_{the blonde pulls her hand away from his. dejected in some way. perhaps reading too much into his warning, but likely a combination of that and knowing deep down that the feelings she held were a bad idea all around. but knowing that hadn’t stopped them from forming in the first place and it wasn’t going to take them away.}

         _{a weak smile as she sat up on the bed, rubbing the need for sleep out of her eyes. “hey, if you need to be alone – i get it… just… don’t do anything stupid, alright? i’ll probably be up when you get back.” if he needed some time alone that meant she would likely spend the night with her sketchpad or catching up on whatever he needed her to do, though direct orders came by less and less these days.} 

         _{drinking probably had been the worst suggestion to offer to him, but she knew that was what she had used before she had come to be his sort of forced apprentice. she still used alcohol to cope when she could – it was just the easiest way to let down her inhibitions. helped her sleep and calmed her worries for a few hours.}

        _{“when have i ever done anything stupid?” a question he didn’t expect to be answered, but all the same, he asked it. if he was being honest with himself, maybe he shouldn’t have said anything – just walking out would have been easier.} 

         _{that way, he could drown himself in drinks, and not worry about what anyone else would say. there was feelings there; far more than he would admit. the problem was ky wasn’t willing to touch them. he could have – hell, he could have tried to obtain a sense of normalcy, but he knew deep down he didn’t deserve it.}

           _{“i’ll be back… when i come back.” if he even managed to find his way back here. while ky wouldn’t simply abandon her… it was always on the play book. ky could walk out and never come back. he just didn’t feel it was necessary – not yet. he hadn’t became too attached her yet, but he was getting close. very close to that point.}

              _{“a few hours at most.”  or days… he tried sleeping. tried to relax his mind, but instead… all he got was the realization that nothing would ever change. a reason to why he needed fresh air and drinks. anything to get his mind off his own dreams. even if the best distraction was right in front of him.}