(Collapse at door meme) How long had it been? Two? Three? Five years? Yes, five years had passed since she had left Albion and returned home. Yet here HE was barely standing in her doorway and the blonde found herself unable to breathe for a moment as questions rushed through her mind. Why was he here? How had he gotten here and why did he look like he would fall over any moment?But he did the last before she had time to open her mouth, catching him awkwardly but kept him off the floor. "Jack!"
My muse shows up at your muses doorstep in the middle of the night. Without saying a thing, they collapse into your muse’s arms. Put your muse’s reaction in my ask box.
The wounded man who had appeared like a ghost before her seemed to rally and managed to get back on his feet and stumble away from her, shoulders heaving with every breath he took. He was soaked from head to toe from the rain and his clothes were stained red here and there, presumably from his own blood. His hands trembled and his eyes were wide, as though he had seen something that had chilled him to the very core.
It took him several moments before he was able to speak, and when he did, it was only to say her name. “Katja?” A question, as though he had not expected to find her in her own home, as though he had not known this was her house to begin with, and had ended up there by mistake.
