#sangscars

[sangsorrow]

wife fucking SPOTTED.

[limel1ghts]

❛ this missing poster has your face on it. ❜ ( hehe...... )

&. 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. ╱ sangscars.

  like an inner switch was flipped, the lights behind his eyes instantly went out. in those few seconds of staring, he wonders why his face felt so different - unrecognizable? the light expression he’d worn mere moments before, vanished. and in its place a neutral line creases his lips. despite his features looking smooth as stone, his eyes had sharpened, narrowed more cruelly than he intended, restraint swapped for reflex. this was no fault of till’s, far from it. but his situation has become something far too complicated, something even he struggles to comprehend. agitation betrayed his composure as the fingers of his right hand twitched at his side. he had numerous reasons why he could never stand the spotlight, and one glaring reason was sat right in front him and till. at first, his body readied to move forward - but paused abruptly in that same breath. acting on reflex can only take one so far. snagged on the edge of his own decision, he realized any further motion may expose him in the wrong light. as much as he’d like to rip the damn thing off the wall, it would surely raise some questions. and provoking more suspicions is something he can’t afford right now. once upon a time - the only worries that plagued his mind were financial. how the times have really changed… “ ah… right. heh, yeah, that… ”

  as if on cue, a smile soon found its way back, resurfaced across his face. it appeared in seconds. too neat, and too perfectly placed, like someone trained to don a new mask on command. but it did the job. “ i’m on hiatus, basically. some people online aren’t too happy with it. they’ll do anything for a reaction. i wouldn’t worry about it, if i were you. ” he spoke dismissively, like the thing was a nuisance more than it was a cause for concern. as hands take refuge in his coat pockets, he keeps to subtlety. digging inside, searching for a spare face covering - any minor deception to give him some peace of mind, in an area prone to small crowds and activity. xia fei gives a curt nod, chin angled toward a different path. less noise, less footfalls - least likeliest way to be recognized; hell knows what kind of needless trouble that would bring him. “ we’ll head that way, it’ll take us there faster. ”