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♪•Sᴏᴀᴘ&Sᴋɪɴ - (ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ)
His fists clutch harder, with each step he hears, waiting for them, the sweat sliding down the muscles of his neck reaching to drench his already wet white shirt even more, his one hand moves, once he let out a burning breath, suffering for his entire life, to stay a Little in his senses, just to let them be here, knowing very well who it might be and what is actually going on, sitting there calmly just making it worse for him, his palm itches to rip through someone's chest so bad and take there beating heart out
The shadows taking over him, starting to take over the entire hall, making his surroundings even darker, his fingers fiddle with the buttons of his shirt and he let few of them open, sliding them one by one, his jaw flexed, as he keeps his burning dark dead gaze shut, his senses so heightened, he can actually hear her every breath letting him know she's sleeping, his nostrils flair with her smell all around him, letting him stay a Little more calm just to let himself know she's with him
The air touches his burning skin once he let go few buttons, his legs wide spread and his squinted brows bunched over his gaze once he heard the sound again, and didn't even budge until he heard the voice, his jaw jump by just the sound of it "where is she"
The sweat slides down the end of his wet hairs, sliding down to the side of his tight face, the rage making him shiver as he sits there once those words enter his ears his muscles flexed, his face tighten even more, the veins throbe over near his eyes stop moving once he let out a heavy slow breath his teeths gritted right before he brought his head back away from the couch to look straight towards them
His dead dangerous gaze gets down, and he looks at them so sharp, his eyes slice through their skin the darkness murders dancing them, bright with scrotiching intensity, filled with suppressed rage, his jaw jump once again as his palm fists tighter, and he keep his back leaned over the couch even after what he sees
More then twenty men were pointing guns at him, with three empty handed standing in front of him as they asked him, he let out a half curse and half smile, making the side of his mouth to lift up his gaze so wild and what they see make them tense
"Exactly where she belongs" he speaks, his gaze travels down to the burning cigarette place over the ash tray infront of him, his hand reaches to grab a hold of it before he place it between his lips, his words make them glance at each other and his movements make them worry if they are at right place, having no idea
who he is.
He leaned himself back, getting even more comfortable right before he suck his inner cheeks and let the smog take over his burning senses, he was a supernova ready to erupt and swallow everything with it, his jaw jump without a pause and the viens over his neck move once he let the smog enter his head and take over his boiling blood that causing his temper to hit a record high as he hear them talk again "we are her family" they talk
