[ Sorry, he's in the middle of a fucking panic attack, please hold. His breathing grows ragged once he remembers to actually breathe and he grabs at his chest, fingers bunching up the fabric of his cloak there. He can't take his eyes off her, doesn't bother moving even when she grabs at his clothes. He's frozen to the spot and it's like the whole world is distorting before his very eyes.
Already crouched like he is, it's not a far drop when his knees crash down on the pavement, one hand bracing himself on the floor while the other he'd had at his chest comes up, fingers trembling as they hook themselves over the top of his mask to heed her demand.
—And then he stops. He stops because just past her shoulder, he sees people turning to look their way. They're on the streets of Godsblood and sure to attract attention this way, and if she's seen with him, then they'll associate her with him, and then... and then...
His hand falls away from his face and drops down to where she has a hold of him. Like this, holding her wrist in such a tentative way in fear that she might just disappear altogether, he feels something inside of him shatter into pieces. She's real. He's touching her and she's not going anywhere. ]
I can't.
[ Not here, not in public like this. He has to protect her. So with shaking legs, he tries to push himself back up to his feet, only to drop back down immediately. All the strength's left him and he feels so weak, so lost. Han Sooyoung. In this place. She should be back with the others, so then why? Why is she here? ]
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Already crouched like he is, it's not a far drop when his knees crash down on the pavement, one hand bracing himself on the floor while the other he'd had at his chest comes up, fingers trembling as they hook themselves over the top of his mask to heed her demand.
—And then he stops. He stops because just past her shoulder, he sees people turning to look their way. They're on the streets of Godsblood and sure to attract attention this way, and if she's seen with him, then they'll associate her with him, and then... and then...
His hand falls away from his face and drops down to where she has a hold of him. Like this, holding her wrist in such a tentative way in fear that she might just disappear altogether, he feels something inside of him shatter into pieces. She's real. He's touching her and she's not going anywhere. ]
I can't.
[ Not here, not in public like this. He has to protect her. So with shaking legs, he tries to push himself back up to his feet, only to drop back down immediately. All the strength's left him and he feels so weak, so lost. Han Sooyoung. In this place. She should be back with the others, so then why? Why is she here? ]