Chapter 3: #8 Soft
I didn't mean to neglect this, but I've been juggling work, stress, and illness, so it's been a struggle to grab onto some inspiration. That being said, I'm not entirely proud of this entry, I think it's a hot mess. My apologies, I'll try and get back on track for all you nice people who've favorited and followed my collection so far. A big thank-you to you all.
{ Hakuryuu-centric, 115 words, g-rating }
There were some things Hakuryuu wished he could forget.
How hard his heart was pumping, as if in an effort to burst free of his chest. The tremor of his hands, that only steadied once the words began to pour out without another thought.
The lurching of his stomach when he saw her face drop.
The dejection and hurt when she refused him. How his anxious, pounding heart began to ache, and the hot, prickling sear behind his eyes as he fended off tears. The wholehearted promise and bittersweet good-bye.
He wished to forget...
But the surprising softness of Morgiana's lips convinced Hakuryuu that even moments of pain and sorrow are worth remembering.