‍ ‍ ‍ 𝑨͟𝑬͟𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐇. ‍ ♰

⠀ 𝔴͟ords ain’t shit ‘til my knuckles 𝔥urt， dreaming of a killer———you’ll think i’m 𝔭͟𝔰͟ycho； you’ll think i’m 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦. gonna call the cops —— gonna wish that you just left me alo𝗇͟𝖾͟. ⠀

Jino pauses , wooden stake in hand . Fuck fuck fuck .

" Why can't I ? " Sulking , huffing . Avoiding Aerith's glare . He knows he's greedy .

Sneezing ... FUCK-

" Steaks . " Mumbling , crossing arms .

" Food ... Please . "

Writing notes down , he'll relay these to his brothers later ...

" Give me some fucking food ! "

" I'm bored , I'm hungry . Feed me , stupid bat . "

" I didn't say anything . "

Blink blink ... Hm .

letting the other take a few sips, that's when a smile formed on his lips. suddenly, fingers squeezed the bottle, forcing the water to go up instantly.

you’re here. go away.

can aerith move from the beautiful view.

bottle of water in his hand, unscrew the the cap .. pointing inside of it, still, nothing was said.

a little more staring before gesturing the other to come closer.

" I don't know , they're a lot nicer than I expected though ! Very cute ... "

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀he’s watching from a distance , wings wrapped tightly around himself to keep him warm ..