solace.
@blackxmi
it’s past two am when seolhyun shows up at hyunjae’s house and a part of her feels ashamed, embarrassed, awful for even daring to be here in the state she’s in. wig discarded somewhere on the way, the bruises decorating sun-kissed skin cannot be concealed that easy. she wishes she’d have just gone home after yet another horrifying experience with a client. but the way she was treated has left the young woman with the need for comfort, solace, mayhaps a sweet pair of words telling her it’s okay, that everything will be fine.
the security staff recognizes her; of course he does, after all she’s been dropping by more often than not. though he, too, looks at her concerned, questions whether she needs something or not. seolhyun thanks him and tells him she only wishes to see hyunjae, if possible.
and so she’s told to wait in the lobby, which she does. thin arms hugging her frame, wanting to get rid of the feeling of rough hands she can still feel on her body. she’s a whole mess with smudged makeup and ripped clothes and she hates that she’s here, presenting herself in such a way. hopefully hyunjae won’t judge her.