A lot can happen in five days.

Yoongi likes cacti, so Jungkook gets him one.

They're seven guys living in the same house; Yoongi and Jungkook are just being practical, really.

jungkook collapses in chile. naturally, they worry.

The waves glimmered crystal blue and the air smelled of salt and oil. The seagulls cried above their heads, as if bidding them farewell.

Kyungsoo swallows and makes a nervous gurgling sound in the back of his throat, knowing that it’s too late to try and hide everything now- Jongin’s eyes dart from his wrist to the blood drops and the razor on the floor and back to his wrist, over and over again, and then he talks.

There are three things you should probably know about Yoo Youngjae: 1. He is prone to forgetting his keys inside his apartment, often choosing to stay at his (unbelievably stupid) best friends’, Moon Jongup, until the locksmith arrives to help . 2. He hates messes. 

"Unique"; that’s exactly the word that fits Jang Hyunseung.

Sometimes, you need to have someone with the ability to see things that you consider to be out of sight.

A heart attack, Jongdae thought. A heart attack at such a young age.

Junmyeon has never been more proud in his entire life.

It was 2AM and rain was falling, but it’s alright, because he has someone to keep him warm.

Junmyeon’s not really good with words, but he knows his lips finish his stories for him, and he knows that Yixing understands. He always does.

 “I’m a freak, aren’t I,” Jungkook sobs suddenly, and Namjoon blinks in surprise.

Jongdae clings on to humor, because that’s all that he has left.

It’s been six months since the apocalypse. Earth was withering and the skies frowned down at them; the wind wept and the seasons halted.

Gezelligheid (Dutch) The coziness, warmth and comfort of being at home, or being together with friends or loved ones sharing time in a pleasant and nice atmosphere (n.)

White. That's all that ever was.

Raxeira (Galician) (n.) Line drawn by the sunlight on the floor as it filters through the window

Junmyeon is spring. Wufan is autumn.

He knows it’s not much and there’s still a lot of work to be done, but at least they’re talking to him now, and he’s willing to accept it.

Gemes (Japanese) (n.) The anger one feels inside but cannot find a way to express it

Green light hits the white covers and draws small patterns on Youngjae’s skin, and Daehyun breathes in and smiles. It feels like spring in his ribcage.

Jongdae smiles and tries to focus on breathing.

He knows he’ll be alright.  

Because it’s all clearer now; he’s Zhang Yixing and Zhang Yixing means nothing without Kim Junmyeon next to him, nothing at all.

He knows things aren’t quite back to normal yet and that they still have a long way to go, but if there’s one thing they’ve established is that Seokjin like-likes Jungkook, and that’s not gonna change any time soon.