Ah, shit.
That was all Seiren could think about, even as Ikuto’s words kept ringing in his mind like loud Church bells. ‘Sector Sixty-Eight is gone.’ Slowly, Seiren walked towards the railings, the morning after the night he spent with Aya no longer felt like a bliss long due, clenched hands pocketed. Instead, it felt like a horrible mistake.
It’d been in a moment of lapse, his weakest moment, when he gave in to the desire to touch Aya like Soo-Won did - like he knew she wanted him. The first and last time she’d seen him with another woman had been planned, originally, Seiren wanted to push the Hyuga girl away from him. Fearing, and knowing, full well what would happen to the girls in his life.
He’d even tried to push Soo-Won away, but neither of them listened to his wordless pleading.