@halfsgod ✧₊⁺⋆.˚୨ৎ
The delicate yet rotting sheets shuffled, the sound of the crinckling from the rain was what managed to get him to sleep after a night filled with the images of his imagination, ones carried the worst realities and remains of terrible outcomes, but heavens, they had no appearance in his actual dreams.
The touch did not go unnoticed, causing a stirr, a sound of annoyance, one that viewed he had no intention of awakening anytime soon.
But oh again, this bed was to his least comfort.
Eyes barely carried themselves as they opened, dark, glooming circles beneath them, their colour dim, exhausted .
He held no grudges, that was known about the man with white hair, but at such moment, one couldn't tell if he was angry with the other or not.
❛❛ .. you returned .. ❜❜