Send me ┼ for my muse's reaction to walking in on your muse 2. Covered in blood syndicatedsinner

"Who’s there?" & syndicatedsinner. 

When she hears his question, there’s a tiny grin etched along lips. The destination of where they were currently was awfully quiet, he didn’t have a clear idea of who it was. Naeun didn’t leave anything behind and she’s there, close by. The distance might seem far. A couple steps away but she isn’t disappearing so suddenly. There’s unfinished business between the pair that never seems to fade away, he’s clutching onto her as if there’s a tiny string connecting the both of them hence is why they always managed to find one another somehow.

Who’s there? Who else could it be? That’s the question that wanted to slide out of her lips but it never did.

Instead, she’s walking silently trying not to create any noise in the process. Soft creaking noises were resting underneath her feet, tongue swiping along her lips when her thumb glides along the soft spot. The building was completely abandoned, she was informed that there was a pair roaming around the area seeking trouble hence is why she arrived before any police did. Always late, typical disappointment.

Her palm was resting along the color of beige that painted the wall, someone’s blood coating her skin and she smears it along the surface carelessly with her knuckles tapping afterwards. Trying to draw him in closer but not too quickly it’s a subtle hint for now, because she’s preparing herself to sneak her way to his backside to grab him unexpectedly.

Naeun understands what the older male is capable of, through moments of silence she was simply observing with her pair of eyes with a keen perspective.

“Have you forgotten me so suddenly?”

Of course he hasn’t.

[ MSG → Handsome Henchman ] You're more of a savage

{ &; her behind was placed onto the floor, boxes and wrapping paper were scattered messily across the wooden patterned floor as she continues to finish wrapping the rest of her presents for a tiny handful of people. arms extending out to the device across the table in order to scoop it up and into her hands. laying down in defeat as she continues to read, eyes closing momentarily with a tiny sigh falling out of her lips. }

❝He’s out to kill me soon, I swear.❞

➤syndicatedsinner.

"if you don't shut up, i will personally stab you in the eye with a spork."

{ &; and maybe creating conversation with hyun during this time of moment of where he needed a moment of silence for what he’s going to encounter during his time away and out of town. did sungkyung care? of course. right now, she’s constantly rambling on and on, complaints and informing him about what happened when she was continuing on with christmas shopping. so when his palms slam against the surface of the polished desk, her body stiffens up and when he spits out a threat to her direction. her expression falls flat with no amusement hanging across her features, mirroring his exact movements since they were sitting across from one another. no words fell out of sungkyung’s lips, it takes her a good ten seconds to finally think of it. pausing, breathing through her nose and her chest rises and then she speaks sternly. serious and dead to the tone but she’s trying her hardest not to laugh or break into a grin in front of hyun when saying it. }

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