❦ ic room

Not sure what else she could do, the mute girl started looking around for that familiar piano. It seemed like someone has moved it from its original place and put it somewhere else. After finally finding the huge black piano, Jisoo took her seat in front of the black and white keys gently playing her finger along some of them. She started to play random notes slowly finding her way to an old song.

*bites lips while looking around wondering why it is so quiet in here*
*drops to the ground sitting down homing anyone would show up*

Umm yes?
More like what?

Really? I think there’s a bit more to that sentence.

Gosh I miss you guys ♥

hwang hyunjin 3 hours ago Reply
lee minseok 8 hours ago Reply
hm, it’s been far too long...

lee minseok 8 hours ago Reply
hm, it’s been far too long...

hm, it’s been far too long...

/drags myself in here thinking to self what I am supposed to do/

/drags myself in here, shaking my head/
Demons. Angels. They're not real.

@james mcavoy ♕ There’s something akin to fear that runs through his veins, some flash of dark emotion when he feels the head angel’s arms start to loosen. Minsung tightens his own grasp, arms squeezing the angel’s waist, too afraid that if he let go he’ll never feel the embrace again. “...You said.” His words are a little muffled, filtered through James’s shirt and drifting upwards slowly, “you said to show you how much I missed you.” He pauses here, scuffling a little to fix the other with an embarrassed but clear gaze. “Humans, they do that, to their important ones, to show they missed them.”

@kim minsung ♖ it was indeed just a hug that james was expecting to receive and he felt himself only smile more when the other had decided to lazily fall into his invitation. his arms are quick to wrap around minsung's frame when he was sure that nothing else was to follow up afterwards. oh, how sorely wrong he was. nothing prepares him for the sudden kiss brought onto his lips, eyes widening and arms uncoiling themselves from minsung's form but not enough to let him go completely. before james could even say anything, his fellow angel had immediately hidden himself in the embrace they shared and all james could do was blink in utter confusion. it takes a few moments for him to process what had just happened but it eventually gets to him. "...Mind explaining to me what you just did there, darling?"

@james mcavoy ♕ Minsung tilts his head at the request, gaze focused on some area close to, but not quite meeting James's eyes, definitely more than just 'a little shy'. Show how much he missed him...? The angel allowed him to fall into the other's arms, infinitely tame and sweet and embarrassed, but pushed himself up to press a soft kiss against James. And then he was darting down, trying to bury himself in the archangel's embrace.

@kim minsung ♖ a soft smile suddenly appears on the archangel's lips at the sheepishness displayed by the other. "You seem quite shy for simply missing me, love. It's nothing to be ashamed of though." proceeds to open his arms. "Come here and show me how much you actually missed me."

Yoojung enters the area, looking around. "It's oddly quiet today" She muttered under her breath before taking a seat under a shade, pulling out her drawing pad and start to draw on the blank canvas, draw anything that pops into her mind

@james mcavoy ♕ “...I missed you.” Grumbles, looking at the ground as if it was suddenly very interesting.

@kim minsung ♖ blinks, brow raising as he turns to look over to the other. "Yes, Minsung? What is it that you need from me?"

@james mcavoy ♕ Jaaaames.
Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaameeeeeeeeeeees.
...
Michael~

*smells something burning and looks around curiously but finds nothing and shrugs it off*

*appears in the usual blaze of flames, before plopping onto the nearest seat*

That's right.
I mean that as a metaphor. I can see your confusion.
*she runs her fingers through her blonde locks as she continues*
What I'm saying is that I'd like this storm to bring about conversation. Whether they be pleasant talks, fights, arguments, anything really. I'd want this storm to bring something great with it, not more silence, if that makes sense.

A storm of creation?
/he slightly tilted his head to the side as if in thought before shrugging.
That may be the case as well.

*she shifts her gaze over to the angel, lifting her shoulders in a shrug*
I'm really not sure either. Then may it be a storm of creation and not one of destruction, hmm?

/he slightly blinks at the sudden company a bit on guard yet he nods
Don't know if it's a good sign or not.....feels like the quiet before the storm.

It really is, isn't it?
*she points out with a sad expression, a low sigh leaving her lips*
Shame.

It's scarily quiet in here
/he mumbles to himself

...stares

@wu yifan ♜ he takes a deep breath at that, eyes now casting down to the ground as the light glowing from the halo above his head begins to slightly fade. "...Being an angel doesn't make things hurt less, Yifan. I don't enjoy holding a grudge on you, but I have come to realise that emotions make you do things— even if you don't wish to."

@james mcavoy ♕ he tucks his hands deep into his pockets, deep chuckle reverberating from his chest. “I didn’t think you’d hold your grudge for me for this long, James. Aren’t you supposed to be an angel?”

@wu yifan ♜ he dangerously narrows his eyes at yifan, brows furrowing to show his obvious annoyance. "How do you not know how much I detest you? You of all people would know the reason behind it."