@iinsomniis // MEMES // ALWAYS ACCEPTING.
they’re on the run again. it seems that no matter where they go, trouble is always in pursuit. roman is unsure if it’s because of him or if it’s because of genii, or if the two of them being together is simply a nuclear bomb waiting to be jostled the wrong way. regardless, the supernaturals are hot on their heels with every turn they take - and roman must do what he can to protect her.
they’re in the woods, far away from the bustling city and most importantly in a terrain that he’s familiar with. he’s run through these grounds thousands of times now, and out here where the air is clear and where the noise is settled to a low humming of the forest - roman is at his pique. not a single sound or scent gets past him, especially not the distant whimpering of genii.
he’d left her by the warmth of the fire to sleep, moving out a couple miles to patrol the area while she got some rest. his ears flicker back and fourth, listening in to the world around them, but he doesn’t hear anyone else except for her. still, he’s cautious as he moves back to the campsite, golden eyes sweeping the grounds before he pads his way over to her.
she’s tiny, curled up in the sleeping bag he’d brought for her, eyebrows furrowed in worry as she mutters something under her breath. suddenly, she’s jolted awake, clearly in a state of panic. roman figures it must’ve been a nightmare, so he lets her adjust to their surroundings once more before giving a quiet snort to alert her of his presence. he’s aware of how hard it is to see him in the dark of the night, with his black coat camouflaging him in the shadows, and he doesn’t want to alarm her anymore.
when she notices him, he takes slow and steady steps toward her, giving another huff of breath as he gazes down at her, one that says ‘ are you okay. ? ’ then, with the tip of his nose, he nudges her shoulder. a small gesture, but one that let’s her know that he’s with her. that she’s safe.