#ft. arah.

[aquvmarines]

status : closed for @kwonyx​ location : the balcony

    eager for a bit of fresh air, mack slips out the door and onto the balcony, stopping in his tracks the second he realizes who his company is. it’s been nearly a year since the pair has spoken, not counting the occasional drunk text or voicemail left on his phone. even after mack started the invitation process, they have managed to avoid speaking. which mack isn’t upset about; though he misses her, talking to the girl who ghosted him isn’t something he looks to do. and yet he finds himself heading towards her, not away.“arah? it’s me—it’s mack.” he approaches her slowly, giving her every opportunity to send him away, while hoping she doesn’t. “how long have you been out here?” he shrugs off his suit jacket and drapes it over her shoulders. “you must be freezing.” 

[aquvmarines]

status : closed for @kwonyx​ location : a hallway, allegedly. 

     it’s a coincidence; the way he and arah end up alone in the same hallway. she’s just returning from the bathroom and he’s on his way there, it just happens that he’s been trying to get the nerve to talk to her, and now he doesn’t have a choice. “arah, hey.” mack pauses, briefly considering just greeting her and moving on, but guilt rolls in his gut and he pauses, stopping in his tracks. “actually, wait, do you have a minute?” while he’s never been good at confrontation, he despises the way things have been left between them, and he’s determined to get on better terms, somehow. or at the very least, understand what he did wrong. his instinct is to apologize to her, but it would be hollow; he doesn’t even know what he would apologizing for, other than hurting her. still, “i’m sorry,” slips out anyway, before he can get to the question that’s been eating at him for nearly two weeks. “i have to ask, why’d you call things off with me? if you… y’know...” loved me. despite the way the words have been rolling over in his mind since the masquerade, they get caught in his throat.