-suddenly there are fingers wrapped around his heart, pulsing into a fist over and over, and the air is squeezed from his lungs, which are then filled up with some kind of thin toxic gas, and he really can’t do this. he can’t let you go, and his arms tighten around you, his head shaking against your shoulder-
No -he growls out- I won’t let him take you away. He left. He should leave. You’re here. You’re here, and you can’t go.
-it’s like there’s a montage constantly streaming in his head lately. backs. lots of backs. walking away. the lithe slide of shoulder blades under a thin cotton t-shirt with each swing of hips. he can see you in that montage now too, and it’s all too aggravating and miserable, and his blood is pumping so quickly that he can’t think, and everything is blurring together. he’s losing control. he can feel all his restraints falling away, like you’d pulled out the brick at his base, bringing everything tumbling down at once-
I won’t let you. I won’t let him hurt you.
Where the fuck is he?
Where?
But I don’t know how to. {;she murmurs, wrapping her arms around your waist – she’s given up the idea of trying to break from you when your arm wrapped tightly around her, her breathing regulating slowly}
I don’t know how to stay, and I don’t know how to cope. I mean, I thought I did. I really did.{;her voice is soft, afraid of the words she’s speaking.
at your question, her eyes lift up to your face– she notices that it has changed, it’s dark, full of… anger? disgust? whatever it was, she feels a sudden pang of guilt in her chest. she didn’t mean to upset you, or possibly endanger Yukwon.
she feels selfish and stupid. so her arms wrap around your body tighter, as if trying to squeeze out any dark feelings she may have caused you}
I-I don’t know. {;she murmurs, leaning her cheek on your body} I don’t know if he works around here or he just came by… I’m talking too much. {;she cuts herself off as she forces out a soft laugh, trying to make light of the situation} It’s okay. I’m gonna be okay. Yeah. I’m just being stupid.
Yeah. {;she looks up at you, hoping your dark expression has changed} I’m gonna be okay.
