He was angry, and you completely understood why - even agreed with him - but it wasn't doing either of you any good to stay bitter. It wasn't going to make it better, and it wasn't your fault they were like that. You hadn't even wanted to come, he'd been the one to insist. 

Daesung still dreams of ocean currents and distant ringing echoes of song. He stil dreams of the way the black sludge had closed his throat.

It was heartbreaking, really. You had tried to prevent just this, but he was insistant. So now, here Chanyeol was, sitting on your stairs with a glazed and distant look in his eyes and you could practically hear your family's comments circling around his head. 

It was driving Seungri crazy. Daesung was an affectionate person by nature and had no issues with skinship, but surely even he should have noticed what Jiyong was doing. He didn't know if it had to do with being such a young Alpha having another, more confident Alpha play and tease with his Omega, but the possessiveness was slowly robbing him of all sense. 

This whole collection, this little mismatched group of races, all began with Daesung. He was just good at collecting people.

Taekwoonie was a simple woman, really. She liked cats, naps, stealing small morsels of food. And Wonshik, Hakyeon thought with a smile. 

There are only so many words someone can use to express how much they love their significant other, only so many hours in the day to tell them that. The men of Bigbang are no different, lost for words when ever they see the women they love. 

Daesung had never actively tried to hide it, but it had just never been brought up; hadn't realized that the others didn't know. Thank God Yongbae was the first to find out. 

It was Leo's birthday. Ravi had spent all of the previous day looking for the prettiest flowers, gotten up early that morning so he could look his best and had made sure he was the first in line at the coffee shop so he could get Leo's favourite morning treats.  Now, all that is left is the walk to the cemetery.