“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ” from deiji<3
ੈ♡‧₊˚ ﹔ question prompts for @killfor
the evening had already settled when kitae woke up from his slumber, feeling all but well following the night before. he found himself questioning the reason behind his discomfort—far too unusual for a man like himself. perhaps he had overdone it. perhaps he was too weak to indulge in such quantities of alcohol—after all, it had been a while since his soul had been nourished. this couldn’t be good.
he sat up, looked around himself in confusion, bringing his palm up to his forehead before dragging the blonde locks of hair away from his eyes, a loud breath escaping him. ah… was this what it felt like? to be hungover and in despair? it was certainly a first for the demon, far too used to being immune to all that was considered human nature. shit. how long would it take him to feel like himself again?
although he had every intention to reach for the bottle of water next to the bed, his body failed him, accepting defeat, and just lying there as he stares at the ceiling, far too busy in his own thoughts to even take notice of the pair of eyes that were on him. the words caused his body to jolt involuntarily, quickly turning his head to find deiji occupying the other side of the bed.
a sigh of relief left him as he reached to carefully run his fingers through a loose strand of hair, watching as it delicately fell back onto her shoulder.
❛ i think i drank too much last night—ahh, how it hurts… ❜ he dropped his head dramatically, peeking up at his friend through half-lidded eyes, a small smile finally appearing on his lips.
he was starting to perk up. and all thanks to deiji.
