#vendetta:open

[dansevrs-blog]

         Peeking over one's shoulder so blatantly is rather rude, especially when they told him not to look. Still, he's curious, and he's sure that they don't mean their threats of the cruel things they plan to do to him if he does, a spark of mischief dancing in dark irises. "Ah... So this is the secret you're keeping from me--"

[dansevrs-blog]

         Eyebrows furrow with concern lacing his features, and he gazes at them for a long moment before finally parting his lips to speak; hesitant and uncertain. "Hey... Why are you crying?"

[heyellakim]

           "It's finally snowing." Her head raised as her hand is extended out with an open palm, trying to catch snow in her hands.

[dansevrs-blog]

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" 

[dansevrs-blog]

Once again, Taemin finds that he can’t sleep and takes to wandering the streets at night— exploring the city in all it’s beautiful glory. The moon is covered by clouds, leaving the streets darker than usual, but he can’t bring himself to mind. The streetlamps and shops illuminate the sidewalk well enough.

He has a craving for a drink of some sort, and as he comes across a twenty four hour cafe, and supposes that a coffee will do, though he’s sure that it won’t help his sleepless state. Upon entering, he greets the staff with a small smile, the nearly empty shop making the process of ordering and paying fortunately quick. Taking his coffee, he diverts his eyes as he walks, looking for the ideal seat. However, it’s then that he finds himself colliding with another figure, feet stumbling slightly and coffee spilling over the rim to fall upon his fingers. 

With a hiss of pain, he tries to ignore the burning sensation as he goes to apologize to the person, fearing that he's burned them, as well. “I’m sorry— I didn’t spill this on you, did I? I should have been paying more attention.”

[dansevrs-blog]

--  "Seriously--" he begins, eyes sparking with happiness as he appraises the long lost friend that now stands in front of him. "It's been forever. How have you been?"

[dansevrs-blog]

It’s a bit late to be out walking around— past midnight and nearing one a.m., but sleep has escaped him and Taemin isn’t one to lay in bed when the night sky is as beautiful as this. The moon is bright, and the stars are twinkling as he seats himself at a park bench, illuminated by the streetlamps nearby, and who would he be to miss that? But, really, that’s just an excuse.  His thoughts are running wild— dark and dangerous, and he knows that if he stays at home, they’ll only manifest and he’ll do something that he regrets. In all honesty, he doesn’t care what happens to himself, but there are those round him that claim that they do, so, he’s going to try his damnedest to avoid self-destructing.

It’s a few moments later when he hears footsteps that he’s torn from his thoughts, and he tenses slightly, eyes narrowing and returning to the sidewalk as he strains to see who else may be wandering about so late at night. The likelihood of them being a beggar or creep is high, and he’s cautious as he waits to see who emerges from the dark. After all, one can never be too careful. If only for the sake of others.

[palxmpsest]

{/ a widening of the eyes was the only warning before a stumbling halt was made, tugged backward by an unknown force just in time for a vehicle to barrel past, barely sliding by with mere centimeters to spare, demise so near it was palpable; she had been engrossed in some mundane endeavor -- peering at a faded picture this time -- and as such oblivious to the activity bustling all around, a gross mistake in the grand scheme of things it seemed; attempting to regain balance, petite form pivoted to gaze backward at her rescuer, cadence and tone gentle given the severity of what could have occurred} Thank you...