origin — @wintersighs [ status : not accepting ]
EMBRACE / my muse hugs yours.
IT’S JUST ANOTHER SIMPLE SHOOT. Mariana pulled out here magnificent violin talents at their last meeting, going on about old time’s sake but, really, the boost to her account with a goodbye session for Vogue would never get old. Despite the break he’d taken, Kit remained in high regard no matter the country, which is why here he stood; a jab to the 8th floor button progressed these mildly inconvenient plans. Pressure sealed his bottom soles to carpeted ground, feeling himself rise past several exits until he’s arrived, heading out at first chance but these speedy actions came to an excessive halt once the wolf steeled a corner. This building held no familiarity, none whatsoever, yet recognition is all he’s able to process upon the collision of eyes far away in every way of the word.
ROSE TINT KISSED RAISED CHEEKBONES. Almond gazes flickering between awareness and shock, of all the people to have run into.. it had to be Naeun. His tongue lashes out, wetting dry lips barely managing to stay together; what could he say? That he thought of her far too often some days? That telling her the truth would never make sense within their elaborate reality? She glances back and forth from the woman speaking to her, to the onyx undertones glued to the curve of her smile. Just as the wolf begins his descent forward, she is left to herself in the middle of a barren hall. Words still lack between the closing pair but there is too much to say.. not enough time to express— “Miss Na..” He can’t help himself, not one bit. Her waist fits too perfectly within the strength of his arms, diving in face first into mermaid locks and an apology is murmured in low rasps tickling her cheek. They were close. Too close. What had he done?
“Forgive me.. I shouldn’t have I.. I’m just.. so happy to see you.”
