» ㅤgreenhouse。

@jisoo k。ᶜʰᶦᶜʰᵒᵒ i find you on the ground, bleeding and unconscious. "OMG JISOO!" I screamed and then took u in my arms and took u to the hospital. "Jisoo i hope u dont die on me" i say worried*

@jisoo k。ᶜʰᶦᶜʰᵒᵒ I let my wings out and hover around so i can look for u. I also have a book bag on with a bat on it just in case if i see a intruder. "Jisoo, Unnie, Are u ok? are u there?" i shouted.

@hongseok y。ʰˣⁿᵍˢᵘᶜᵏˢ minkyung — or in this case, kei — thought that today would be a good idea to wander around in her male equivalent, with her reason being looking for the source of the potion. there weren't many people in the greenhouse at this time of the day, and even if he were to meet someone from the town, it wouldn't be too suspicious... sort of. there weren't many people who'd seen this form of his, and one of the only two had already left. kei's form was quite different from the usual form he took on. the first thing to note was he was considerably taller, ranging around the 180s, but still, he kept almost the same body build as his female form: slender, elegant. the only thing that stayed the same, he supposed, were his eyes; still stretched into a fox-like slant, pupils glinting a bright golden.

well, not that everyone would recognize that. other than his bright eyes, his fox ears and tails, which were a usual give away to what and who he was, were hidden away, making him seem like a harmless young boy threading around town.

he covered his mouth as he let out a sneeze, and he blinked repeatedly, sniffing. his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance, and he inhaled sharply. "damn it," he uttered to himself and he leaned his head back, taking another deep inhale — which was a bad idea, he realized seconds later, because now the sweet scent was even stronger than before. he sneezed again. "damn it! whoever did this potion is so damn stupid—"

@h. kangjoon s。ˢᵉᵒᵏʲ¹⁰¹² "a little... I try my best to take care of the garden in my house" she smiled happily when he took the flower from her while she started to think of which one she liked the most "when I was little I loved to see tulips everywhere but sadly they don't have a strong scent. I love lavender and lilac too" she hued with a smile "did you really see a cafe on the way? Lead the way then since I didn't see it" she was slightly excited as she started to feel more curious now about Kangjoon

@jisoo k。ᶜʰⁱᶜʰᵒᵒ “Oh, so you’re into gardening?” Kangjoon hummed quietly, noticing how enamoured she seemed by the bouquet in her arms. “That would be lovely Jisoo,” he smiled graciously, “I saw one on the way here, we could go there?” His eyes flickered to the flowers as she held one out for him and he nodded. “I do, my favourites are most definitely petunias. Though they don’t last very long. Do you have any favourites?”

@h. kangjoon s。ˢᵉᵒᵏʲ¹⁰¹² "oh... I've been looking for these to put them in my garden" Jisoo smiled as she hugged the flowers in her arms a bit taking in their refreshing scent. "of course you do... Shall we go to a cafe nearby then?" Jisoo suggested as she wanted both of them to feel comfortable. She then reached and picked one of the flowers holding it out for Kangjoon "here... Do you like flowers?" she asked curiously opening up a conversation.

@jisoo k。ᶜʰⁱᶜʰᵒᵒ Kangjoon eyed her, wondering whether she was just covering to make him feel a little better, and he was utterly grateful for it, replying gently, “If you’re sure.” . He rolled his shoulders, trying to get them to be a little less tense before he let out a noise of approval at the flowers in Jisoo’s hands, “Those are beautiful.” He nodded, with a playful sigh, “I always need something to drink after my sessions.”

@h. kangjoon s。ˢᵉᵒᵏʲ¹⁰¹² Jisoo shock her head still smiling softly not wanting him to feel bad "it is okay really I didn't wait that much besides it is really nice to stay here." the assistant in the flowers section came to her and handed her the flowers she was looking for. "thank you" she took the flowers and looked again towards Kangjoon "you must be tired after meeting with your patient I bet you would like a refreshing drink right?" she tilted her head curiously hoping to lighten up the mood

@jisoo k。ᶜʰⁱᶜʰᵒᵒ “It’s nice to meet you too Jisoo,” Kangjoon smiled, returning her bow. “I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long,” he sighed quietly, “one on my patients had an emergency and I didn’t quite know how to tell them I couldn’t see them. I apologise profusely.” His hand rubbed at his nape, as waves of guilt crashed over him: this entire situation could have been avoided if he had just asked to meet his client an hour or two later.

@kangjoon s。ˢᵉᵒᵏʲ¹⁰¹² Jisoo was just waiting for the assistant in the flowers section to get her the ones she wanted while she stood there enjoying all the sweet scents that came from blooming ones. As she was waiting she hear steps coming closer from behind followed by her name being called. The voice was both strange and familiar at the same time. "Oh... You made it Kangjoon" she said with a soft smile taking few steps towards him and greeted him with a polite bow. "it is nice to meet you"

@jisoo k。ᶜʰⁱᶜʰᵒᵒ (there we go :D)

@jisoo k。ᶜʰⁱᶜʰᵒᵒ Kangjoon finally reached the required destination: the greenhouse. The sheer beauty of it prompting a rather sharp inhale. He’d been in Magnolia a while, but despite that, he hadn’t been around town much (which accounted for his surprise). His eyes surveyed the area, taking in the scene and looking around for the woman who drew him here in the first place. He spotted a fairly petite, but rather womanly figure near the flowers and he made his way over. The half-elf then cleared his throat, awkwardly announcing his arrival. “Jisoo, correct?” his sheepishness seeped into his voice, making it smaller than it would be.

@kangjoon s。ˢᵉᵒᵏʲ¹⁰¹² Jisoo just walked slowly enjoying the cool breeze at the greenhouse. She was sighing heavily a bit disappointed when she still didn't get any messages from Kangjoon but just as she was thinking her phone buzzed and she listened to the message from Kangjoon. 'okay I will be waiting at the flowers section'she sent a reply to Kangjoon and a smile found its way to her fave again. She walked towards the flowers section as she was hoping she would find the flowers she was looking for. "oh... He probably just finished work" with this thought, Jisoo started to feel worried that she made Kangjoon worried or feel tired just because he ran all the way after work to meet her. She stood where she promised and waited for Kangjoon to arrive.

@taeyeon k。ᵃˡᵖʰᵃᶠᵒˣᵗʳᵒᵗ the denial hurts, it hurts him and he couldn't really blame her for it, she's too hurt that she denies that it's him, he's mikage, the one who she had met at that summer festival night, the one who confessed to her under the chrry blossom tree that was nearby the river, the one who went on his knees while the rain was pouring just for him to propose to her, the one who was staring at her with fondness, endearment and love as she walked walked towards him by the shrine on their wedding day, the one she spent that memorable night with and the one who run away on that wintry night but also... the one who still love and remained loyal to her despite the centuries that have passed between them.

"tomo... please i- it's me, i wouldn't be joking around about this." mingyu tried reassuring her but seems like she was too occupied with herself in denying that he was her husband. it hurts, it really /hurts/ as she continued her denial on him, it made his tears flow along with hers. he can't help but blame himself on why she's like this.

"please believe me, i miss you so much.." the hands that was on her cheeks were shaking, his heart pounded in a fast pace. "i'm sorry that i left, i- j-just listen to me please." he was stuttering as he felt his throat tightens as well as his heart.

'i still love you.'

tears flowed from his eyes up to his cheeks, he couldn't stop on how much it was flowing, this is just too much for him right now. he wants his tomo back, he wants her right now but seems like he wouldn't be getting her back anytime soon. he knows that, but he denies it, she's still in there, he just needs to find a way to fix this and it wouldn't be that easy, he knows it too well. eight hundred years, eight centuries of having to tolerate a broken heart is what she had gone through, and just one day of him telling her that he's back and is still alive wouldn't just fix it right away. this is reality they're talking about, not like some fairytale or tv drama series where the two of them would accept each other right away. no... it's much complicated than that.

