crybaby !! oh how she hated that fucking word. how too often it was thrown in her direction. curse her for having so many emotions !! for feeling things so deeply !! it was nothing but a curse.
❝ i am not treating it like a plaything. it was my camera. i went to school for it. i know what i am doing, ❞ the tiny brunette hissed in reply as they went up to wipe at their eyes, growing quite angry at the situation. ❝ what is your problem with me ? ❞ she blurted out, unable to keep the question from slipping past her lips. ❝ are you upset that tae-hyung did not pick you ? ❞ and the moment that the second question left her lips, her eyes went wide, surprised by her own words.
❝we are not in high school, etienne.❞ akihito sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in total exasperation. the japanese prince surprised by his eerily calm demeanor after being so foolishly provoked. violence, the last thing on his mind as his eyes flickered towards the ceiling. ❝and this is the issue. you never take anything seriously. nor cherish it, properly. you say you went to school for photography and yet, here at your feet lays a broken camera. I'm sure the same could be said of your spouse.❞ answered akihito with a sadness in his eyes. after all, he had known taehyung longer than the curly haired prince. ❝if you'd stopped crying about everything damn else, you'd noticed your surroundings.❞
















