Oh gosh don't worry about it!
Omg I'm so excited to meet the family! I bet it will be so cute and fun!
Omg I'm so excited to meet the family! I bet it will be so cute and fun!
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If you have an questions or ideas please feel free to get in touch! I also work full time so sometimes my responses can be sporadic.
If I'm not on here writing I will most certainly be playing video games or sucked into a new world reading.
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Haru watched as he put the water to the boil, and she couldn’t help but keep the bright smile on her face as he agreed to bring her along. It would be nice to get out and meet these elders he liked to help, she wanted to be a part of his world and she hoped he wanted the same with her. It was quite sad to hear about the fact they were without relatives and she could only assume that they could feel quite lonely and she knew what that felt like especially growing up as an only child.
However, the whole ordeal of him calling her pretty only furthered her embarrassment especially when he confirmed it. It feels nice… to be complimented. Called pretty by him… my husband. Thinking to herself as she fiddled with her hands finding herself watching him as he prepared the rice. It was strange, she always knew she was going to be married by him that her whole life had been planned out for her. A part of her had been worried, of course there had been stories of arranged marriages that didn’t work. Slightly darker tales that she didn’t want to think of but Chunjiro was different.
I could never picture him hurting me… he is sweet. Caring. Of course, this will work. Though as soon as she thought how it could work her face heated up, flush from embarrassment because a normal working relationship meant other things. Things that she was still embarrassed about.
Coughing slightly as she tried to distract herself her attention fell back onto the rice, “O-Oh! I think that might be a little much… well for me, I guess. Ah b-but we are cooking for two!” Although her eyes widened and she held her hands up shaking them, “N-Not like that! No no. I meant us. Gosh… I’m a little awkward… sorry. Ah…” Back peddling her words as she felt herself get flustered once more, she had never been so nervous, it was strange that she was now sharing her life with someone else.
“W-What I mean is… I don’t eat too much.” Haru stated trying to get her words out, biting the bottom of her lip hoping he wouldn’t think she was a complete and utter fool. I hope he doesn’t think I’m a fool…
“Can I… can I help with anything?” Feeling rather hot under the collar she wanted to help with something to distract herself from feeling so embarrassed. At least if she was doing something it would provide her with the perfect opportunity to focus her mind on whatever task it was.
However, the whole ordeal of him calling her pretty only furthered her embarrassment especially when he confirmed it. It feels nice… to be complimented. Called pretty by him… my husband. Thinking to herself as she fiddled with her hands finding herself watching him as he prepared the rice. It was strange, she always knew she was going to be married by him that her whole life had been planned out for her. A part of her had been worried, of course there had been stories of arranged marriages that didn’t work. Slightly darker tales that she didn’t want to think of but Chunjiro was different.
I could never picture him hurting me… he is sweet. Caring. Of course, this will work. Though as soon as she thought how it could work her face heated up, flush from embarrassment because a normal working relationship meant other things. Things that she was still embarrassed about.
Coughing slightly as she tried to distract herself her attention fell back onto the rice, “O-Oh! I think that might be a little much… well for me, I guess. Ah b-but we are cooking for two!” Although her eyes widened and she held her hands up shaking them, “N-Not like that! No no. I meant us. Gosh… I’m a little awkward… sorry. Ah…” Back peddling her words as she felt herself get flustered once more, she had never been so nervous, it was strange that she was now sharing her life with someone else.
“W-What I mean is… I don’t eat too much.” Haru stated trying to get her words out, biting the bottom of her lip hoping he wouldn’t think she was a complete and utter fool. I hope he doesn’t think I’m a fool…
“Can I… can I help with anything?” Feeling rather hot under the collar she wanted to help with something to distract herself from feeling so embarrassed. At least if she was doing something it would provide her with the perfect opportunity to focus her mind on whatever task it was.
It's okay! We can do this though! I just need to find the motivation to start!
That's okay! I hope you have a lovely time!
That's okay! I hope you have a lovely time!
Even with listening to his words she couldn’t agree, deep down she knew he spoke the truth, but it was hard to push past how she was currently feeling. It was hard to get out of that kind of hole. Trying to smile at his words, how he put the ordeal in a somewhat positive light that had it not been her someone else would have killed him. There was truth to it, if it had been someone else at the task, he could very well be dead, but would they have been able to slip past security? They were all questions she had and answers she would never get because it hadn’t played out like that.