「tomo..」

「mikage..」

「aieru.」

he lost contact with her when she backed away from his touch, his hands falling on his sides as he stared at her. visibly flinching away when she shouted at him, tomo never shouted at him with that much venom in it, usually it's playful, like a scold or something but this? this is different. oh so different than what he was used to, "i-i'm not lying, it's the truth please.." he was begging right in front of her, to just accept the truth, that it's him, it's mikage, in a new young body with a new identity and life. "please... tomo-san.. i-"

with a shout of her telling him to shut up, he complied but his eyes grew wide at the sight of her silvery eyes turning into a dark and murky color. what does that mean? he only stared at her until the original colors of her irises comes back. he looks down on the ground as he let her leave, they needed the time anyways, /she/ needed the time to think about things, it's all too much for the both of them.

when she was gone and mingyu was now all alone, he cried much more with loud sobs resonating the empty place. anger boils within him, not towards inari but towards himself, he's very angry at himself. he should have came back to her the moment he started his 5th life, he should have went to japan again and find her, tell her the truth, at least by then, it wouldn't have taken much longer than like now. but there was no changing on what is done.

"tomo..." he muttered softly to himself as he turns his head to where the entrance is, to where she had left off. then a piercing shout ripped out from his throat that would surely damage his vocal chords but he doesn't care, he stood up and his hands were now on the edge of the table, immediately throwing it across the garden, ceramics breaking on the ground, making a mess in his greenhouse garden, he didn't care, he'll clean it up later or tomorrow once he regain himself that is. he walked away like it was nothing and he stopped from his tracks when a familiar set of flowers was caught by the corner of his eyes, he walked towards the bush and knelt down in front of it, touching the black and royal blue roses that were finally in bloom, a memory bloomed into his mind.

「tomo... i- uhm these are for you.」

「for me? really? these are really beautiful where did you them?」

「i actually took care of them myself...」

「really? wow, but aren't these rare? and how?」

「it's a secret.」

his lips curled into a smile, a sad one as he remembers that day. he didn't noticed his tears were flowing once again.

「i have something to tell you...」

「what is it?.」

「i love you, i really do. i was in denial but now... i accepted it fully, that i love you, tomo-san.」

he stood up and went straight to the little shed to where his room is. the whole room was decorated with plants at each corner, vines were attached on the walls and ceiling, the demi-god sat on the edge of the bed, a sigh deep sigh left his tiers.

he misses her, he misses his tomo, his wife, his love... so this is what she probably felt when he left her, huh? all empty on the inside accompanied with a stabbing pain in the heart that won't be going away anytime soon.

he deserves it.

@mingyu k。ᵐᵉᵗᵉᵐᵖˢʸᶜʰᵒˢⁱˢ "it's me... i'm mikage."

a pang of pain hit her chest. it took her a few minutes to register what she just heard. that song was made by mikage, and he would always sing it to her when she afraid or just in need of a soothing. "what?" her breathing ragged as if she had just ran a mile. she couldn't believe it. "that's not true," taeyeon let him hold her face and she stared at his eyes to see if he was lying or not. his hands felt warm like it was something that held her before. it's a familiar touch. very familiar.

「are you ready? i'll take care of you.」

「i- let me just check my-」

「you're beautiful, tomo. now close your eyes..」

her tears came back and her eyes started to hurt really bad, the thought of having her husband in front of her after all those centuries wasn't something she really wanted. or was it? it was too much for taeyeon. she doesn't want to believe anything. even if the man just sang her favorite song, their song, she convinced herself that it wasn't true.

"that is not a good prank, mingyu," she whispered but was staring at his nonidentical eyes. they were pulling her inside the deep pools of emerald and deep blue lapiz. she could remember how she used to stare at his eyes whenever she has the chance, specially when she finally got married to him. those eyes were something that tomo had always loved. he was unique, he was the man she loved more than anything in the world. the emotional hurricane got to her like a storm and it just couldn't register in her mind that mingyu.. was indeed mikage. as she sees herself at the tear-stained eyes of his, she could feel the intensity. like what she felt for mikage. 'no, this is not real,' her mind kept on playing tricks with her, right? it can't be him.

a flashback showed and she saw herself looking up to him in her wedding dress, a white kimono. and there stood in front of her was mikage, his eyes tearing up at the sight of his soon to be wife. she raised a hand to his face, her orbs watery as well.

「stop crying.. are you happy?」

「ecstatic. you look gorgeous, i can't believe this is happening..」

「i am beyond happy, too. you complete me, mikage.」

「i can't stop staring at you..」

「well you better stop or i'll be a crying mess.」

everything was perfect. the memory brought more tears in her eyes. she keeps on asking herself if it's true, if it really is him. but her voice caught up in that she moved his hands away from her. her emotions were all over the place. she backed away again, her tails protecting her. she covered and cried even more. she wanted to run, she wanted to get away. away from him.

"please tell me that's not true, don't joke around!" she shouted and her hands were now on her pounding chest. pain. more pain. it came to her like bullets travelling a hundred miles per hour. his voice soothed her and angered at the same time. even if he spoke in her native tongue, her language, mikage's language, she shook her head and took another step back. "tell me it's not true!" her voice raised another octave and her body shook at her own anger. why now? why? after all those years why would he suddenly appear?

'you love him. it's him. go.'

'don't you want to be with him again?'

"urusai!!!" she shook her head at her thoughts while she screams out her pain. her once silver blueish eyes turned black, her emotions taking over her. she wanted to hurt him, her hands were shaking and her body was frigid. another step back and she looked at him, eyes bloodshot red before blinking and tears rolled down more her silver eyes now going back. "i'm sorry.. i have to go," she sobbed loudly, and turned her back from him, ready to sprint out of the damn place. mingyu was mikage. was his real purpose about her? because he knew she was tomo? taeyeon forced herself to walk rather than run, the urge to hug him didn't falter from her mind. she wanted to.... hold him. but she was afraid, angry even. the goddess was feeling too many emotions in one day. and it just so happens that after all the years, even if she forgot about him, mikage is alive.

'i miss you too..'

@taeyeon k。ᵃˡᵖʰᵃᶠᵒˣᵗʳᵒᵗ he kept silent throughout her ramblings, all he did was sing the whole song while listening to her. she reminded him on how he broke his vow, on how his promises crumbled all the way, the once carved to stone words of his were like ashes now that were blow away by the wind. he didn't mentioned how badly he wanted to have a normal life too but in his case, he can't but also, he ruined the chance in giving her one. she even rebelled against the other gods just for her to stay by his side yet he left her, it's the only thing that repeated on his mind.

he left her...

「tomo... you are the kindest, most, sincere, loveliest woman I know and I am lucky to hold your hand, be in your arms and in your heart. If you will have me, I will make my arms your shelter, and my heart our home. come and be my wife. we'll build our home and chop our wood and make our garden grow... we'll do the best we know. i promise to live out our lives in love as best we can. that is all I can promise in truth. so... will you, marry me?」

memories of him proposing to her were clearer than day, it made his tears flow continuously from his eye sockets. it was around the afternoon, summer rain shower over the area while they were walking hand in hand under an umbrella protecting over them. but he stopped and the girl beside him asked why he was halting his steps but all he did was set the umbrella aside and both of them were getting wet from the rain, she complained towards him until he knelt down on one knee, his hand holding hers then he recites his words to her. the rain disguised her tears while listening to him, at the end of his words, she said yes to him without any hesitation. it felt wonderful, they were engaged just like that, they were going to be married and be pronounced as husband and wife, both were ready for it to happen anyways.

