⬝◞ ★ ⁽ jeong namsun … response for @lilacwaterlite ₎ ━ ✘ ˊ˗
⬝◞ ✧ ∥ cont. skye & namsun !
Namsun had never quite gotten use to people looking so comfortable yet pained in the booth of his RV, though he supposed it wasn’t a negative feeling watching her feet curl over the old leather of the seat, sweater falling over her hands as it was made far too big for her frame. Fall was oncoming, making the small space a comfortable middle-line temperature and the sleeves he wore just over the line of a typical t-shirt. Usually ( should he ever have a guest that wasn’t the bouncing excitement his step-brother brought along ) he found his guests shifting along the carpeted surface, desperate to get away from the texture of flattened fabric and the table that situated itself between the two seats on the side, hopeful to find another more comfortable spot to rest.
He even found himself doing something similar as he situated himself on the opposite seat almost reluctantly, resting his elbows over the flat surface of the table between them and allowing his knees to part best he could in the little space underneath, allowing his socked feet to lift until it was only the light press of his toes in the short brown-toned carpet.
“ Are you sure you’re okay? are you running a fever? “ He felt the urge to reach over and press the light touch of his knuckles against the pain of her forehead, though he was quick to stifle the movement. He was far too much of a worrier and had no wishes to make her uncomfortable enough to leave – especially with the way she was feeling now. “ you can stay. I mean, I have no where else to be. “
skye did not mean to worry namsun in the slightest, she had not been anticipating the migraine of the century to hit her. she was trying her best to get over it but the damage is done and she's sure he's not only worried but now annoyed with the fact he has this girl curled up in a ball, taking up his space and being a bother. the woman takes a breath as legs slowly move to lower to the floor of the rv. gosh, may god have some sort of mercy on her right now. if not for her, for namsum.
eyes open to look over at him, wondering IF she looked as crappy as she felt due to the ache echoing in her skull right now. heart squeezes with the clear concern on namsun's face. here you go again skye, causing problems for people. she can hear her parents voice in her head and also violet's reassurance that people can worry and care for you without being burdened.
' i don't have a fever, it's okay. ' skye responds softly, moving to rest her elbow on the table top then her chin within her palm as eyes settle to look at the table top. free hand traces little circles on it momentarily as eyes slowly fall shut again. ' i won't stay long, just until the headache goes away... if that's okay. '