“Please, don’t say that. You don’t owe me anything.” She didn’t want him to think like that, he didn’t owe her anything not compared to her and what she owed him. It wasn’t just the fact she had betrayed him but everything he had done for her in the Capital, he had practically homed her, clothed her and fed her he had even paid for her hospital care. There was so much she wanted to do to repay him, but she knew she would never be able to repay him. Iris had no money to her name, nothing and she couldn’t very well pay him back with nothing. “I… owe you so much and I can never repay that… not like I thought I could…”
Sighing as she looked over at Maisie glad, she had come in because she didn’t know what else to say to Cas. Although he had said he forgave her she couldn’t forgive herself for what she had done. Forcing the smile, she nodded at Maisies plan, “I think that’s a great idea… but I don’t want him coming after you. Will he not blame you?”
“He won’t blame me; he’d be stupid too considering I run the bakery with one of the only food sources in this district.” Maisie scoffed as she moved back into the room, “We can figure it out tomorrow, come on you.” Grabbing her friends hand she pulled her to her feet to drag her to the bedroom to get some sleep, she was not taking no for an answer as she knew that rest was needed for the both of them. “Go on, go get yourself comfortable, I’ll make tea for us all and we can get some rest.” Grinning as she urged Iris to head to the bedroom.
Keeping the smile in place she turned to Cas placing her hand on his shoulder gently, “Thank you. Sleep well.” Turning her back on him she moved to the bedroom not feeling any better, she was so stuck in her own head. Spiralling over her thoughts of how she had caused this and the what ifs if he hadn’t had been around at that moment in the forest.
“Do you need anything else?” Maisie asked watching as Iris disappeared into the bedroom. Turning her attention back to Cas she smiled, “Did you also want a cup of tea? I highly recommend a cup before bed; it helps calm you.”
“Please, don’t say that. You don’t owe me anything.” She didn’t want him to think like that, he didn’t owe her anything not compared to her and what she owed him. It wasn’t just the fact she had betrayed him but everything he had done for her in the Capital, he had practically homed her, clothed her and fed her he had even paid for her hospital care. There was so much she wanted to do to repay him, but she knew she would never be able to repay him. Iris had no money to her name, nothing and she couldn’t very well pay him back with nothing. “I… owe you so much and I can never repay that… not like I thought I could…”
Sighing as she looked over at Maisie glad, she had come in because she didn’t know what else to say to Cas. Although he had said he forgave her she couldn’t forgive herself for what she had done. Forcing the smile, she nodded at Maisies plan, “I think that’s a great idea… but I don’t want him coming after you. Will he not blame you?”
“He won’t blame me; he’d be stupid too considering I run the bakery with one of the only food sources in this district.” Maisie scoffed as she moved back into the room, “We can figure it out tomorrow, come on you.” Grabbing her friends hand she pulled her to her feet to drag her to the bedroom to get some sleep, she was not taking no for an answer as she knew that rest was needed for the both of them. “Go on, go get yourself comfortable, I’ll make tea for us all and we can get some rest.” Grinning as she urged Iris to head to the bedroom.
Keeping the smile in place she turned to Cas placing her hand on his shoulder gently, “Thank you. Sleep well.” Turning her back on him she moved to the bedroom not feeling any better, she was so stuck in her own head. Spiralling over her thoughts of how she had caused this and the what ifs if he hadn’t had been around at that moment in the forest.
“Do you need anything else?” Maisie asked watching as Iris disappeared into the bedroom. Turning her attention back to Cas she smiled, “Did you also want a cup of tea? I highly recommend a cup before bed; it helps calm you.”
Yeah! I've had it sometimes when I just can't write, it happens!
Oh gosh yeah I can imagine not being in an outdoor space must be frustrating, especially if the weather is so nice and you like to go outside!
It's kind of weird for me, I'm doing good I like to stay indoors though. However work is really crazy, dealing with the public is stressful and it's frustrating!!
Oh gosh yeah I can imagine not being in an outdoor space must be frustrating, especially if the weather is so nice and you like to go outside!
It's kind of weird for me, I'm doing good I like to stay indoors though. However work is really crazy, dealing with the public is stressful and it's frustrating!!
Oh man! I used to have a gym buddy to motivate me too, but then we stopped going to the gym xD It's always the way!!
