#how felicity would pop up in this moment bc hyuk can't die just yet

[ofgentleresolve]

so that one time the king ( @jeoseungsaja ) and the queen met...

The RAIN falls between them, the raindrops tapping against the top of her umbrella in a steady rhythm of plitter-platter, plitter-platter. Felicity watches him, the former detective, as his one hand steadies him against the brick wall and other splays itself over his side. It’s a sad attempt really, at keeping the wound from bleeding. 

Eyes meet. She presses a finger against her lips- don’t say anything. It’s true, she shouldn’t be here; that in and of itself should not be possible, but that does not change the fact that they are face-to-face in a dark alleyway in Seoul, of all places. The only thing that would complete this puzzle would be the person that ties them together.

Or at least for Hyuk, the person that tied them together.

And then in one fluid motion, she tucks herself under his arm, getting him to lean against her rather than the wall. Her umbrella barely shields the both of them from the rain.

“Save your strength,” she says finally, once they’ve gotten out of the alleyway. “We need to get you treated.���