#lxuminous

[neuronine]

↬  bjhxdemigod, zhaofairy, lxuminous, seoxhyorin, lususxnaturae,

↬  flevrdame, shxyn, parodyses && chanstraeus

It wasn't particularly late; in fact, it was rather early, judging from the dim light escaping the dust covering the small windows of the cafe. And yet there she was, her messy crimson hair falling across her features as she leaned on the table, resting her chin on her palm, her slender fingers along her jawline.

A silent mumble escaped her lips. She had been working 3 days straight, as resting hadn't really seemed particularly necessary just yet, considering the amount of work she still needed to do. Even so, she considered sleeping for a couple hours, for the solely purpose of delaying her unavoidable fate, as she’d need to eventually exit her most adored laptop and find herself some nutrients until—

                                                                                                    " Ah- such a nuisance. "

[niccology]

"I know your scared, but I promise I’ll protect you.

"I don't even know you." The engineer spat back in a defensive tone, such a narrative on his retort not far from the truth; blood seeped from the cut on his forehead, filling his mouth at a gentle and almost calming pace -- settling itself along his swollen lower lip and adding itself to the power of his pointed words in the form of a morbid (yet still embarrassing) splatter. An attack like the one he had experienced tonight was not rare, unfortunately, but was a part of a series containing occurrences that were few and far between. He should only be so lucky, as a biracial go-go boy pacing through the streets of the often furiously xenophobic Seoul at such an ungodly hour... wearing baggy clothing over his work uniform as a hat failed to hide his eccentric, icy blue locks.

[hotlvneblng-blog]

‡‡ //as much as I can jusge from what I've seen by now.

SEND ME A ‡‡ IF YOU LIKE HOW I PORTRAY MY MUSE.

[Thank you so much! The same goes to you, at least until now. I hope our muses can interact soon!]

[virtuyo-blog]

"You are under arrest."

"Under what allegations, may I ask?" He quirked a brow and crossed his arms over his chest defiantly, showing no sign of leaving his chair. Yongguk prided himself on hiding his tracks well — there was no way she had any evidence to hold against him. Perhaps she had suspicions and possible leads, but they all went to a dead end in one way or another. It’s similar to stepping in a puddle; one’s wet footsteps would appear strong at first, but gradually fade until there was nothing left and at that point, you wouldn’t be able to tell where they led to. With a lazy stretch and smug smirk plastered on his lips, Yongguk sighed in what seemed to be content before he spoke, "Show me your evidence. Amuse me."