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

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

 “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.

White. That's all that ever was.

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.)

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

Junmyeon is spring. Wufan is autumn.

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