It's calming, somehow, to do something like this.

 

The normal waitress wasn't on shift. No, instead the person who came to serve Yongguk when he sat at his usual table was a rather awkward looking man in a colourful dress that seemed to be altogether too short for his comfort.

“Uhm, welcome, m-my name is Daehyun and I’ll be your server today,” he stuttered, gazing shyly at Yongguk through his pink and blue fluffy fringe. He looked unbelievably cute. “Th-thanks,” he stuttered, flushing a shade of pink that almost matched his hair.

“I said that out loud?” Yongguk exclaimed incredulously. Daehyun nodded with a small smile.

~ bap, that's my jam

 

Opposites.

That's what they were.

It seemed like Leo had been gifted all the softer thoughts, the love and warmth, the compassion. The hurt that ran impossibly deep.

Meanwhile Ravi was volatile; a volcano waiting to explode. He could be charming as anything, exuberant, joyful. But on the flipside, he had an unpredictable temper triggered by the smallest of things and Leo’s life was a complex dance around the rollercoaster that was Ravi.

He lied to himself that everything was okay. That Ravi loved him. That he still loved Ravi.

No. That one wasn't a lie. Instead it was a truth that stabbed deep and twisted around his heart, trapping him here unable to leave.

Because no matter what Ravi did he couldn't shake his hold on his heart.

There were days when he couldn't even meet Ravi’s eyes, when those tattooed fingers took a vice grip on his jaw just to force him to look.

And there were the days when those same hands were impossibly soft, a touch so delicate it seemed Ravi recognised how easy it was to break him.

Perhaps.

~ vixx lr, beautiful liar

 

Hongbin. An ice prince. Untouchable and yet there was that burning passion in his eyes that inexorably drew Jaehwan to him. Anything if it meant he could be close to him. Even if it meant his own destruction.

He was so happy to be able to walk alongside him, to glance to the side and see him there with that fiery gaze. He knew this was where he was meant to be. The closest he could get.

His feelings were never going to be exaggerated and he knew that as he defended his prince, as he took the sword that had been meant for Hongbin’s heart through his own hand and chest.

As Hongbin held him, he coughed blood, marring that beautiful face.

~ vixx, love me do

 

Time is running out.

He steps through the portal but he knows instantly that this is the wrong world. Not the one from his vision. The colours here are too vibrant, too vivid.

Luhan runs through the streets quickly, the draw of the next portal seeming to tugs on his heart itself, endlessly pulling him towards his fate.

He practically dives through the next portal, startling when he comes out underwater, air rushing from his lungs.

~ viction, what time is it now?

 

She can see everything from here. That's perhaps why it's her favourite vantage point. She swings her legs freely as she gazes down at the path below, the bright blossom all around, surrounding her in blues and purples as she perches on the bough.

There's a traveller on the path below and she drops effortlessly before them, crouching low to the ground, using her tail as counter balance as she gazes up into the startled face.

Yejin doesn't recognise the feline face of the hybrid, isn't even sure of the breed, but she has nothing against hybrids and tends towards helping rather than tricking those that make it this far.

“Tell me, fair traveller, what brings you into my section of the woods?” she breathes in a sibilant whisper.

~ oh my girl, closer

 

Should he look up?

Is it worth it?

He can't tell.

Would it be seen as insubordination if he were to meet the eyes of their leader?

Probably.

But all of a sudden he doesn’t care.

Doesn't care for the consequences.

But most of all doesn't care to bow down before them.

“My name,” he breathes, steeling himself before he raises his head and looks their leader right in the eye, “the is it to you?”

The slap hits before he realises.

He doesn't even feel the impact itself.

Just the heated glow of his stricken cheek

He can taste blood and realises his teeth have cut the inside of his cheek.

He spits a gob of blood and saliva onto the dirt in front of him.

~ rm, do you

 

TThanks for reading folks ^^; This author is gonna make another try at going to bed...