Drafts, Drabbles and Stuff
This is where I basically write stuff that pops up in my head and whatever.
And if you ever read this, tell me what you think.
I'll like it very much if you did =)
DRABBLE 1
The brunette girl with a flower pin tangled in her mopped strands of blood stained hair responded reflexively to the ache of her whole body as she wistfully closed her eyes. Her breath was hitching as her vision was slowly turning black
That day amidst the haze of whatever was choking her and the tainted darkness, what Seo Joohyun remembered seeing last was her beloved cousin – Shim Changmin.
On another wistful day, with the strong scent of alcohol and antiseptics, Seo Joohyun opened her eyes – everything is new and unfamiliar – and her body once more feels an electrifying buzz throughout her core that seemed so overbearing it was actually familiar. She cries and struggles in bed as she tries to shake the pain away, but it is to no avail. Through her winces and groans she hears a bell of some kind of alarm turn off in her room, and by then she realizes that she is not alone.
It was during that moment she first locked eyes with the man she would come to love – Shim Changmin.
AN: yes, I had the idea of while typing this XD
DRABBLE 2
I had seen things no child my age would ever fathom. I had my first encounter when I was nine. Me and my mother were out shopping for Christmas goods, it had been snowing back then. I remember my eyes almost bulging out of its sockets, just trying to take in the scenery before they were torn down the week after. And it was then, it happened.
A gorgeous lady, who seemed to be in her mid twenties. Carrying an air of elegance – which I had then thought my mother would have had if only she were a few years younger – who had her arm wrung around a man of equal regality had caught my eye.
But aside from the superficial appearance both had donned, what had really got my attention were the feathers – or rather wings from the man’s back.
The man had caught me staring and sent me an initial confused look before realizing where I had been staring. His lips curl upwards and sent nine-year-old me a friendly wink – turning his feature more delicate and softer than they had been – before the tragedy had unfold before my ingenuous eyes.
Despite my mother’s futile attempt to cover my eyes the sound screeching of rubber against asphalt and the scent of something like rusted iron had already deposited in my senses
The number of times I had to see this kind of scene would probably out number my years on Earth – double it even – the range went from grannies, school girls and college guys.
And in my twentieth year in existence, heaven must have decided to let me have a go at this joy ride to the netherworld.
It had happened just as usual. The sound of rubber against asphalt, I had suddenly felt nauseated as if all my blood were rushing to my head.
But I’m alon – it took me a moment to realize someone had been tugging on sweater’s sleeve.
I turn my head to identify who’s been tugging , and I’m met with the same Cheshire-like man who had dubiously sent me the same cheeky grin years ago. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Soul mate.”
“…………………….”
“What about it…?”
“………..”
“……………………….”
“I’m him.”
“ B –but you’re dead.”
“And so are you-“
“……………………”
“……………………………………”
“But you’ve been dead when I was still a kid...”
“…………………”
“… This just doesn’t make any sense…”
“……………………”
“………………………………………………”
“Human perception… about soul mates….”
“………………”
“Have always been wrong..... Along with many others.”
AN: Haru by Royal Pirates just sends my mind into a calm xD
This would be nice if I were to make a legit plot about it and not just the bits and pieces T_T
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