「today i affirm my love for you, and vow to share my life with you in everything - to respect and love you. you are the most generous person i have ever known - kind, honest, and beautiful. i take you to be my wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health from this day forward you shall be first in my heart and our souls shall be together as one. i promise to be there for you, in cold winter mornings, to warm you, on soft springs to watch our love grow, in our summers to play in the light of the sun, and in our autumn to kiss your fingers and say, it has all been worth it - every moment of our love... i vow never to stop loving you as i do today. to carry the warmth of our love over years through difficult times, up hills and over oceans. to be the bannerman of our love and yell to the wide open spaces filling them with these words: this is my wife and i love her.」

on their wedding day, he saw how tomo looked like when she wore the pure white wedding kimono, she looked beautiful in it, the pureness making her look like a goddess (and now he knows why, because she is one). only his family and relatives came around, meanwhile tomo told him that she was alone which he understood thoroughly. tears and laughter were exchanged in most of the ceremony, vows given to each other, promises that they hold for one another before the both of them said 'i do' and kissed. it was a simple yet wonderful day for him and on his honeymoon, he asked for time and it was given to him.

「there are times i think that this is just a dream, that you're just a dream turned into reality.」

「don't be silly mikage, do you want me to pinch you to remind you that this is indeed reality?」

「yes.」

「okay.」

「tomo that hurts!」

mingyu held her closely to him, he was afraid to let her go, that she'll slip away from him. ironic enough since he was the one that disappeared. hearing her words, the words 'it's me, it's me...' were lodged up in his throat, he wants to tell her, oh so very much that he's her husband that finally came back to her.

'that's because he's me, we're just one.'

「tomo... i think... i think i'm ready for it.」

「ready for what?」

「you know...」

「oh.」

as he gave attention to her words, what caught him off guard was her next words. they have a daughter? his eyes shot open by the sudden statement. he left her all alone while she was pregnant? why didn't it registered to him that she was indeed pregnant at those times? especially when he manage to do it with his wife? how stupid can he be to not know the possibilities? now he wonders what their child looked like then again... taeyeon mentioned about her daughter in the chatroom, what was her name again? minky? minkyung? indeed, that was her name. is it possible that she's his daughter? probably... what does she look like though? he knows very well that she had grown up, after all, it's been eight centuries now.

he felt her pull away from him, his glassy orbs now in contact with her own. his answer was a shake of his head, "i made it, wrote it..." he gave her a tight-lipped smile, was it the time already for her to know? yes, she deserves it and he wants to fix the holes he had caused in their hearts. "taeyeon ―" he suddenly shook his head at the name, "iie... tomo." he was now speaking in his old native tongue, his hands were now cupping her face as his eyes looked at her in a fond way, laced with sadness and hurt as well. "it's me... i'm mikage, i've came back." he breathes out. "aitai..."

'i miss you.'

"i'm so sorry that i left you and never came back all those years."

@mingyu k。ᵐᵉᵗᵉᵐᵖˢʸᶜʰᵒˢⁱˢ everything went in a blur for taeyeon. her mind was playing with her but she knew it was real. why must she keep on recalling the things she should have forgotten completely? should she blame the man she just met just because they have the same eyes? she can't. inari never cried in front of a stranger, specially when she was feeling immense pain. someone like her with the capability of destroying the world is now crumbling, her hyper and loud facade melted down and the real fox goddess has been revealed.

「don't leave me.. okay?」

「i would never leave you, tomo. never」

"he said he wouldn't leave me.. he promised, mikage said he loves me, but why did he break his vows?" both her hands were on her chest, balled into fists as she cries her heart out. as much as she wants to not shed a tear, it feels like it was the perfect time since she has been having the flashbacks of him. "all I wanted was a peaceful life. a life where i can live as someone normal," her sobs were starting to increase and she could feel her chest constrict in pain. too much pain. taeyeon was not the type to open her heart out. she has been shutting everyone out ever since then, even her daughter. she was scared, she was afraid of what might happen. that if her daughter stays with her, the child would have to take care of a crazy mother. a depressed woman who wanted nothing else but her husband to be back. "i fought the kamis for him.. i didn't want to come back in the heavens for mikage," her eyes stung with sad tears, throat clogging up at the heavy feeling she was experiencing.

the words mingyu was saying registered in her. why can't she blame herself? does he know everything? did he know what happened? it made her think and she should be angry but she didn't have the energy. all that is coming out of her was the immense aching of her heart. it needed healing, and now that the pandora's box has opened, she thinks it'll be hard for her again to forget him. mingyu was there, in town, practically a doppelganger of her late husband.

she had a lot of questions, for herself, for him, for everything else. "but he was not a dream.. he was the sweetest nightmare i ever had, and now i think.." she inhaled and let her head rest on his shoulder, her tears staining the blue fabric. "i think i'm having the nightmares again, bad dreams, bad memories, but they're beautiful," it was ironic enough for taeyeon to recognize that whatever her memories of him shows up, it would be bad and will make her chest pound but at the same time, they were beautiful. "i was so scared, even now. i have no one to approach, no one protected me when i was alone, i am goddess but why am i so weak? is there something wrong with me? is it because i feel for a human? is fate punishing me for the rebellion i did to that gods?"

「you know.. what if somewhere out there, there is another world? that would be cool right?」

「tomo, you are already my world, we don't need another one.」

「i- i was just saying.. sweet talker.」

"make it stop!!" she bawled even more and covered her ears, head shaking as she tries to make to images disappear. 'no more!' she thought. love and sorrow, the twins. was she really being punished? why is this happening? why now? why with a man who seems to be so much like mikage? why? in that moment, all was loss. her world collapsed the moment she woke up in the morning without husband next to her. at first she thought he was joking around, pranking her since he loved to joke around. so put it aside. however, when the night came, her worries started to increase. she kept asking herself where is he and why is he still not home. taeyeon tried to contact him lots of times but his phone was resting on her things. his clothes were still there and nothing was changed. but her husband never came back.

"i waited and waited, for at least a letter to know where he is, or if he found someone else and grew t-tired of me. i keep waiting for him every night," she stopped her sentence and looked straight into the familiar eyes, "but he never came."

her knees wobbled and her figure dropped down in front of mingyu, her tails weakly swinging around while her ears dropped low. "i tried to look for him, my heart screamed for his name and i even asked help from above to help me find my dearest love," her voice started to croak, her once voice of a nightingale now tainted with the loneliness and sufferings of a woman who fell in love and got abandoned.

「can you sing for me?」

「you're a better singer than i am, tomo.」

「but.. i want you to sing your song for me..」

「..fine. i'll sing, now come closer.」

the warmth of the man's embrace engulfed her but at the same time, it felt all to.. surreal. like it was home, like it was him. mikage. mingyu hugged her like how mikage would before and along with the memory she just received, she almost screamed her cries. "please make this stop.. please.." she begged as a sign of giving up to herself. it was the same internal battle she always feels. her nails dug in her palm, possibly wounding them at the force she had just made. her habit ever changed and that was a habit mikage didn't like but managed to make her stop before. because he was always there for her.

'you're not here anymore..'

it hit her straight in her chest like a spear, the fact that he wasn't there but rather mingyu is made her suffer even more. was she even supposed to accept the stranger's hug? she already did. she was crying, she was falling down again in a deeper abyss. the fox managed to climb herself up back before, but now.. 'it won't be easy..'

his voice soothed for a while but she still cried hard on his shoulders, her tears flowing down like a waterfall. it never stops. "you're here... and it's him i want. but he'll never come back.. right?" she looked at him with heavy eyes. the bead trickled down the apples of her cheeks and her nose was getting redder each second. she was so hurt. "you know.. you're starting to sound like him," she smiled sadly, tears still streaming down her face. what should she do? like a great rush of water, memories keep coming back to her.

