Ifthesunkissedme

"Is Faust not going to wake them up?" A voice rings through her mind.

Another sneered, "The longer they stay on Faust's shoulder, the more face Faust is losing"

She should really wake you up—but... Only the wings know how much you need the rest. It would not only deem Faust as a 'heartless colleague' to awaken you but also the trust you had given to her in the first place, to even fall into just a sweet slumber would diminish into rumble.

But if she doesn't wake you up, she could quite literally embarrass herself in front of the other gesellschaft members for letting such a numbing feeling affect her like that.

"ahm Fau," A soft vowel escaped through your closed lips strike through the tense air between the voices and the outside world,

"Gregg darling, don't be such a downer."

"Prithe join us Sir Gregor, it would be most wonderful had thou join us on 'tis exciting game of wits!"

"Don, you know that Rodya's trying to get us to gamble right?"

The warmth chatter of the nearby sinners seeped into the calculated and noisy mind of hers. A harsh contrast to her cold messed up self.

Inside her peripheral view she saw your lashes flicker slightly, in unease. Sitting in such a grueling position will end up with a hurting back had you not been careful.

Out of the girl's consciousness, her hands move to your shoulders pulling them down to her lap with a gentleness surprising her own self. Her eyes traced over your sleeping form that was laying peacefully on her lap without a clue of the cruel things that reside in the darkest part of her mind.

Faust's cold hands trace over the plains belonging to the back of your uniform. The coat long discarded, was hanging off the seat in front of her. It was as if the girl was trying to map out your entire body with simply her the drag of her fingers. She smiled lightly as she moved the strand of hair out of your sleeping face.

"Sleep well." The words coming out like a forbidden whisper. The sliver head had long tuned out the unnecessary comments of the other Fausts, as long as you're in her arms, her mind will be at peace.

── .✦ BONUS

"Sleeping on the clock? That's absolutely unacceptable. Executive manager, I shall give them a stern talking to—"

"Outis, I think we should just leave them alone," Hong Lu suggested, his smile curving slightly in amusement.

As the bus filled with noise, Yi sang quietly moved towards your direction, not too fast but definitely not too slow. Just incase someone wants to steal you away from him. You know.. Just a precaution.

"Pardon me, but" Yi Sang hesitated for a split second before he regained his courage. "Would you like to pair up with me? I believe we would be most compatible, as your skills compliment that of mine." He tries to elaborate offering you his hand.

How could you resist? I mean you could but why would you?

"Oh! Sure I don't mind." You take his hand, it wasn't like you has a partner always and you swear the way his eyes lit up almost immediately was good enough for you.

The giddy Yi Sang beamed with a content smile "Ah, thank you for allowing me to partner up with you. I promise this will not be a dull trip like everyday." He hummed satisfied with himself.

── .✦

It was simply enough to be near you, let alone accompany you alone on a minor mission! He made extra sure that his face looked calm and composed even when his heart is skipping beats internally.

The plan was to stick to the populated side of Hongyuan, maybe visit some locals and find any leads of distortions or whatever that can be reported back to Dante.

Earlier the both of you took a small tour around Hongyuan, it was almost like a date. The activties include sharing street vendor foods and sight-seeing.

Yi Sang was reading a guide on Hongyuan that Ishmael has pestered everyone to take just incase. His brows furrow slightly as he focus on each word and the streets on the pamphlet.

"Yi Sang watch out—!" You exclaimed before reaching out to grab his hand.

"!" Yi Sang jolted up in surprise, missing just an inch away from the person located right in-front of him. His legs loses balance causing him to stumble right into you.

As he steadies himself he looks at you concerned, him gave a quick nod of acknowledgement to the man before turning to you again, "I'm so sorry, are you hurt anywhere?" His eyes go up and down on your figure, his hand reaches over to help dust your clothes as if he might have dirtied you.

"No, I'm fine," You replied quickly, grabbing his hands. "You were so focused on the paper you almost hit that person." You let out a sigh of relief the moment you see that he was okay. Then your eyes diverts back to the man that almost bumped into Yi Sang, he didn't even walk away he just stood there.. with a weapon in his hands?!

Quickly you pushed Yi Sang away before the man could swing his axe at the ravenette. Both you and the caught off guard Yi Sang quickly got ready in combat stance.

"What is your purpose to attack us." Yi Sang asked with that stern look of his that he didn't have earlier all tied together with a frown.

The man just grunted silently and charged at you, but Yi Sang swiftly came to your assistance by helping you parry the attack. Then out of nowhere another assailant arrived from the back and slit your shoulder taking you by surprise. Your coat was torn open by that attack, showcasing a hideous red wound.

You winced in pain, but it's nothing compared to what you're used to fight everyday. The guilt and quiet anger Yi Sang felt when he saw you wounded only fueled his fire.

It shouldn't take too long to wrap this up, right?

"BOOM!" a loud roar of thunder bellows out. Then comes the rain, it wasn't a small mist, it was a straight downpour. Almost causing you to slip, but of course you didn't. The both of you fight under the rain.

Yi Sang with one swift blow, wound the neck of the first attacker. You too managed to subdue the other.

Then as quickly as they came, the two of you ran for shelter under the roof of a closed antique shop, You guessed by the smeared letters of the banners.

"You're hurt." Yi Sang muttered to himself, he removed the coat from your wounded shoulder and tore the long fabric of his white uniform to wrap around your wound to stop the bleeding. The rain didn't look like it was going to stop anytime sound, the droplets land closer and closer to the ground near them but it doesn't faze Yi Sang. He was willing to remove all, his vest and coat to keep you warm.

"Yi Sang," You smiled despite the cold hard wind and air, you felt warmth, "I'm okay, it's just one wound, not the end of the worlds."

"Still—"

"Relax,"

Yi Sang lets out a deep sigh. "I'm so sorry for this inconvenience. I should have paid more attention to my surrounding, to you. I didn't mean for you to get hurt or stuck under the roof of a run down building while it's raining outside." He put his hand over your forehead, "You're burning up." He frowns.

"I promise I'm good, it's nothing I can't get through." You sit there on the pavement next to the boy who was in-front of you. You took his cold hands into yours. "You kept your one promise to me though," You noted, "Today wasn't dull like everyday. It was bright and fun, except for what happened earlier. I liked sharing my time with you." You said quietly as the rain started to calm down.

"So please, do me one favor and give me that sweet smile again."

── .✦ BONUS

"Wow, you two are completely soaked," Rodya comments with a cheeky smirk. Gregor raising his eyebrows in suspicion.

"T.Y.L.E" Ryoshu murmurs.

"I think she said 'took you long enough.'" Sinclair translated, meekly.