Oh yeah for sure! I'm excited to think of new challenges they could face too haha
Oh yeah for sure! I'm excited to think of new challenges they could face too haha
Iris knew she had stopped her dad from killing him, she knew she was trying to help him get home and as much as it was good of her to do that it didn’t fix anything for her. As much as he said she didn’t have to undo the past to fix it, that she was trying she just didn’t feel it was good enough. Nothing would be good enough, nothing she could do would ever change that. All it had taken was one choice, one action that had completely changed their lives and not for the better. “This never would have happened had you not saved me in the woods.” The words left her mouth before she could stop them, a dark truth of her emotions. That one sentence that had been on her mind for a while, how different things would have been had she not been saved from the forest.
Even though her head was bowed, her eyes downcast she couldn’t help but look at the touch of his hand, the stroke on her arm that stirred up emotions she was trying to fight against. The slither of hope that they could rekindle, that they could work something out but the minute she felt it she tried to squash the thoughts back down. Even though her heart raced at the touch. The fact it felt so inviting and she wanted nothing more than to just hold him and feel the comfort, she knew she couldn’t.
Cas was right though, even though all his words saying how it was true, how she wasn’t a bad person because she had felt regret, the guilt. A bad person wouldn’t care who they hurt, and she did. I just can’t see it right now and here I am letting him comfort me when I don’t even know what he could be going through. He’s suffering worse than me and I am just being so selfish. What is wrong with me? I am the worst. Flinching at her own thoughts, her own words that she was beating herself up over she clenched her hands curling them into fists.
“Hey.” Maisie spoke up as she finally returned to the room with blankets and pillows for Cas, “I think it’s high time everyone gets some rest. I know it’s early, but you’re both probably tired.” Placing the covers by the sofa she glanced over at Iris before looking at the tea and the pie that was barely touched bar a few bites. “I have an idea for tomorrow. To get you past those gates.” Changing the subject onto something else, something that her friend would be able to focus on she hoped it would give some sort of positivity to her.
Grabbing the plate and full cup of tea she moved them to the kitchen to clean up later as she continued on, keeping an eye on her friend. “I was thinking. Tomorrow you both leave, keep near the gate. I’ll contact Ethan say I’ve spotted you by your house. They’ll instantly go back to look giving you an opening to slip through. What do you think?”
Even though her head was bowed, her eyes downcast she couldn’t help but look at the touch of his hand, the stroke on her arm that stirred up emotions she was trying to fight against. The slither of hope that they could rekindle, that they could work something out but the minute she felt it she tried to squash the thoughts back down. Even though her heart raced at the touch. The fact it felt so inviting and she wanted nothing more than to just hold him and feel the comfort, she knew she couldn’t.
Cas was right though, even though all his words saying how it was true, how she wasn’t a bad person because she had felt regret, the guilt. A bad person wouldn’t care who they hurt, and she did. I just can’t see it right now and here I am letting him comfort me when I don’t even know what he could be going through. He’s suffering worse than me and I am just being so selfish. What is wrong with me? I am the worst. Flinching at her own thoughts, her own words that she was beating herself up over she clenched her hands curling them into fists.
“Hey.” Maisie spoke up as she finally returned to the room with blankets and pillows for Cas, “I think it’s high time everyone gets some rest. I know it’s early, but you’re both probably tired.” Placing the covers by the sofa she glanced over at Iris before looking at the tea and the pie that was barely touched bar a few bites. “I have an idea for tomorrow. To get you past those gates.” Changing the subject onto something else, something that her friend would be able to focus on she hoped it would give some sort of positivity to her.
Grabbing the plate and full cup of tea she moved them to the kitchen to clean up later as she continued on, keeping an eye on her friend. “I was thinking. Tomorrow you both leave, keep near the gate. I’ll contact Ethan say I’ve spotted you by your house. They’ll instantly go back to look giving you an opening to slip through. What do you think?”
Haha yes! I deffo need a motivation buddy for running xD
Omg he really does, I'm really excited too! I can only imagine how strong they will be after everything haha
Omg he really does, I'm really excited too! I can only imagine how strong they will be after everything haha
Glad that he had said it felt fine she was thankful that she could do something right, she wasn’t a complete failure and that was something. It was a slither of hope amongst her dark thoughts. He must be in pain though and I don’t have any painkillers for him. I doubt he has ever experienced pain like this before. Another thing that’s my fault. As the silence lapsed over them her thoughts spiralled back into the darkness and despair, she felt for all that she had caused. It wasn’t just Cas that she had hurt greatly, but the fact she had also betrayed her father practically walked out on what little family she had left still played at her mind.