「mi..mikage? where are you?」

「......」

「anata... mikage-kun?」

「he'll come back.. i know it.」

her head pounded with another pain, her tears never stopping at the memory that happened each night after he left. "we were happy, so very happy.. we had a garden, we baked cookies- well he did. our home was very beautiful. he made sure every plant was watered and everything is clean. he would cook for me while i would remove his fatigue. it was perfect..mingyu.. he was the perfect man i ever met. i loved him dearly, i kept him close. i took his words, i buried his vows in my heart.. but.." she stopped before continuing, her next words almost a whisper of the wind, "but why did he leave? was i not enough? i thought we could make a family. funny.. after a few days he left.. i knew i was pregnant with our child.. we took two years, we had prepare and that night, when i knew i was bearing fruit, i was desperate for him. i tried looking fro mikage all over japan i-" she couldn't finish her sentence more and just buried her face on his chest.

she was about to speak again when she heard a familiar tune. it was all too familiar.. one of a kind. it was the only thing that kept her at night. to make her sleep while she keeps on praying that he will indeed come back. her crying instantly stopped but her eyes were wide, her voice couldn't be heard and although her tears were still rolling on her cheeks, she could feel her heart beat in an insane amount of speed.

'no.. it can't be..'

while he sings, a memory flashed. each night when tomo was fidgety and being a worry-wart, mikage would always, /always/ embrace her. much like what mingyu was doing to her right now. his voice.. it was too much. it gave her too many notions that it might be possible that mingyu is mikage. but how? she didn't believe it too easily. 'but the song.. our song..'

「anata o hontoni aieimasu, mikage..」

「i love you, tomo. always.」

now what would she do? she pulled away from him, her eyes still producing the beads of water as the roll down her cheeks, faster this time. "m-mingyu.. where did you hear that song?" she backed away a bit, afraid of what answer she might here. whatever it was, it would probably hurt her more but she wanted to know. "you.. that's my mikage's song, wha-" with her wobbly knees, she stood up at looked down at him. "how did you know that song?" her chest started to give her constrictions, the pain making her chest heave and her hands both clutched her middle. she was shaking and the fact that his eyes stared at her while she waits for an answer wasn't any help.

"..mingyu?"

@taeyeon k。ᵃˡᵖʰᵃᶠᵒˣᵗʳᵒᵗ "as this world rotates, my only wish is that i would make you happy." he remembers how he had sang this to her, just to make her smile. "the tears that i hid from you, are now left in my world" now he felt bitterness in his tongue as he sings further. "right now, i am here embracing you, forgive me for hurting your heart..." his voice quivered as he sang, "right now, i am right here, to never let go of your hand again here in the story of our life..." he wished this could deliver her the words he wanted to say.

'i'm here and i won't leave anymore, this i promise you.'

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@taeyeon k。ᵃˡᵖʰᵃᶠᵒˣᵗʳᵒᵗ "i see..." he softly nodded his head, she already told him that she chose to forget the memories she has for him. it made him internally frown but he couldn't blame her for doing so, his disappearance only gave her unpleasant feelings. little did he know that he left her while carrying their child, he had long wanted a child of his own but he wasn't sure when he'll be ready for it. he oddly remembers how he can't really do it with her by the time of their honeymoon, he wasn't ready just yet, there was no actual reason for his fear and hesitation but his wife was so patient with him that it took him two years just to be prepared and finally they made a union, to become one and for them to make a new life but he just ran away, leaving her all alone with the child inside her. he has no idea that minkyung's actually his own.

what could have been the verdict if he didn't leave? there's so much possibilities but he was sure that they could have lived a happy life being a complete family but then again, they can't be completely happy especially when mingyu's still in aphrodite's wanted list. until now, he's still being searched for, he has to be killed according to the greek goddess.

emerald and lapiz lazuli orbs stared at the kitsune, noticing how her eyes was getting watery, is she alright? what's going on? his mouth gaped at her confession, yes he remembers it so well that they met each other while she was wearing this yukata of hers. he pursed his lips, keeping his mouth shut, scared that he'll leak information a little too soon. he just listened to her attentively, heart hammering onto his ribcage as memories burst out in his mind. on the night they have met, he showed her around since she said she was kinda lost, he was an extrovert in that life of his, he offered to give her a good time since he was very much familiar around the area and knows the things they could do for fun and experience.

「have you tried eating taiyaki before?」

「i don't think so...」

「what? really? that's a shame, you should try them since they're one of the most popular food to eat at a festival!」

he remembers it so well on how happy they were at that night alone, she thanked him afterwards that he really did showed her a good time around which the male only replied with a flushed face and told her there was no need to thank him. at that night, a friendship bloomed between them, he didn't know that it would become something much more than that, it was unexpected when he fell for her, having romantic feelings towards someone was a bit weird, last time he felt that, it was forced. he was in denial for a few months not until he finally accepts it and on the spring season of may, while they were under the cherry blossom tree in full bloom, full moon on sight in the sky, he confessed to her while giving her flowers, black and royal blue roses that he himself have grown somewhere around the forest he lives next to. their love story was very much cliche, the clichiest of all but it was worth remembering and cherishing but he guesses, for tomo, it isn't, not anymore.

"does he bake too?" he asked, it was stupid, really. asking if he /himself/ bakes as well, but what can he do? he couldn't just straight up tell her that it was him, it would mess her up. "it's fine." he smiled and didn't add up more, temptation was lurking in, he wants her to know that he's back but again, he can't... he just /can't/. "huh? oh no, no... not at all." he shook his head in disagreement, sure she was acting rather strange but then again, so much emotions was leaking through, he can't blame her for suppressing them and now, they're finding their way out from her. "i see then." he didn't believe her, it was obvious that she wasn't really okay. but what can he even do? nothing, he can't do anything for her.

「tomo, i'm sorry...」

he always whispered those words at the night sky while still being in japan and having new identities like mitsuo and mizuki, he cried himself every night when he remembers the night he had left her. he didn't want to leave but... but it was for her sake, her safety, that's why he had to run away. but he should have at least left a note right? or even told her about it, but no. his mind was messy to even be rational about it, worst decision ever. as the night increases, his tears decreased up to the point he can't cry anymore, that he was unable to cry anymore but now that his wife was in front of him and memories were coming back to him, he felt like crying once again after centuries of holding it in. he wants to hold her and kiss her on the spot, but held himself from doing so.

he saw it, he definitely saw the tears from her eyes, his concern towards her growing. "yeah... i guess so?" he pretended like he didn't saw it, that he didn't saw the tears. has he seen tomo cried before? he tries to think of it and yes, she cried a lot of times while being together but those tears were different from the tears that she was showing currently. she only cried when she was happy back then but right now, she definitely wasn't crying due to happiness rather it was... sadness. he wants to lean in and wipe it away with his hand.

"really? that's... that's nice to know." giving her a soft expression with the words, 'i know' stuck in his throat. he knows very well that the cookies he just baked were her favorite, that's why he always bake them to either eat them by himself or maybe give them for free whenever a customer visits his greenhouse garden to buy a plant from him. he couldn't really sell them that's why he just give them away, most specially children since he was very fond of them, he likes how their face would lit up just by taking a bite from the cookies he had made. he wished to have a child of his own, he wished he had a child with tomo but he'll just leave them both, won't he? he already did that, he just, doesn't acknowledge the existence of his daughter who is now all grown up.

