@everyletterisent⠀⠀ us.. run away? [the words seem so foreign, outlandish. no, the whole concept of itself—living happily, without killing—could there be a life like that for them? did they even deserved it, despite everything they had done? it seemed so childish, yuèhuā thought. how silly indeed. even if it’s something that, at one point, he thought of.] i doubt we deserve it, [he speaks in a soft cadence, just above a whisper. yuèhuā’s head finally lifts to meet orochi’s gaze, the light highlighting his features: pale, melancholic, and exhausted with the dark circles under his eyes. for a moment, he almost looked just like kei.. eyes, as blue as the ocean waters off of the izu peninsula that glitter from the sun’s reflection. mouth lifts up into a smile, though it does not reach one’s eyes.] even so.. [a pause. there’s so much to say, and yet so little all at once.] that’s only a distant dream. something to fantasize about. and i’d rather not make kei sad (again) for leaving him all alone. i’d be a terrible big brother (though that hasn’t changed).
