Jan 31, 2015
[ dmnlv ]
with a flick of his head, eyes fixated against the owner of the voice; lips curled into a smirk, calloused digits dragging into his locks. "you don’t know anything," he whispered, eyes still strained against the latter. "but. i guess, you’re right..?"
〘 ✖. hearing the other's rather s o u r response, luhan blinked. he raised a finger and waggled it in his friend's face with a sad, yet somewhat sarcastic smile, ❝i beg to differ. you and i both know that i know quite a lot.❞ there was a short pause, ❝besides, i'm just trying to help you out. there's no need for that sour attitude.❞