Hatori-sohma

hatori-sohma

⊰ ♞ ⊱ —— The sheer delight on the maid’s features embarrassed the absolute hell out of him. His body flushed at just how proud she was of him for his lewd little comment- in truth, it had just slipped out. He supposed that was what would happen when one spent too much time around the force of utter sexuality that was Mine Kuramae. “Don’t… Do not look so pleased with yourself, I was merely joking. It was a tasteless joke, at that. Don’t say such vulgar things about me, what if my staff were to hear you say that? My reputation would be ruined.”

✿— Mine couldn’t help but giggle, wiggling a little bit in place before pausing just long enough to imagine the look on some of his staff’s faces. She blinked before a sly grin began to form, the seamstress turning just enough to side-eye the other with a mischievous glint. “I could name quite a few who would love to hear what we say to one another--- and more.” With a hum she trotted back over to the other, stepping around him and pushing some of the paperwork back before taking a seat directly on his desk so that he had no choice but to direct his attention to her. “And don’t apologize, I actually like hearing what you have to say~”

@ayame-sohma

✿— Mine had all but collapsed onto the floor, muttering nonsense to herself as she looked between the three different colored threads-- white, off-white, cream... How long had she even been staring at these? This dress had to be perfect for Tohru, so every decision mattered. With a groan she sat back on her heels and lifted her glasses, pinching the bridge of her nose as she tried to remember the last time she had actually slept.

;;I’m really thankful for those who have put so much faith in me, because I can’t always find reasons to be proud or happy and sometimes it’s just enough to know someone cares or would miss me. I’ve come so far and I think that’s a good thing, but sometimes I just get tired of it all. I wanna be able to make people happy, because that makes me happy but I just can’t seem to stop sabotaging myself and I’m scared of harming others through my own self-destructive behavior. I know I should move on and get over it and learn to cope better-- and I am trying --but sometimes I just wish it came naturally. I want to be a happy addition to someone’s life instead of a source of negativity. I wanna feel good enough and not always second-guessing myself. I also wish I could get better at laughing things off again when people tell me they wish they didn’t have to be so sad and have it easy like me--- I wish it didn’t make me feel bitter inside. I just wish I could not break everything.

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