[ waking up to life going back to how it was two years ago would be a nightmare. And it's one that Jinwoo often fears as well, having to check his phone sometimes, just to make sure this life isn't just some illusion that the order's made in order to make them compliant. But then it's mornings like these, where he's nudged awake by the slightest of movements from his fiance who sleeps ever close to him. The sound of her gentle breath, the touch of fingers that should be rough from years of battle--and yet, every touch is kind.
almost unconsciously, he finds himself leaning into that touch, groggily, as his fingers slide over the side of his own face--trying to sleepily catch the fingers that are playing with his hair. he... misses utterly, instead grabbing one of his own horns. oops.
yeah he definitely meant to do that. his shoulders start to shake as he's more than sure she saw him do that--and the best thing to do to save face is to laugh, right. ]
Mmm. You need to lotion your fingers, they feel rough today. [ nailed it. ]
(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ
almost unconsciously, he finds himself leaning into that touch, groggily, as his fingers slide over the side of his own face--trying to sleepily catch the fingers that are playing with his hair. he... misses utterly, instead grabbing one of his own horns. oops.
yeah he definitely meant to do that.
his shoulders start to shake as he's more than sure she saw him do that--and the best thing to do to save face is to laugh, right. ]
Mmm. You need to lotion your fingers, they feel rough today. [ nailed it. ]