@samsolost ✿ continued from here !!
✿ there were plenty of places she could have gone. a number of options and stops (the main one being her own dorm), but instead she found herself here. a porch she had known far too well over time and it seemed as though her feet themselves had guided her there on their own without coaxing. it wouldn’t be the first time and certainly not the last that she found herself showing up at geun’s door at any and all hours. however, it was the first time she had shown up in this condition.
hell. it was the first time she had ever been in this condition.
she figured he would be home, but the faint fear that he wouldn’t be almost made her cry. and, there was no way that she was going to allow herself to shed tears right now. though, all thoughts of that nature were put on hold when the door opened at a ring of his doorbell and faint calling of his name. even as she was ushered in and draped with a blanket, words wouldn’t seem to form.
“what happened?”
a simple question that she couldn’t articulate an answer to, instead her scraped fingertips clutched at his sweater and she held onto him. the redheaded girl was in many types of pain, but she sucked it up momentarily. she wanted to just feel safe and at ease and in his comfort had always been one of those places that she knew she could find that. and yet... she couldn’t bring herself to move closer to him. she knew he wouldn’t hurt her, he never had and had always promised that he never would. but still... it was almost as though fear had frozen her from moving closer to him and instead she dropped to her knees.
“i’m scared--”
that’s all she muttered and all she could muster for the moment, her voice shaking in time with her body, her lungs not having quite caught their breath yet. it wasn’t a rare occurrence for her to admit something like that, but right now they weren’t referring to some horror film on screen. far from it...