Two crazy semesters, recitals, and what felt like a long- internship (where I realised how much I missed creative writing) later, I’ve finally caught up on all those RM episodes this summer. I’ve grown very much so as a person over the past year, and I doubt my writing style would remain the same, but nonetheless, I’m still very much in love with this ship as well as writing.

So here’s to new beginnings, old and new readers and future chapters! Cheers!

Mother of all AUs.

Dusk.

In which the two meet in a retirement home.

He had been watching her for as many days as she had been looking out of that window forlornly. His hips were now stiff and sore after all the roughhousing and stress he put them through when he was younger, but he shuffled towards her with a certain single mindedness that reminded her of her own son when he wanted something really badly. She stifled a giggle as she peered through the tiny square of a window on the door separating her from the two geriatrics, clipboard pressed firmly against her chest.

“Hi, I’m Kim Jong Kook, how are you doing?”

She watched the genteel woman who had looked so sad when she first entered through their doors and wondered how she would respond. The nurses had been rather worried about the captivating geriatric whom even in old age had looked rather ravishing. Besides, she was always so friendly and polite to the staff despite the brokenness in her eyes.

“Hello, I’m Seong Im.” She flashed a smile at him, dipping her head slightly as she did so.

The unofficial leader of the residents gave her a beaming smile, dimpl