「if ever we'll have a child, what do you want them to be? a boy? or a girl?」

「honestly.. i wouldn't even care about gender, as long as they'll have your eyes and smile. i want them to remind me of you.」

「i- don't you mean yours? you have such pretty eyes though, prettier than mine...」

「i doubt that they'll even inherit my eye color, it's pretty rare.」

they talked about having a child before and tomo had no idea that his eyes weren't his natural eye color, he doesn't even remember what were his natural eye color before it, probably the dull and typical brown eye color perhaps. or maybe blue? since he was european, most people in europe does have either brown or blue eyes, either are possible, he shouldn't think about it so much.

it was painful to watch her cry while he was just sitting there, doing nothing about it. "i wanted to come back to her, really... but i wasn't so sure if she was still alive, i left her for so long, too long that i just assumed she's dead by now." but proven wrong because she's here in front of him, the tomo he was talking about was right in front of him, crying because of /him/. "i should have left a note or at least told her my reasoning before leaving, at least by then, she wouldn't be heartbroken, right? for a husband to just leave the next day is the most scariest thing that a wife would have to encounter, no trace, just nothing as if he was an illusion, a dream you just suddenly woke to... am i right?"

「 i promise to be there for you, in cold winter mornings, to warm you, on soft springs to watch our love grow, in our summers to play in the light of the sun, and in our autumn to kiss your fingers and say, it has all been worth it - every moment of our love..」

he remembers his vow to her and he broke it, he left her on a winter night, all alone and cold as their love slowly died, two hearts were broken, but one is much truly damage than the other and that is hers. "you remember?" he was surprised, she finally remembered his name? "i- taeyeon-" he saw how she clenched her hands on her chest, is he really breaking her heart so much? this much? he wished to fix and mend it. right away if possible.

snap.

he stood up from his seat and knelt in front of her, his hands holding her shoulders tightly as possible while also being gentle. "t-" he almost called her by her past them, "taeyeon..." he searched for her eyes, seeing how flooded up they were with tears that poured continuously like rain. "i-i'm pretty sure he has his own reasons... please, taeyeon it's not your fault i- please don't cry." he felt his own eyes collecting tears, all he can hear was his own beating heart. "don't blame yourself for his disappearance..."

'don't blame yourself just because i left, i just wanted to protect you and not hurt you...'

without thinking, he pulled her into an embrace, to at least comfort her even though it was strange. her forced laugh wrecked his heart, she's broke, too broken, what has he done to her? with her last statement, mingyu felt himself being in tears. he wants to say it, right now. but can't, he just can't and he hates it, he hates how he /can't/ do the things he should and wanted to do.

'tomo...'

"i'm here, please don't cry..." his voice stuttered as he cried along with her, his words could mean a lot depending on how she views it. but all he wanted to deliver to her is that, he's here for her.

'i miss you so much, please... stop crying, i'm back.'

he bit his lower lips and his eyes close as tightly as he can. tears flowed like the river that was in front of them back in the days he confessed to her. unconsciously, his mouth opened and he started to sing a song that he had always sang to her. especially when she had thoughts of him leaving her, she wasn't wrong after all.

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@mingyu k。ᵐᵉᵗᵉᵐᵖˢʸᶜʰᵒˢⁱˢ "hmm," she nodded as an answer. the clothes were her most favorite pairs when she was still in japan. although she also had no idea why she decided to bring it with here in magnolia, it was something she treasured. like how she feels with the love of her life. "i guess so? i don't remember much.." her honesty was superb and to think that she was being too unguarded with a man she just met made her want to burn herself. funny, since she had done that before but was stopped by another kami. while she was studying the yukata she is wearing, her eyes went to his clothes. the stain of the tea evident from earlier's accident. however, that was the least of her worries. her vision went black and a strobe of light her thoughts.

「are you okay?」

another memory came back and it made her almost tear up. 'not again..' she said in her thoughts. she could almost hear her husband's voice, it was muffled but she knew it was him. everything was being so cruel for taeyeon and she doesn't know if her heart could take it anymore. "t-to be honest, it's what i wore when i met him.. my husband," her voice was quiet and soft, eyes focused on the teacup she was holding in her hands. she knew it was disrespectful if one doesn't make eye contact when talking, but fear took over her. what if something suddenly comes back to her again when she looks at his eyes? "i could faintly remember that i bumped into him at a festival, i was wearing this exact same outfit. it was cliche," she managed a small laugh while remembering how she had just met her husband. it was a beautiful memory of hers. she was in the surface for a while back, and she went to the summer festival after visiting her own shrine. her tails were hidden and so was her ears, but a kitsune mask hung on her tied golden hair. as she was looking around and appreciating the beauty of the place, she didn't realize that she had just collided with her future husband that time.

there were too many buried memories, why is she suddenly recalling everything with him? that was something she still didn't know. each picture was a blur for her, of course, she made herself forget him. or maybe at least forgot the memories that she deemed incomparable. "you bake? why does it seem like you're him?" she joked but little did she know, she was talking to the man who is really the man who had left her centuries ago. "kidding, i just.. you remind me so much of him, i'm sorry," from her sweet tune, it changed to something full of sorrow. she didn't want to remember him.. not now.. she was not ready. she is supposed to wish him luck right? or at least treasure every memory as a good one. but taeyeon held it so deep, the abyss she fell into was so deep down. because when she finally tried to be normal and live a somewhat peaceful life, it ended too quick. he was the only man she had and will ever love. until the present, he still holds her heart. "pardon me, i'm being too weird i- what? oh," formed an o when she registered that he had just asked her a question. "i think i'm fine, thank you." the goddess took a sip of her tea, which became cold from the thinking she had just done but she didn't mind. since nothing could compare to the time she had felt the cruel night breeze the next day he left.

「i miss you, everyday.」

"ah," she raised a hand to her head and winced. her memory of saying how much he misses him every night flooding her. the beating of her heart became fast and her eyes started to water. she missed him, even until now. taeyeon might be saying a lot of things about her husband in the chatroom but.. the female misses him a lot. blinking the tears away, she put the teacup down and wished that mingyu didn't see what had just took place. "oh, you're here quite longer than me.." she said as if nothing happened.

「tomo! i'm making us a garden!」

her ears perked up and her silver blue eyes looked around the place silently. it was so random. he was talking about how he loved plants, and flowers. her hands balled into fists by her lap, the bell on her wrists ringing. the fox goddess swallowed a big lump of air, before garnering the courage to look at him, again. she felt herself being drowned by the two beautiful colors of his eyes. would her husband be reincarnated and remember her? she don't think so.. she hid her identity that she was inari since she wanted a more peaceful life. only that when she thought everything was going fine, he had to leave.

"i appreciate your concern, and the tea was great. so are the cookies.. much like my favorite ones," she grabbed another piece with a tight-lipped smile, a forced one that is. she knew the man was trying to help, but why does she still feel.. empty? and even more bothered. she felt more and more confused. why is everything being so coincidentally directing her back to remembering him? did she like it? maybe, maybe not. it took her centuries before she could even move to another place. does she even have the strength to go back to where it all started back in japan? how funny, since she would always try to but ends up running to the forest and stare under the moonlight to cry. her question was probably too much that she saw him stop and get nervous. why though? she tilted her head as she waits for an answer, some of her tails already looking forward to the story.

「i made your favorite cookies, my wife!」

she took a deep breathe at the sudden thought. her hands balling tighter at the random popping of her past. she wants it to stop. 'not now, please..' it was an internal battle for herself, always had been. her eyes watched him open his mouth while she stops the tears from flowing and saw him choke up his voice, a certain line caught her. 'leave her,' her mind repeated. her thoughts then decided to play with her again. series of memories keep on flashing in her mind that it made her straighten her back, feeling uncomfortable from all the sudden reminiscing. she didn't do anything nor nothing has triggered her. or is there? her eyes landed back at the young lad, her chest pounding with pain and it's quiet screams of longing and sorrow for the man she once knew in her life. "really?.. you didn't come back to her?" she almost whispered, her tiny voice was a silent shout for herself. the event reminded her so much of him. was it coincidence? possibly, that's what she said to herself. she didn't want to think about it for a while but the memories keeps on bothering her.

