tiger.

—

||: my heart: yours for all eternity

||: we aren’t forever— I’m not forever. Brb while I cry

— “In— every way. You have no idea.”

— cups her face and intensifies, everything. It’s all rushing into him now, the realization of just how important the hybrid was, and how much impact she held over him. “I miss you,” he mumbles against her mouth, eventually pulling her that much closer by the hip. —

— solid as ever. And they won’t change. Not now, not ever. “Please understand that we aren’t forever, MiJin. I’m not forever, not like you. I need you to be okay with this.”

— when it comes to what I do. And I never want you apart of it, ever. I don’t care what you can do, what you’re capable of. You stay out of it.” Normally, the assassin wouldn’t be as adamant and unmoving about this. He’d be sincere, gentle. But his words, they’re as —

— bunny. You worry so much.” With a extra amount of gentleness, the assassin curls his hand around the slayer’s wrist and pushes his palm further until it’s laid flat against his stitches. “Trust when I say that I’m okay. . . Because I am, I’ll heal.”

Tiger for a moment, can only smile at the younger man. A part of him is dead, he can never be the person he once was. And as sad as that can be, he’s still here. For better or for worse, even if there is now a price over his head; he is still here. “I’ve missed you, —

Here he is.

||; STILL HERE. SO UNBELIEVABLY TIME RESTRICTED THOUGH IM@SORRY

BROCKHAMPTON is so fucking good. Blasting them and preparing to reply.

🥂