Mental breakdown pt. 2

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[kmveon]

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⌖ -- My muse's reaction to accidentally shooting your muse.

Holding a gun is different from looking at it from afar and think of what to do with it, honestly speaking, Joonmyeon never actually held a gun in his life putting an exception to those toy guns back in his own childhood but even with that being said, he can’t exactly remember when he had fun with a toy or anything in particular without being scolded by his mentors, telling him that if he isn’t focused enough to what he’s doing, he can and never will be a great King. Realizing the fact that he has a gun in hand that he acquired after capturing someone who was on the loose, Joonmyeon couldn’t help but to examine the object, only to pull the trigger without realizing that his finger was between the space provided—and now, he hopes that he wasn’t that careless to actually hit someone.

Until his senses proved him wrong, once again. Hearing a purr is what happened next, snapping his head towards the said noise, he immediately catches a glimpse of a woman on the ground—the trail of blood quickly covers her pale complexion—that sweet, intoxicating smell of her blood is something that he will always be familiar with, Haru.

             ”Shit, what the hell were you doing out here?!" Is what he says as soon as he reaches her figure, she’s still alive, obviously and he’s glad—slightly, that the shot wasn’t enough to kill her because it bruised her arm yet he’s still quite remorseful about it because they haven’t met each other for a while and this is what happens when they do. Sometimes, he just couldn’t think that he’s safe to be around with, especially with what is happening with the council, the people around him and the people that he will meet in the future.

            “Come on, you little girl. I’m sorry, I should have been more careful. Let me take you to the hospital.”

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[ ϡ for a kiss that lets you know I love you ]

Lately, the days have stretched out into a fine line of not speaking to one another. Not because of an argument, not because of the inevitable drift between two people (something he hopes he’ll never reach with her). But rather, schedules consuming both their attentions. He can’t see her, she can’t see him. It’s saddening because she was always on his mind. Be it in the water running to wash his face to spark up a memory of them brushing their teeth together, the coffee at his lunch hour to remind him of their dates at the shop, or the front of his doorstep at night after a long day that still triggers the moment of their whispered confessions.

He misses her, he yearns for her. She is his solace, his home away from home, his baby girl. And it is a rare moment to see her on his couch, limbs tangling in a mess as her slender legs wrap with his. How long has it been that they’ve done this? To have a night-in, to watch a movie (Finding Nemo to be exact), to bask in each other’s presence, to remedy the painstaking ache that drums in their chests when they’re not next to one another. She’s letting a humming melody echo in his ears, her breath hitting his shoulder, adjusting herself only slightly to signal that she’s still awake. Junhyung takes the chance to glance at her, his heart swelling up at the sight of her. Who knew that his entire world would end up in his arms? On his couch? Like this? Junhyung — a man of few words — tips her chin up, her eyes filling with perplexity as a grin paints across his lips before connecting to her own. His heart races in that moment and a whisper spills.

"I love you."

[kotonvru-blog]

“Say you’ll stay.”

Confusion was as printed on her face, just like any other time where the elder demanded for things like this. Though it only lasted for a moment, she was clearly surprised upon the order and she took the liberty to stay silent for a few seconds. After all, she didn’t understand why the elder suddenly needed the reassurance that she wouldn’t go anywhere. «Why wouldn’t I?» Her voice was laced with the same confusion that had decorated her features only seconds before, though her lips curved soon after.

«Of course I’ll stay,» she promised.

[kimhvuna]

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[chaekuza-deactivated20150110]

“I bleed…”

{ Send one of these in my askbox to see how my muse reacts }

»I bleed…« pale lips spoke in a surprised manner while blood was dripping down the open wound. Chaerin almost felt the wave of weakness and pain hit her friend as she fell onto her knees; slim fingers constantly adding pressure onto the wound. »I am so sorry..so sorry…« she whispered, slowly dragging her feet to Haru’s direction before finally kneeling down, putting her own hands onto her friend’s. She shouldn’t have let her come along. »You’ll be fine. Hang in there, alright? We’ll get help soon.«

[xrrvn-deactivated20160611]

00:00:00

In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.

