Jihye walked with her hands in her pockets, looking up at the street lights. The cold burned her cheeks and made them a gentle red hue, her nose just numb enough that she couldn’t wiggle it to her heart's content. She couldn’t see the stars, but that was okay. The vintage lamp posts were a good substitute. When she was younger she used to think they were stars themselves, trapped in glass spheres to light the way for her. It was a nice fantasy.
Hyojong looked down at her, smiling gently to himself. “Are you looking at the lights again?” He asked in a soft voice. His eye bags seemed a little more prominent tonight, but she didn’t say anything.
“Mm, it’s dead out here so I don’t have to worry about bumping into people.” She hummed gently, focusing her attention on him; faint light specks littered her vision from staring at the artificial suns.
He chuckled and stopped in front of their apartment building, leaning against one of the posts with his hands buried in his pockets. His eyes trailed all the way up to the rooftop where they had met so many months ago, then back down to the ground. “It looks so different from down here.”
Jihye stood there as she looked at him, watching his eyes stay glued to a specific spot on the ground. She nibbled on her lip, remaining silent. She understood, he understood. The look on his face told her everything she needed to know.
“Hyojong, what would you do if I hurt you?”
“I would kiss your wounds and cry.”
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Nepenthe: Kim Hyojong/E'Dawn
FanfictionJihye wanted to be one with herself; tired of the kaleidoscope vision she always had on the world. Artificial. The void she felt took over her until she decided she wanted to fly. After getting to the rooftop of her apartment building, she saw someo...
