How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams."
—Bram Stoker

Lee Taemin, born the 18th of July.
AU   R/S    S/O
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skyxjieun-deactivated20130925: [/the girl raised her hand up in a small wave, her irises darting around both him and herself cautiously, almost. Soon after, her eyes were fixated on the other once more and she let her lips curve into a soft smile.] Hello there.

skyxjieun:

renetae:

☥ “Hello”, he returned quietly, his eyes trained upon her, noticing the way her eyes had flickered, noticing the caution within them. He wondered if it was a caution of him, or caution of something else. “Can I help you, miss?” he wondered.

“No,” The girl shook her head, observing the male from head to toe. Jieun found it necessary to return to the past, back when her mother used to say: “Don’t talk to strangers.” But Jieun wouldn’t be Jieun if she actually listened to such an advice. Despite being a person which was more on the quiet side, she found that meeting new people was a must. “but yes, at the same time. Of course, it’s nothing major, I was and still am hoping that you have time to talk?”

It was curious, the way she said no—but yes. It had him cocking his head to the side as his gently rounded eyes lingered on her, not so gently as the soft features of his face might have made one think he would watch you. There was a curl of mirth at the very corner of his lips. “I can talk”, he said. “What would you like me to talk about?” he asked, before a rough, almost childlike smile graced his lips. Or what would have been childlike if his eyes had not been as knowing. “… Jokes aside, miss, we can talk. Can I have a name to your face before we begin?”

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