00:05:03, 00:05:02, 00:05:01, 00:05:00. What a funny thing, how time slips through our fingers. But Raven didn’t know that. In fact, she was too busy trying not to rip one off the the cashier in front of her, in order to pay attention to the clock on her wrist whose minutes went down way too fast today and,  more ever, to what reaching zero that would mean. She couldn’t care, as she didn’t care about a lot of things. Love, for her, was something she never had. Her father died, her mother committed suicide, she has been lonely for as long as she could remember. Thus, losing time with such dull and nonexistent things (though the clock, the history and genetics would have some points to ask) such as love wasn’t her cup of tea. "Oh, whatever, just give me the goddamn lighter." She exhaled, desperately. She wasn’t the one to let 10 dollars as “change”, because 10 dollars were quite the money to take, but she wasn’t going to wait there one more hour until somebody would come and change him the money. "Here you go, miss." He said and handed whatever there was left, before watching Raven turn around on her heels and mumbling curses on her way out. He smiled a little, funny thing, he did notice the clock on her wrist and, even funnier, he knew her bad attitude will go away in no time. In fact, it was less than a minute.

00:00:10, 00:00:09, 00:00:08, 00:00:07. As the last few seconds ran out, you could hear Raven squeak, pain rushed through her body, noticing the one thing she forgot about. the countdown. The second her black eyes opened again, she could see a rather cute looking girl, hanging over her with a tiny smile on her lips. The blonde could not notice how petite and doll alike the other looked. A chuckle left her lips, which surprised her. She didn’t chuckle in years. "I’m sorry." The voice said, flashing another one of those oh-so-cute smile. The ones that, shortly enough, the though blonde will fall in love with. "I didn’t mean to—" "It’s okay. I’m fine." Raven stopped the other with a smile on her face and slowly got up (she couldn’t really remember how she fell down, but that wasn’t very relevant now). "I’m Raven, by the way." She ads, trying to show a smile, the same kind of smile she didn’t offer to anybody in quite the time now.

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                                { i have been ｂｒｏｋｅｎ;                               more times than i dare to coυɴт.                                           but i ＦＩＸ myself,                                        & i get on with the job. }

[chaekuza-deactivated20150110]

answer somethin for me, if you will, haru? i think her name is? she aint comfortable with me havin you 97% of the time, thoughts please, love of my life? only girl i will love until the end of my days!

[zesque-deactivated20140725]

"Huh, that’s true, actually. Glad it worked then, hah." He gave a short nod, his grin slowly becoming more evident on his facial features as he tipped his head down, just a smidge, holding the bill of his snap back before tipping it slightly. "Right, I usually skip these things, not because I don’t care for names, but I usually just jump into conversations with others, ah, I’m rambling." He paused, letting out a soft laugh before clearing his throat, parting his tiers soon after. "Name’s Taehyung or Ezekiel, your choice whichever you like best— And how about you, miss?"

[kotonvru-blog]

Another brief chuckle emerges from her throat, head lowering down to make a few nods. <<Mmh, that makes the two of us then. I've been wondering how to pull you in for a chat, honestly.>> Even if it wasn't like her to admit something like that, she just couldn't help it-- why not try someting new once in a while. Brows arched above her eyes though, mere moments later, and she wondered why that was. <<May I ask why? I mean, I think it's good to at least know the name of those I talk to-- though, that might just be me.>> She tugged a shoulder into a shrug, hoping that the other wouldn't take offence in her words. <<That's-- an unique name, Ezekiel that. Does it mean anything? I'm Haru, plain and simple.>>

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zesque replied to your post:

"That was practically my failed attempt in engaging in some type of conversation with you." The male nodded once, rocking along the soles of his sneakers with a faint grin etched along his countenance.

Both corners of her lips tugged upwards, visibly making a gentle curve as she chuckled under a breath. <<Well,>> she started, <<I wouldn't say you failed considering we're conversing right now.>> As her features loosened up a little, she lowered her head in a curt bow; mentally, she cursed her memory having forgot whether they had introduced themselves before or not. <<I've seen you around, but I'm not sure if I know your name?>>

[kotonvru-blog]

"Boo."

