Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170621183025/@comment-26854056-20170731232318

Those four words were the breaking point for Elijah.

He immediately clutched Jeong's body for dear life, wrapping his hands around his tiny waist and sobbing into the crook of his fragile neck, his body shaking and stuttering with pure relief as he gradually turned beet red.

After letting the words sink in, he cautiously peeled his face away from Jeong's for a moment, a giant smile threatening to dominate his face despite the serious demeanour he was trying, and failing, to display.

"I-I love you too, Jeong." He finally let his attempted facade drop, causing him to laugh against his new lover's skin "Dios Mio, that feels so good to say aloud-"

Without his emotionless facade brooding over his features, Elijah looked more... Cheerful. With tiny traces of dimples hidden under his cheeks and how he would scrunch up his nose every time he smiled. Without his mask, he seemed more... Emotive, finally allowing himself to look at Jeong with a look filled with so much adoration and love that it was almost stifling. His hands tender and soft as he traced over the Korean's bruised skin as if they were worshipping a sacred text, even pouting at some bruises and scars that Jisae and the attacks left as if his sheer determination would erase the entire experience.

He was finally beginning to act human.

Elijah raised his head to look back up at Jeong, his gaze darkening as he pouted, biting his bottom lip in habit as he reached out to brush the hair that fell in front of the Korean's eyes.

"...You need to take your time to heal, Jeong. Don't rush on taking care of yourself.  We will find each other, and that's certain. Just don't drop everything and leave, don't jeopardise your education and social life just because of me."