「what's your name.. miss?」

「t-tomo..」

「that's a pretty name. i'm mikage.」

the memory was so vivid that she unconsciously held her chest, her heartstrings tugging in pain. for the first time in centuries, she remembers his name. when she tried to say it in her mind, her breath hitched. "i just remembered his name," she said out loud but her voice was still small. she didn't care anymore. it was all too much and she feels like she just wants to go. her hand clenched on her chest. the memory going over and over her mind while the tears started to peek in her fox eyes again. her ears and tails drooped low, as if her strength got out of her body.

「mikage-kun! do you have any cookies?」

"no please stop.." another flash came and it made her whimper. she couldn't be bothered anymore if he was watching her. each second became too hard for her, like she couldn't breathe. her head was starting to feel dizzy and she looked at him again. "mingyu..." she said his name for the first time. it rolled out from her tongue naturally like it was already familiar with her buds, then the tears that was threatening to flow finally rolled down her cheeks. her orbs glinting with the same amount of sorrow she felt all this time. "i miss him.. i miss him so much... w-why did he leave? did he die because of me? because i didn't tell him i was inari? would it make a difference if had just been honest?"

it felt as if she was talking to the man she keeps mentioning but that wasn't the case. she thinks it was different (ironically enough it really was him). "you're like him, so much like him, i don't even know why i decided to meet you when you're the perfect carbon copy of my husband," she sobbed and managed to laugh but with bitterness. her eyes roamed around the greenhouse again, reminding her of her man who loved plants and everything green. one more look at him, she smiled sadly while she sheds her tears. "i miss him.. i miss him so much.. i miss my mikage.."

@taeyeon k。ᵃˡᵖʰᵃᶠᵒˣᵗʳᵒᵗ while keeping a close eye on her, he didn't asked her if she was okay when he saw her face contorted with slight pain. even if he wanted to, he didn't have much of a courage to do so, he kept his mouth shut about it. "does it? i guess it just means a lot for you then?" as if he doesn't even know why the yukata was somehow special to her, holding so much memories. he remembers it too vividly that she wore the same outfit when they first met at the summer festival that night. the place was very much crowded, he remembers the dull leaden-blue color yukata he had worn, it was simple and it reflected him, those days he was a simple man even until now. he had a traditional dog god mask that was just sitting on the side of his head, while walking around the area. his eyes had always given so much attention which made him wear the mask completely to hide his face, he remembers how he bumped into a certain girl that wore a yukata that suited her, black fabric decorated with white and red flowers, he was captivated for a moment there before he snapped out from reality, having to ask if she was okay. his memory ended there when the other spoke, grabbing him back to focus.

"uh, there's no need to thank me i was just... being sincere about it, yeah.." offering a toothy smile that reveals his canines before looking down on the cookies he had made, he remembers how he would always give tomo a bag of them from the little store they always go to until he decided to imitate them, make a batch for her instead of buying them from another person. he wish to go back to those times where he saw her smile, where he made her happy from the simplest of gestures but now he thinks that whenever she even tries to think of him, only pain was felt into her heart. he deserved to be blamed on for her hurt, he caused it and he should fix it as soon as possible but not right now, he needs time, /they/ need time before an actual action gets taken in place.

his gaze goes back to taeyeon that was in front of him, sitting on the opposite side, her actions were rather odd so he couldn't help but ask her for real this time. "are you okay?" he gave her a concerned look, she definitely has something in mind that he probably knows what it is or maybe he doesn't but still, all he wanted to know if she was really alright after all, she's still his wife even though only he has this acknowledgement, he still cares and dare he says, loves her all these years that he vowed onto himself to not fall in love again and that he did, he avoided having any romantic affairs with any other women, no matter how tempting it was, he made himself loyal to her because just for falling, he felt he had cheated on her already.

"for how long?" he repeated her query, "25 years because that's my current age right now." he was going to add some stuffs but he stopped himself, he just needs to answer it in the simplest way not making it complicated because he knows himself, he'll ramble until he tumbles and leak out information.

yes, he's actually 25 years old and had gained his memories just 7 years ago. currently working as a nursery and greenhouse worker, the whole place is owned by him when his father in this present life of his had passed it down to him. family? he doesn't have one anymore, he lost both of his parents and little sister in an accident that occurred 4 years ago, tragic that reincarnation isn't his only curse (he wants to call it a curse) but also losing his family whenever he's in his early 20's because back in greece, he lost his family due to aphrodite. she doesn't know how selfish she can be, she wanted no competition that's why she just had to take away one of his most prized possessions before forcefully making him fall in love with her. what did he do to deserve it all? to deserve such curse and continuous pain? dying and being alive once more just to have it in a more intense way? he just wanted to live a normal life for once but no, he can't. fate has a grudge on him but he mentally begs for fate to go easy on him this time, it's been centuries since he finally get to be reunited with his love but this situation of theirs was rather complicated. but believe him when he says all he wanted to do was hug her right now but he can't... he can't bring himself to do so, it's a bit wrong. why would a stranger just hug you?

"purpose? well... like i said, i just wanted to make you feel better by all means, though i don't even know if i'm doing a good job in doing so and honestly, no need to thank me again i just wanted to do this." he takes a hold of his cup with the use of his index finger and thumb, bringing the ceramic near his lips to take a sip. a soft sigh left his tiers as he sets the teacup down on it's plate, making a clink sound. mingyu was about to answer her but she was already shooting her the question, he wasn't even a tiny bit surprised that she asked him that, it was bound for her to be curious about it but it still kinda caught him off guard. he looks down and stared at the surface of the mahogany table as if it was the most interesting thing to look at right now. "i-" he felt like he was suddenly choking on air but he forced himself to talk, does he want to lie a bit? or does he want to be fully honest? definitely the latter because he doesn't want to lie to her especially when he remembers his promise back then.

「i'll never lie to you nor leave you.」

he broke one already, he doesn't want to break another. "i did i got married and still am." the demi-god gave her a sad smile when his eyes averted from the smooth surface of the table and back to her sliver blue-ish orbs, tomo had eyes that reminded him of the chocolates he used to give her a lot as a present, maybe it was a disguise as well but either of them suited her, her disguised ones and her true ones. "but i had to do something, i had to..." he visibly gulped, adam's apple bobbing on his throat. "leave her for her own sake, not wanting her to be involved in a mess that i didn't made but still got caught up with it." he held his tears that were threatening to collect in his eyes, he needs to be strong but he can feel himself crumbling especially the memory of him waking up from his slumber that faithful night. his face drenched with sweat, heart pounding against his chest when he got awoken from a night or more like a memory of him being killed brutally, he knows that the ones who wants him dead were getting near and he knows very well that he has to run by then, hide away once more. tomo was just sleeping by his side by then, her visage painted with peace. he doesn't know what to do, he doesn't want them to take her away from him so what did he do? he ran out from their home after giving her a kiss on the forehead while she was sleeping with tears running through his face, it was the hardest decision he had made.

「i'm sorry, i'm sorry... but i had to do it for me to protect you.」

@mingyu k。ᵐᵉᵗᵉᵐᵖˢʸᶜʰᵒˢⁱˢ to say that he wasn't being adorable would be a lie, the male was being quite clumsy and she found it cute. she has a weak spot for cute things, since she is a clumsy one herself. however, taeyeon was being overly calm for someone with a mischievous personality, and she knew that. how come she just went all low for this man? she didn't know herself. the way he stuttered was endearing, but when he complimented her on the yukata she was wearing her head pounded with pain, making her close her eyes. a memory flashed in her mind. an image of a male with the same jade and lapiz orbs that glinted with so much emotions.

