#woobinxx

Toning up? I dont think so. Youre already a wonderful size, people are different sizes and still beautiful.

The news of a trip to Finland had brought boundless possibilities of untold mystery and festivity. The last time she'd been in a country filled with snow almost all season long had been her home country and the tigress couldn't stop the excitement from building within her. Students lined up to slip into the portal to the magical snow-filled wonderland as an escape to the heat of summer and Boa would've been right there with them on those first few days except there had been something missing, something vital that she couldn't figure out, making her pause and feel reluctant. The answer had come to her a couple days later, on the eve of the full moon while curled up in her brother's bed, nose pressed to his pillow so that for the briefest of moments it felt as if he was there with her.

Woobin. 

The man who she wouldn't admit had stole a heart she'd thought to be permanently lost. Who unwittingly brought fire to the coldest parts of her soul that had one laid barren, giving them life and color unimagined. Some portion of her wanted him to be there, to be with her so that they could experience this together. Why she wanted this was a secret even her conscious mind wasn't ready to admit, the possibility of vulnerability too high for her to be comfortable. 

With a soft exhale of breath the tiger slowly rose, her fingers searching for the electronic device that was her phone. After a couple minutes of searching, she'd found it in the mess of blankets she'd created and spoke softly to the device despite being completely alone in her dorm. "Siri, text contact Woobin with the message, "Would you like to go on a school trip with me to Finland? There are many activities to do and it should be quite enjoyable." After the device spit out a confirmation that the text had been sent, she set it aside and began to pack a bag for the week. Even if he did not wish to go, she needed to be in the wilderness, to let the tiger inside of her enjoy the snow. Maybe if Melyria's parting gift worked, she would be able to catch an infinitely precious glimpse of the world she had no access to any longer. What better way to see the world after months of darkness than when it is covered in snow? If the hunter who'd taken residence in her heart was present then all the better.

He had paused only momentarily, instinctively crouching to reach the fallen book however halting in his steps as he watched her hand extend. Hesitantly realigning himself, her fingers would be intertwined with his own with a light squeeze. “Boa.."

The town’s local bookstore was quiet that day and the tigress wished not for the first time that she had her sight because there were no new books in the braille section and she wanted to desperately read something refreshing. She’d considered purchasing an electronic device that could hold digital books and read out loud to her but she’d been hesitant, the prospect of having her hearing hindered when she read in addition to her blindness was unsettling. Maybe she could ask Gackt his opinion or Himchan in her next letter to him but until then she would have to be content with a limited selection.

As the young woman pulled a book from the shelf, one that she’d read about three times about different techniques to recognize knife types through touch and smell, a familiar voice rose around her. One she’d been longing to her the minute it disappeared from her. Her body froze and the book slipped from her hands, holding her breath because if this wasn’t real she didn’t know what she would do.

"Woobin?"