Mission Wall-E || Jakehoon

Twenty: She's in the Rain

Pink flowers dangling on both large and small trees all around him, Air filled with a sweet scent that would make you want to sit in it for ages. And the ground lightly covered with drying water droplets that decorated the area around his hands, were dipping into the cool pond of water in front of him shimmered just like diamonds in the sunlight.

"Are you ever going to tell me why you are still quiet with me?"

She was pale. Her nose curved upward a little and her cheeks were tinted with warm tones. And she was thin, probably from how little she got to eat. Or how little they both got to eat. Her dress was light green and stained with the dirty they had walked on moments before. She didn't respond to him, just picked at the pink flowers coming off the trees, feeling them between her fingertips.

"You know you shouldn't follow me around so much if you don't want to talk." He chuckled, coming off as light-hearted with a smile that was almost teasing as he looked up at her from his crouching position on the ground beside the small pond filled with lily pads and fallen flowers.

"You know you shouldn't be so annoying."

He laughed, the sound coming out his belly, as he raised a hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight coming from behind her, forming some type of bright halo or aura.

"You're quite mean."

"I am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Yes. Yes, you are. How else would you explain sabotaging the master's council meeting last week? Which you're lucky you didn't get killed for by the way."

She was annoyed. But she still stayed beside him, picking at the flowers, a smile pulling past her lips shamelessly. He liked the colored tint on them. They made them stand out against her paleness. It was sharply bold against her small frame that he always towered over whenever she'd sneakily turn the corner of the palace to see him again, holding back that laugh that always filled her lips.

"See. Mean." He laughed again, coming towards her and gently touching her arms down to her hands with a calm movement. Making sure to chase her fleeting eyes.

Her hands were so small against his. He liked the feeling. His were big and he always found them to be clumsy. And everything else about him clumsy. From breaking dishes to slipping in the hallways, or saying the wrong thing at the wrong time (which he always got in trouble for). And hers were so stilling and elegant. He he didn't know how to think in longer term, and she always seemed one step ahead of him. He felt it in her hands.

"I don't talk to you because you are cocky, Xiao."

"Cocky or Charismatic?"

She pulled her hands away and he sighed chasing after them again so she wouldn't leave. It wouldn't take much of course. She never said it but he knew she enjoyed his teasing.

"...I should have let you get in trouble for breaking that bowl back then."

"C'mon I get in trouble enough."

"Yeah, I know." She smirked, poking a finger against the bruise beside his eye. "But you were a lot sweeter back then than you are now."

He winced and pulled at her finger. It's weird how she took care of him after getting it, among all the other ones, but still purposely pressed it later like she didn't know how much it hurt.

"Love, you don't like sweet." He whispered, holding her face, watching the color splash over her light features. She must be at least a foot shorter than him, and not much taller than the average child down in the city walls. "You like funny and handsome."