「that's a beautiful yukata, tomo-san.」

it was no doubt the purposely erased memory of her man. she opened her eyes only to be greeted with the same pair. her heart ached. 'no, no, focus taeyeon. it's just a coincidence,' she convinced herself that it was all the games of fate challenging her (and probably another kami who wants to see her suffer). "t-thank you, i didn't know this was still okay to be honest, it uh, gives me so much memories, apparently," she managed to answer at least and gave a small smile, the memory haunting her at the back of her mind. something has gotten into her that made her want to wear the same fabric again. centuries has passed and the yukata still held the most strong emotions she could notion. it held a lot of memories, like what she had just remembered a while ago. was it because she wore this? or was it because there was another man who is so much like him? no one really knows the answer, neither does she. she was as clueless as a newborn child.

"oh right, ari- i mean, thank you," she mumbled to herself, almost speaking in her original tongue. even to herself, she knows she was acting weird. reaching out for a piece, her golden tails instantly swished. like it has it's own mind when she eats baked goodies. opening to taste the treat, the saccharine flavor of the cookie hit her like a ball that has been hit by a baseball bat. home run. it tasted somewhat...familiar. like she had eaten something like this. her ears twitched and another headache her, this time, her eyes wide open while looking at the cookies. a man was smiling to, in his hands were a bag of cookies that she smelled when he opened. it was her. in a place where she probably met him beforehand. everything was too much to take for taeyeon that she quietly grabbed on the seat.

"huh? right, take a seat! i-i'm sorry! something keeps on going inside my head i- what were you saying?" she gave him a sheepish laugh, her eyes telling otherwise. it was flooding with anxiety, worry. it bothered her too much. after contemplating and managing to remember what he had just said about this place, she took a seat on the opposite chair and made sure her tails settled down. they drooped on the backrest as if they were cloths. "so you've been for how long?" she asked the demi-god. for some reason, she found herself staring back at his orbs. she was drawn and it made her chest pound.

flash.

another image of his wondrous eyes flashed on her mind that made her mentally curse herself. 'stop..please,' fragments kept on getting back. she doesn't want to. inari tried so hard to intentionally forget about everything and it's all coming back to her in a wrong time. he's dead (she thinks he is). looking back, she never was sure if he was a human or not. she didn't care, she loved he man too much to even poke her nose in his private life before. yes they are married, but she didn't want to put him in the spotlight that time. since she herself hid in her shadows, posing as a normal being who just wants a normal life. at least for once.

"s-so uh.. what is the purpose of this? i mean, i have to thank you for the kind offer," she softly said her fingers digging on her palm in reflex, a habit of hers when she is either nervous or scared. "can i say something?" she asked and didn't even let him answer her before continuing her query. "what- i- wait uhm.. you said you got married.. right? or did you? something about a girl named tomo? what happened?" she was asking an impossible question. and for a woman as oblivious as her and as stubborn as her nature, taeyeon wouldn't really want to believe that there was something really odd about everything that has been happening. somehow, somewhere at the back of mind, she wished the man was still alive. or at least this guy she is with knows him or practically related. little did she know, it really is him. the man who made her fall.

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@taeyeon k。ᵃˡᵖʰᵃᶠᵒˣᵗʳᵒᵗ "i- yeah, i just..." his hand raised up and now on his nape, rubbing it in a sheepish manner. hiding the fact he's a bit embarrassed of what just happened, and for a moment, he swears he saw her lips twitched to spill out something or make it into a smile, how come she stopped herself? it wasn't like he'll be bothered if ever she laughed at him, honestly he deserves to be laughed out especially when his clumsy self had shown up all of the sudden. "you just looked lovely in that yukata, it suits you." giving her a sincere pursed smile, he didn't mention that tomo wore a yukata like that but he ended up making a conclusion that it was no coincidence anymore especially with the clothes she was wearing, it's exactly what she wore centuries ago, is it even possible to imitate such design? but what surprised him is that it was in perfect condition from all these years, maybe she didn't wore it again after he left. a familiar pain struck his chest with lingering guilt that almost made him frown but he fought it off, he'll deal with it later when it's time to do so. "do you want to try them?" talking about the cookies he had made, his eyes suddenly landing on her fox features.

mingyu didn't noticed how distracted he was while staring at her tails and ears, he kinda... find them cute and it suited her, a lot. who knew tomo was just inari in disguise? the fact still shakes him and he couldn't really get himself to question her about it, it's not the time and he thinks he has his own explaining to do as well, he knows that the most impact was on him, if only he had the courage to tell her about his identity then maybe, just maybe things are different this time. maybe he didn't need to leave her without causing any heartbreak, depression or even pain, he's able to leave and come back to her but of course, there's a possibility that she'll get stubborn and won't make him leave, that she could handle the ones who wants him dead which he knows she could but he'll be equally stubborn to not let her be involved and promise her that he'll come back to her once he regains his memories. but of course, you can't change the past, there's no going back, this is their current situation now. he snaps out from it when she commented about the place, a smile growing on his lips. "thanks, i've been taking care of this place ever since i was little but now passed down on me by my uh well... mortal father." this information alone would definitely throw her off that he's her husband in a young body, does he even want her to think that he wasn't him? no, he wants her to realize it's him but in a subtle manner that doesn't require any verbal confirmation, he wants her own memories to make her realize. if ever it was truly her and his beliefs would stick up to it until proven wrong.

noticing how she was the one getting distracted by his eyes, maybe she's in thoughts if he was her husband or not but information like him being a demi-god had her assumptions crumbling down, he badly wants to tell her that it's him, it's really /him/ just that he never told her his true identity that made her think he was actually a human back then. but now that he thought about it, he remembers not even confirming he's a human or maybe he did when she first asked about his strange eye colors, it wasn't even common for any asian (he's originally european) to have blue or green eyes, did he really convinced her that it's just some genetic mutation like how it's currently known as heterochromia? maybe, but he can't really grab it out if he really did or was she the one to assume he's human despite his unique feature? either are plausible anyways. "how rude of me- please, do have a seat." he said just for him to snap her out from distraction whilst gesturing on one of the chairs. he started pouring tea on both teacups, setting them on each side where the seats are before he sat down himself. he wasn't even sure how to make a conversation considering he wasn't really social (currently) even though he was kinda friendly and talked to everyone on the first day in the imperial app, but he wasn't much a person as of now to have friends or such, in this new life, he developed the characteristics in being an ambivert with a more introverted side, he likes people but he still prefers being on his own, he enjoys company whenever. but tomo ― he meant taeyeon was the first he ever invited, was fate finally being kind to him once again or will this be another destruction? he doesn't want to damage her much more especially when she's still in the process of healing. he wants her to be okay before he spill the tea but of course, he wants her to be the one to realize it without him telling her directly.

