#;trustme

[knightinyellow-blog]

{ Trust Me }

@a-monster-of-beauty from {x}

As Masaomi reached the roof, he realized that he had made an awful mistake. Sure, he wanted to prove to Mata that he trusted him, but being over the edge of a ten-story building seemed too extreme. Why had he agreed to this? The blond stood frozen in place, shaking his head as the vampire urged him to come closer. He rattled off a few excuses and complaints, but those narrowed red eyes struck fear in him, and he reluctantly obeyed. Now he was being held up only by the hands of the smiling person across from him.

     “M-Mata-san, maybe this isn’t a good idea. Of course I trust you. I don’t think       you’d let me purposely fall, but what if I slip or something? Not even you       could stop me from plummeting down to my death.”

Masaomi trembled, and he desperately blinked away tears. He felt like a child for feeling like crying, but he couldn’t help his fear. Wasn’t it normal to be afraid in this situation? He closed his eyes tightly, shaking his head.

     “Please... I don’t want to do this, Mata-san. I-I’m sorry, but I can’t. It’s t-too       much for me.”

[sgndosoo]

Trust Me :: Yixing & Kyungsoo

The hallways were empty as Kyungsoo walked along. He never explored the other buildings before, though he has been at the school for a little while now. Now was his chance since there were only one or two classes taking place today. His head remained tilted down as he watched the tiles on the floor. A pattern began to form and soon he found himself hopping one foot after another in the small squares. He hummed along with the beat made by his feet and the floor, his favorite song playing slowly through his memory.

밀려오는 파도처럼 어느새... 내 맘 속에 들어왔지 넌 말야... 니가 눈을 떴을 때 해가 떠 있는 것처럼... 당연하게 난 니 곁에 있을꺼야 난 말야 -

The string of lyrics broke as the sound of music became audible in reality. Kyungsoo froze mid-hop to find a window on the door where the music was coming from. Inside the room was movement that reminded him of a piece of fabric being blown by the breeze of an open window.

Stupid.. that was stupid..

Practicing his dancing, Yixing glided across the room, leaving Kyungsoo at a loss of words. He scrambled to open his notebook before scribbling what he can to begin to describe the man on the other side of the glass. He didn't know how many minutes passed but before he knew it, their eyes met and he stood there; not moving with his book opened to a page filled with words about him.