» in cold sweat
his emotions were slowly beginning to shift from fear to frustration, towards mostly himself and the woman before him. the fear was still there, evident in his shaky hands and still quivering lip. but the windows beside them were already beginning to form cracks in the surface just from how overwhelmed he was, his anger bursting from the inside out.
he didn’t care, god he didn’t care. there was a mix of desire for the older woman to just get away from him and desire to show her that he wasn’t afraid. won’t be afraid the next time they met, he corrected himself, if there was ever a next time.
"n—next time," jeongguk stuttered out, still watching her wearily. "… next time if we see each other … i bet you i’ll be different …. i won’t stutter, or whatever …. just … i won’t be afraid of you …" it was a risky deal to make, considering it took him over a decade for him to even make friends, but he had to prove himself just once that he could do something. "… a—and if i’m still the same … if i even stutter once, th—then …
"whatever … whatever you’ve been dreaming to do to me since we started talking, punch me, beat me up, whatever … j—just … do it …"
its like listening to a comedy sketch, sura is delighted, rather cheery at the frenzied thoughts of the male; like she is bathing lavishly at the distraught and (finally) angry jeongguk. even her heart starts to race and beat against her eardrums, the thrill and excitement of the game. "little ghost, oh how you've grown." she laughs, her head cocks back and her eyes turn into crescents "talking big words like you understand them." oh how her fits of laughter don't seem to end and her eyes seem to be brimming with tears.
"you are funny."
she knows he isn't joking, but it's all a bit fun. to taunt him and lure him, make him think that he can beat her at her own perfectly planned game. she has the win, she is a crusher; loves soaking up all the pride that doesn't belong to her. but it's not really her fault. "oh how i'd love to get my hands on you..." it's suggestive, sick and foul. "but i can't punch a ghost now can i?" her antics are annoying and senseless and thats how she'll win.
because her sick, disgusting, rancid predator mind could only twist such thoughts like so. oh and also because some people just stay prey.













