&& @kimvjonghyun!!
♪ “Shouldn’t they blame you for everything?” A smirk plastered upon his plush tiers albeit a vociferous growl his emitted when his cigarette is stolen, arms however remaining folded upon his chest. “Are you seriously leaving me alone?” An inquisitive brow arched, watching his only Marlboro being possessed by her and that one particular wink that could only indicate she would not give in to his request. “You do know I get nervous without a cigarette. That was my last one.” He protruded his lower lip, feigning despondency. “What if you end up riding of my corpse? Ra, come on… It’s so boring here without you…”
« They shouldn’t. Whenever there is a corpse, and the cops suspect a ghoul - guess who’s the first ghoul they think of and suspect? Right, me, poor Rogue. » Pierced ears pick up the small growl emitted from the male’s throat, making her red painted lips tug into a small smirk. Rogue wasn’t the type of person to smoke a lot, but this time it all seemed too tempting - and due to the fact that Rogue’s favorite brand was Marlboro, she decided to keep the little cancer stick. « Are you gonna start crying because I’m not gonna be here to protect you? » She couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle before she brought the cigarette up to her lips, taking another drag. « There’s no need to be nervous. Also, I feel very attacked right now. And yes, I know it’s boring without me. It always is. »
