair was blowing in the wind, Annette wouldn’t ever get on a motorcycle without a helmet but James always made her feel a bit dangerous.

Most of the lights were green but they soon caught a red light and once they were stopped, Annette moved beneath his arm as she turned her body so now she was sitting on the motorcycle facing him, her hands rested at either side of his neck “where are we going?” she questioned and all James did was chuckle ‘it’s a surprise’. Annette playfully rolled her eyes before leaning her lips in to kiss him, her arms wrapped around his neck, her kiss was soft and slow at first before it became a bit heated, her chest pressed against his, her breathing became heavy, a soft smile formed on his lips when she felt his strong hand slip up the side of her thigh and beneath her skirt, she bit down on his bottom lip tugging back on it. Her lips dropped down to place kisses along his neck, she could feel his breath hitch ‘you keep doing that, we aren’t going to get far very quick Nettie’, her tongue traced slowly up along his neck and she placed a kiss on his cheek smiling before resting her head against his shoulder “alright, I’ll be good”

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The rest of the drive was quiet and went by quickly and when the were off his motorcycle, she felt his strong hands covering her eyes to lead her somewhere, she touched his hands with a soft laugh “If I trip and fall, I am totally going to kick your butt” she admitted and that got a chuckle from James. Soon they came to a stop and James uncovered her eyes, in front of her, was a broken down home.