{.o3} {Comfort : ღ: Julius Monrey}

She always was so completely fascinated by Julius and his role. She loved watching him fix each clock, viewing it as some sort of beautiful magic that occurred before her. The ticking sound always succeeded in comforting her during her times of greatest internal strife, when she had the most turmoil in her heart.

That was until now.

Now should couldn't even bear to stand it.

Her breath was erratic as she stood out in the middle of the hall, trying her hardest to calm herself down. Her heavy heart ticked in slow, painful speed, feeling like a cumbersome, heavy weight in her chest.

She just couldn't bare to watch Julius fix this one clock. It was almost impossible... at least, without her breaking down into tears.

Soon she raised her head when Julius exited his office, his stolid blue eyes locking onto her completely nonexistent ones.

"It's done."

The faceless girl nodded her head and dropped her gaze, holding her shivering body tightly in her arms. This was all far too much for her... to see someone she cared die? Then have their clock repaired and know they will never be the same once it was fixed?

The faceless girl thought if she had eyes, they would be stinging right now.

She sniffled once, leaning her body against the wall to keep her standing. All remained completely silent.

"...You know you can leave." The girl froze in her place, processing the breadth of his words in her distraught mind. "If you're so discomfited by my presence, you can leave. I won't hold it against you if you hate me now."

"No! I could never hate you, much less leave!" she cried vehemently, snapping her head up to meet his gaze. "That was just part of your role. I cant possibly hate you for something you have no control over. It's not like I can leave when the only person I have now is..."

Her voice suddenly cracked; a low whimper escaped her throat. Without thinking, she flung herself into Julius's arms, trying her hardest not to cry.

At the moment, she didn't care if he did not reciprocate her feelings, if he even minded her being in such proximity to him. She just wanted to pretend for that moment, that she truly meant something to him. She just wanted to be near someone else before she completely broke down inside.

Little did she expect a pair of arms to gradually embrace her.

All of a sudden her body relaxed. Just having him hold her (no matter how hesitant and awkward) and knowing in his own silent way that he truly was there, was enough to comfort her, help relieve her of a fraction of the pain in her heart.

As long as Julius was there, she thought she would be just fine.

Eehh, I liked the idea in my head. Curse you drabble for twisting it into something else! Huzzah for two updates in one day. xD

Thanks for the read!