PSALM 23:4. ———— he’s silent for the longest while, approaching the desk in which the young woman found herself sitting at. rolling his neck, tsunayoshi took the seat next to her, gently placing his hand over hers in a motion of peace. to keep her from working just for a moment so that he may be selfish and indulge in her presence.
to be around her is an antidote from the sinful world he rules.
the king of the skies turns to his beautiful escape for the second time, pressing his lips to her temple in an attempt to pull her away from her paperwork ( beautifully ironic-- paperwork he assigned. ) and he looks at her with a gentle albeit exhausted smile.
‘ dammi un minuto, ‘ he whispers to her. give me a minute. a minute of her time was an eternity to him. his eyes close again, except he is not in a state of fatigue, only innocent bliss.