#gingakeisekai

[luckndreams]

What does the future look like to you? { Jane to Reo }

Title: 24 hours of the truth Status: Open “That’s something I’m still not too sure about?” Reo mused. He had never been one to plan too far ahead. Things were always changing. But there were a few things he was hopeful for, and those thoughts had him grinning from ear to ear. “ In the future, I’d love to have my own shop. Maybe a space that people can come get their hair cut and some fresh ink in another section.” He winked, “My friends and family are happy and content with where they’re going both professionally and personally. I’d have seen more of the world, and you’re still here.” HIs grin softening as he leaned over to kiss her cheek. “That’s what I want most.” 

[luckndreams]

Have you ever experienced true bliss? Where everything was absolutely perfect and aligned? When was it? { Saila to Tsu }

Title: 24 hours of the truth Status: Open “I feel it in the morning when the world is still quiet save for the birds chirping outside.” Tsu began, her fingertip trailing along apple of Saila’s cheek. “Or when I’m sitting in front of the ocean. The water tickling my toes, warm like bath water. That’s true bliss. Everything is perfect and as it should be. No expectations. No stray dark thoughts.” Locking eyes with the younger, Tsu smiles warmly as she brings her hand up to her mouth, pressing a kiss to her palm. “I feel it with you. Us. Just like this.”  Nothing more. Nothing less. 

[luckndreams]

How would you really feel if I came to Korea and never left? { Mana to Kiha }

Title: 24 hours of the truth Status: Open “The extremely selfish part of me would really love that,” Kiha replied, the softest of smiles sat pretty on her lips. It was a dream that she kept close to her chest. Mostly out of the sheer absurdity of it. Mana’s career was blossoming. She had a life in Tokyo, and while Kiha desperately wanted to be more a part of it, the stylist knew she could never ask for more than what she was given. She could only be fair and patient. But now that the question had been set free, Kiha couldn’t hold back her honesty. “I could wake up to that beautiful face every morning, and be the sweetest housewife in the evenings. Cooking your meals, and folding your clothes.” She chuckled, before leaning in close to steal a kiss and whisper against her lover’s lips. “Making love to you every night. It’d be perfect.” Yeah. The most beautiful of dreams she had.