ᅠᅠ⟢ᅠ 𝕮𝖧𝖤𝖵λ𝖫𝖨𝖤𝖱⁎ ᅠᅠ.ᐣᅠ꧈ᅠ retweeted
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he hurries to answer the door, checking the fisheye view of the visitor. he unlocks it in an immense rush, a bright smile crossing his lips. he volunteers to help her with things, longing beating in his chest. ⁎
knocking on @acolytesriddle’s door, holding a basket of pastries and two paper cups of coffee to- go.
raising his hands in a small sign of surrender, he did a little twirl to show off the entirety of his cautiously chosen outfit, as if seeking some characteristic approval from beth. he had become accustomed to her comments, ⁎
even though they were so contrary to the meticulous ones escaped by himself.
“̲ oh, i feel amazing today! as you say, i feel like ... pikachu. i like that jacket, it’s new. ’̲’̲
he pointed to the leather line, ⁎
eurus didn’t mind waiting. in fact, with the passage of time, he had become truly patient only to please bethânia, whom he recognized as an ambiguous figure in her punctuality. ⁎
so gentle that he feared spoiling it.
he listened so attentively to her words that a small smile formed, even at her despair at being late. he reassured her again, ⁎
meticulously aligning his leather jacket, his attention shifted to the landscape ahead, before his reverie was interrupted by the hurried presence that crossed the atmosphere. “̲ oh, geez——beth, please be careful. ⁎
( a pearly smile curves lips, first restrained, and then affectionate in all its extremity. the palm of his hand continues to touch her hair, superficially resting the fingertips on beth’s dermis. )
ᅠᅠ⟢ᅠ 𝕮𝖧𝖤𝖵λ𝖫𝖨𝖤𝖱⁎ ᅠᅠ.ᐣᅠ꧈ᅠ retweeted
you're in the wind, i'm in the water. nobody's son, nobody's daughter.







