#wyahnyoona

[kxngjin]

          He hears the murmurs and cackles of a nearby group of men, males that huffed out smoke from their lungs, surrounding what seems like an innocent and distraught woman. he lets a brow raise, halting from his steps as he leans up against a lnearby light pole. it was an odd choice of location to harass someone, especially in the middle of somewhere so public and so close to the christmas market.

he hears an unsettling grunt from the male, spotting how drunk the group really was, slow steps pace up towards the drunken screams as he finds himself taking a quick glimpse at the woman who was trapped amidst these hairless apes. and he clears his voice, the attention suddenly averts to him, getting a few fuck off and get lost! threats thrown his way before a subtle chuckle leaks from his lips. “so noisy...” he huffs from beneath his breath, a frosty mist forms before him, hand digging into his pocket as he retrieves his silenced handgun, gesturing the males to leave. “do not get your filthy blood onto dragon territory.” words that were later called as bluffs, lies and mere empty threats, only to have the barrel land onto their ringleader’s temple. “run.” he whispers, close enough to send his cold breath down the other’s spine.

he glances up at @wyahnyoona​ that was being harassed, as the males disperse. he tucks the handgun back into the pocket of his coat, “are you okay?”