@mingyu k。ᵐᵉᵗᵉᵐᵖˢʸᶜʰᵒˢⁱˢ c l a n k.

her head instantly whipped at the source of the sound, her bells chiming at the sudden turning she did. at the other side of the place, she saw the man frantically catch the cookies, his face frowning at something. head tilting to the side, she just realized he was also carrying cups of tea, since she could see stains on his blue polo. ‘that must have hurt’, she thought. “are you.. alright?” despite the sudden accident, taeyeon thought it was quite entertaining. her lips twitched for a second before she stopped herself. he is a man, and a stranger, why would she laugh in front of him? that would be rude. the goddess studied his features, her orbs scintillated when she caught glimpse of his emerald and sapphire eyes. it was all too familiar for her, the nostalgia came flooding on her whole physique. the goddess shakes herself out of her reverie, approaching the taller male while her hands went behind her back, fingers fiddling with each other in anxiousness. her tails were also moving a lot but she managed to make them calm down to not destroy any plants she passes by. her nose whiffed the aroma of tea and freshly baked cookies (thank heavens for her amazing sense of smell), the fragrance entering her nose like an addicting perfume. “oh, they look delicious!” was she being overly calm and not her usual hyper self lile in the chat? yes. she mentally slapped herself for showing her true colors at the young one who is probably looking at her weirdly or in amusement. who would think that the crazy inari has actually a calm, reserved side?

however, when she talks, she couldn’t look at him in the eyes. she was scared. those pairs reminded her too much of him, and it made her heart ache. the past centuries has been really hard for her, very hard. and now it looks like as if fate was playing with her, making a man show up who basically is almost the reincarnation of her husband. for taeyeon, that would be a one in a million chance. he was a human (or at least that’s what she thought), and humans die. so there might be a possibility that he is deceased and is probably in another side of the world. however, his eyes, she still couldn’t face him. would that be disrespectful? she doesn’t know. “you have a nice place by the way,” she mused, looking around the area, her lighter orbs landing on the small fishpond. little fishes swam around the water, some flower petals floating above the liquid. unconsciously, taeyeon looked up at the male, garnering enough courage to look at his face in a closer angle. her breathe hitched. ‘his eyes looks so much like my husband’, the smaller woman blatantly stared at the eyes, its colors hypnotizing her in another level.

she keeps on convincing herself that he was not of course, her husband. that’ll be messed up and she wouldn’t know how to react. inari is an oblivious goddess at times, specially when it comes to love. that word makes her mad. as she managed to strip her eyes away from his, she could feel her heart beat at least one mile per second. the resemblance indeed was uncanny but she didn’t let it get to her, she reminded herself to not be distracted by his eyes. he is a demigod. that was already a confirmation for her, at least for her, that she wasn’t the male she had long fell in love with, and still do.

@taeyeon k。ᵃˡᵖʰᵃᶠᵒˣᵗʳᵒᵗ it would be a lie if he said he didn't know what he was doing, to invite a total stranger in his workplace as well as home would be a very absurd idea but his reasoning could be accepted, right? having only two intentions towards her: one, to at least comfort her in a much physical and interactive way, and two is for him to confirm something. this two reasoning of his only has one root and that is her life story that he manage to extract from her without even knowing much on where it was leading but when it was getting too deep, he felt how his heart beat turned from normal into an erratic pace when fox goddess mentioned that the she once used tomo as a name while being at the surface, the name giving her such negativity due to the event that had occurred in which she told him that it was because the man he fell in love with just run away centuries ago (his heart was pierced by pain when he heard this, he didn't knew that it would affect her so much). it can't just be a coincidence, oh no he's not that oblivious to not read between the lines that taeyeon or inari is in fact tomo, all the pieces are coming in together but of course, he has to confirm it before he claims out his assumption that's why he invited her, he wanted to see her face-to-face even though he can't remember past faces just names and other stuffs.

being by the kitchen just at the right part of the greenhouse, mingyu had finally finished setting up the teapot, teacups and cookies (in which he just baked earlier this day) on plate on the tray and taking it along with him as he exited the room and into the greenhouse, just on time when he felt a presence that entered the area which he knew right away was his visitor. having to be extra careful that he won't be dropping what he was holding, his multi-colored eyes were locked on the ground but they averted away when he caught someone by his peripheral vision having to lift his head up and look at the figure that was at the opposite side of the little pond that separated the side of the greenhouse garden. his eyes grew wide when he saw the yukata that she was wearing, it was too familiar to him ― that's what tomo had wore when they first met as well as when he confessed to her under the cherry blossom tree at a spring time season. with him being too focused on her he didn't took notice of the small rock in front of him that made him trip and drop what he was holding but thanks to his reflex and time of reaction, he manage to catch them all on the tray, a small amount of chamomile tea splashed on his light blue button up polo which resulted him to hiss from the heat it delivered onto his skin beneath the fabric. he quickly regained himself and put the tray down on the table beside him, coughing to clear his throat a bit. he was sure that the happening caught the other's attention already, her eyes probably on him.

@mingyu k。ᵐᵉᵗᵉᵐᵖˢʸᶜʰᵒˢⁱˢ it never did occur to taeyeon that she has been confined to the closed doors of her home. although taking a few runs seem to be her hobby, meeting someone from the same town would the first. the goddess didn’t even meet her daughter yet, but here she is, strolling down the lower town to see a man who coincidentally, and oddly, resembles her past lover. how would she react? she doesn’t know herself. when she was checking the male’s profile, the familiarity of the blue and green orbs hit her like a truck. it was too uncanny. it gave her chills that there was someone out there who had her husband’s unique pair of eyes, specially someone here in magnolia.

the sleeves of yukata danced along the light breeze of the area, nearing her destination where the man agreed to see her. “it has been a while since I wore this,” she whispered to herself while she glances down the waistband of her clothes. the red fabric contrasted the black whole of the yukata, with red and white flower prints on them. it was the same yukata she wore during her time with the human she fell in love with. taeyeon didn’t know why but she saw it first thing in her wardrobe so why not try to wear it again? “where was I going– ah!” her walking increased it’s pace, her slippers clanking on the ground aling with the sound of a bell hanging on her neck. that was her trademark. her tails swished along as she ran, ears twitching as she takes sight of the greenhouse. her guard was up, even higher that she usually does. the kitsune didn’t know why the man offered help and wanted to meet her but she granted his request, of course, since she has been feeling down from the topics discussed in the chatroom. taking a deep breath with her heart pounding in her ears, she slipped herself inside the establishment, her ears perking up if soever someone tried to jump on her.

“oh.. no one is here,” the lady mumbled, her hand going up to her hair to fix the messy golden locks. eyes roaming around the place, it gave her good vibes. the plants made her smile, her feet walking on their own as her free hand touches the green leaves and the flowers. “so this is what he does?” staying put at one place, she watched the flowers talk to each other, head tilting at one particular bud of unbloomed red rose. “you have been alone haven’t you?”

@ten l。ᵗᵉⁿᵗᵃᵗⁱᵛᵉ @matthew d。ᵏⁱⁿᵍ-ᵈᵃᵈ "Hey Ten." He greeted his friend before silently watching the witch attempt to treat the Nephilim. At the comment about insides singing, Baekhyun looked at the witch concerned only to relax when he heard it was a good thing. Looking at the tall Nephilim he said "I think you should go back to the shop.. Ten would be able to look after you much better there.." Even though he barely knew the guy, he was worried for his health.

@matthew d。ᵏⁱⁿᵍ-ᵈᵃᵈ dude, that’s so not okay on so many levels. it’s kind of my job to make sure people like you aren’t always ed up.
/watches you closely for a long moment, my lips pursed as i trail my eyes over your face shrouded by your hoodie.
it’s a mild sleeping potion. the worse that’ll happen is that you’ll sleep like a whole day. it’s not a coma inducing one, don’t worry.
/takes the hat from your hand to put back in my jar.
i think you should still come back to my shop though so i can’t keep an eye on you.
/snorts at your words and reaches out to pat your shoulder.
that’s good. it means it’s starting to work.
/pushes myself to my feet and shrugs my bag strap onto my shoulder.
i came here by broomstick but my shop isn’t too far. we can walk there.

@ten l。ᵗᵉⁿᵗᵃᵗⁱᵛᵉ @baekhyun b。ʰʸᵘⁿⁿⁱᵉ⁰⁴ Don't worry about it, man. I'm used to being in this kind of state by now. *waves a hand in dismissal at the both of you, feeling like I'm being worried over unnecessarily and holds up the bottle ten handed me only to inspect the contents once more before I drink it* What if I drink too much of the sleeping potion, what would happen then?
*glances between the two of you before downing what's in my hand in one reluctant gulp* I... don't feel anything yet. Is it supposed to be instant? Oh... that- does not feel normal. It feels like my insides are singing or something