#wheresheaven

[ Q ] WE HEAR YOU HAVEN’T BEEN TOO WELL LATELY, HOW ARE YOU?

     She doesn’t believe him; she never does. He can tell by the tone of her voice.  It makes him wonder why he bothers confiding in her in the first place. Why does he constantly go back to her? He never can find the answers within himself, no matter how far he digs through blood and sinew. There’s just something about her that draws him in, keeps him curious and leaves him wanting more in every sense of the word.     His blood quickly begins to boil in his veins, anger bubbling up inside him. He finds himself no longer able to look at her, and so instead turns to the window behind him and slams a gloved hand against the frame, hard enough for small pieces to crumble and scatter themselves against the wooden floorboards below them. The magician sighs, long, and deep, his gaze lowering to the dimly lit street they stand above. “If I am seeing things again, then tell me Eve, why is Scarlett afraid too?” he asks lowly. “If @scarlux produces the illusion she can make it stop, if she produces the illusion, it’s not powerful enough to physically harm us, if she produces the illusion then why would she be scared?” He asks question after question, because doesn’t she know? His sister is the only family he has left alive that he cares for, and if she says it’s not her doing, he’ll believe her until the bitter end.       Exhaling a shaky sigh, Seunghyun turns back to face her once more, a look of desperation in his face as he reaches out and places his palm atop her shoulder. “Just look at her-- you think she did that herself?” he asks, gesturing to his sister laid out unconscious in the bed behind them. “They’re here Selene--” for a moment he slips up, leaves himself fumbling over his words. “... please, I need your help.”

               ‘ oh, i’m sorry! ‘ the desperate breath relinquished rosy lips,  gaze  gentle    &&    blemished with concern. it is not everyday one can see jungho being clumsy, long and yet lithe limbs warranting that no mistakes will be made. however, he found himself succouring the female, broad hands collecting fallen books.  ‘ are you okay? ‘