Iris wasn’t just worried over him finding her and killing her, it ran deeper than that. It was hard to deny the fact she loved her father, turn her back on him after everything because she did love him. He was her father; he had helped raise her. Somewhat looked after her after her mother passed, sure his parenting hadn’t always been ethical, but he still loved her. She believed that, she had to believe that and even though he wasn’t right it was hard to push that away. Regis may have strayed from the path, but what if she could have changed him?
His voice had pulled her from her thoughts, and she jumped at the touch on her forearm, the warm hand that she wished she could just hold once more. “B-But… I can’t fix it. This can’t be fixed, and you know that.” Feeling her own breath hitch as she tried to avoid his gaze but couldn’t, looking him in the eyes she felt her own well up again as she trembled. “How can you say that? H-How can you say I’m not a bad person.” Feeling the distress as she glanced around the room the despair in her voice evident, she could feel her heart pounding away as she lowered her gaze. “… A-After everything. A-After all I did…” Shaking her head as she tried to hide behind her hair that had fallen in front of her face, she was so upset and she didn’t want him to see the hurt in her own eyes.
Finally finding some bedding Maisie folding it neatly placing it on the bed, glancing around she looked for anything else that would make his stay a bit more comfortable whilst here. A part of her was looking for distractions as she knew they had to be talking, she knew her friend wasn’t the best at keeping her emotions in check when tired or on the verge. Maisie knew Cas liked her and she was certain he would at least ask or try to make her feel better, regardless of everything he seemed like a decent person.
Glancing to the door she approached it and placed her ear to the wood just trying to hear anything, she didn’t want to walk in like Cas had done. Biting her lip as she took the time she cringed as she heard Iris refer to herself as a bad person, she wanted to jump in and say don’t be stupid, but she knew it wouldn’t help. Not yet. Sighing to herself she looked over at the clock deciding she would give it a bit of time before returning.
Iris wasn’t just worried over him finding her and killing her, it ran deeper than that. It was hard to deny the fact she loved her father, turn her back on him after everything because she did love him. He was her father; he had helped raise her. Somewhat looked after her after her mother passed, sure his parenting hadn’t always been ethical, but he still loved her. She believed that, she had to believe that and even though he wasn’t right it was hard to push that away. Regis may have strayed from the path, but what if she could have changed him?
His voice had pulled her from her thoughts, and she jumped at the touch on her forearm, the warm hand that she wished she could just hold once more. “B-But… I can’t fix it. This can’t be fixed, and you know that.” Feeling her own breath hitch as she tried to avoid his gaze but couldn’t, looking him in the eyes she felt her own well up again as she trembled. “How can you say that? H-How can you say I’m not a bad person.” Feeling the distress as she glanced around the room the despair in her voice evident, she could feel her heart pounding away as she lowered her gaze. “… A-After everything. A-After all I did…” Shaking her head as she tried to hide behind her hair that had fallen in front of her face, she was so upset and she didn’t want him to see the hurt in her own eyes.
Finally finding some bedding Maisie folding it neatly placing it on the bed, glancing around she looked for anything else that would make his stay a bit more comfortable whilst here. A part of her was looking for distractions as she knew they had to be talking, she knew her friend wasn’t the best at keeping her emotions in check when tired or on the verge. Maisie knew Cas liked her and she was certain he would at least ask or try to make her feel better, regardless of everything he seemed like a decent person.
Glancing to the door she approached it and placed her ear to the wood just trying to hear anything, she didn’t want to walk in like Cas had done. Biting her lip as she took the time she cringed as she heard Iris refer to herself as a bad person, she wanted to jump in and say don’t be stupid, but she knew it wouldn’t help. Not yet. Sighing to herself she looked over at the clock deciding she would give it a bit of time before returning.
Yeah I agree! Oh nice! Yeah I think that's why I haven't picked up running because of my work schedule. Hopefully I can try it now!
Awh bless him, he has such a good heart ;A;
Awh bless him, he has such a good heart ;A;
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