Haru gave him a glance filled with confusion, her head inclining slightly to complete the expression. <<...boo?>> She repeated the word in a form of a question trying to understand more that way, though failed miserably. <>

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Yejun jumped, his hands flinching off the keys. He turned stiffly in his seat, sheepish expression ready in place to plead his way out of whatever trouble his playing had gotten him into. The person he faced was a dark-haired woman who was dressed rather smartly, leaving Yejun to conclude that she was an employee of sorts there who had come to tell him to stop using hotel property without authorization. The words that left her mouth were certainly not what he expected, causing him to miss a beat.

“Oh! I was—that was just—“ Thrown off by the sudden question, he had to pause for some seconds to actually recall what the piece’s name was. He cursed Chopin for not even giving one of his most popular nocturnes an alternate title that was easier to learn. There was an E in there somewhere…now if only Yejun could remember the dreaded numbers. “Chopin’s Nocturne in E-flat major, opus two, number nine—?“ A hand flew to touch his chin in thought. That didn’t sound right. “Wait, no, opus nine, number two, I mean.” He managed to correct himself in time, a grin forming on his face at his mistake.

Yejun scrambled off the bench, only just remembering that it wasn’t exactly meant for him to sit on. “R-right, I am so sorry about, uh—“ He waved his arms vaguely at the instrument. “—that.” How eloquent. He cleared his throat, attempting to dispel the air of slight unease he felt was forming.His grin returned, along with a half-joking tone. “My hands are fairly clean, I swear.”

[kotonvru-blog]

Amusement decorated her features as the sight was nothing but comical to her. The way he jumped on the stool upon hearing her voice alongside the change of his facial expression indicated that he knew very well that he was in no way supposed to sit there, possibly now awaiting some sort of a scolding—one that evidently wouldn’t come from Other guests seemed to notice the abrupt end to the song, though only glanced up for a mere moment before attending to their own business again; after all, it wasn’t a particular scene happening. Haru. Her lips curved into a broader smile when she breathed out a chortle, arms crossing over her chest yet again as she gave a few curt yet understanding nods.  

Thoughts occupied her mind while she tried to recall if she had heard the exact name before. She knew as much as the fact she had heard the piece; the name, on the other hand, was one she was quite unsure about. <<So that’s what the piece is called,>> she muttered. <<I prefer his #20 C sharp minor honestly.>> Haru hadn’t even gotten the chance to proceed with neither the situation nor the conversation before he skipped off the stool, though, leaving her both baffled and dumbfounded. However, it was probably for the best; that way she wouldn’t have to actually tell him off, and she considered herself to be lucky as there hadn’t been made a scene.

His next choice of words took her off guard and she cracked into a brief chuckle, her head lowering soon after as an apology; she didn’t mean to laugh, it was just that she hadn’t expected him to think about the hygiene before she could even get that far. <<Aigo, the piano gets cleaned rather often so don’t worry about it.>> Soft sounds to resemble a hum emerged from her throat as she took a short second to think, her features loosening just a little before offering an eye-smile. <<You should ask me next time. Others might not be as considerate, you know.>> It wasn’t till then that she realized she hadn’t seen his presence within the hotel’s walls before.

<<Are you a guest here, though, or are you here for other matters?>> Haru couldn’t help but to ask. Considering she was the only one behind the counter at the moment, she could only be brief—yet that didn’t stop her from engaging in a small-chat. 

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Dear Kovu,

Dear Kovu

I think that if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be the way I am to this day. In fact,  I might not have even been here in general, now that I give it some thought… You have always been the big brother that I could never have, always staying by my side protecting and guiding me along my way. When times look dark and I think I have no one left, you are right around the corner to prove me otherwise. I’m sorry for being so dependent on you, that I’m relying on you for every tiny thing that may occur. I owe you everything… and I hope that some day I can too be there for you like you have for me.

Please don’t ever leave me. If you did, I don’t know what I would have done. You are the crutches I need to limp my way through a day, and the pillow I need for rest and comfort at night. Thank you for everything that you have done for me, oppa. Thank you for being there not only when I needed a shoulder to cry on, but also for staying for the laughs and everything in-between. Thank you for being you.

I love you.

          — Yours truly, Kiara

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