what a man he is
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝑫𝑼𝑴𝑩 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝑫𝑼𝑴𝑩𝑬𝑹 ,
featuring 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐄, @melvitae .
BEING HOPELESSLY LOST IN A DENSE FOREST WAS NOT PART OF THEIR AGENDA, and he knows he's the only one to blame for their inability to find their way out of it. it all started with an unrecognisable yet whimsical cry from the distance, catching the attention of both him and his younger pokemon. they were only supposed to stay by the edge of the forest where their path was clear for them, but as the call kept fading, causing the young man to force his companion to hopelessly follow behind him as he chased what he believes to be a mythical pokemon, the road was now nowhere in sight.
" can you not look at me like that please ? " he doesn't meet his friend's gaze, opting to keep his eyes closed as they now rest at the entrance of a cave the pokemon led them to — they know not to venture further, realizing a little too late that he's been fooled all along into almost becoming a wild pokemon's next meal. " it's not like i meant for this to happen ! besides, if i were in your position, i'd blindly follow you too ! i'd be like 'and i can't just stand by and watch while a friend heads off into danger on her own,' and if we get into danger we'll just have to brute force our way out of it ! "
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taeyong — shalala m/v image pt.1
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ALTHOUGH HE & THE REST OF CYNO WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THEIR TOUR, their company thought it’d be a good idea to schedule some special collaboration stages for some of the members for a few music shows for special summer episodes. thankfully if hansol was feeling exhausted — which he most certainly was — it definitely didn’t look like it. considering the fact that he’s been in the spotlight and enduring the rigorous schedules prism had for him and the team for four years now, he’s become a professional at hiding the fatigue. ( though, makeup sure does help a lot too. ) after a couple takes for his stage was finished, he was in dire need of energy replenishment and pronto.
once he was finished with the takes for his stage, he decided that he was due for some much needed snacks while he waited for everyone else was getting ready or getting their filming done. he genuinely doesn’t expect anyone else to be snacking since his was one of the first stages of the evening filmed, so he’s slightly flustered when he realizes there’s another person at the table already eating. he thinks about turning back and just waiting until it was clear to come back . . . unfortunately, she’s already noticed him. ‘ oh no, ’ he thinks, ‘ act cool, just act like a cool senior ! ’
he isn’t used to talking with strangers without the presence of one of the other members, but he assumes putting on a professional smile is enough to hide his own nerves. it’s just unfortunate for him that he finds her to be the cutest girl he’s ever met, stuffed cheeks and all. “ it’s nice to meet you, and congratulations on your debut ! ” he bows, clapping his hands to emphasize before his eyes widened. “ ah, i - i mean — good luck on your upcoming stage. i can’t wait to see you perform. ” he backpedals again, realizing what he said, “ no, what i mean . . . i meant, i’m sure you’re excited. i was for mine, at least. ”
caught red-handed // @servphics
the smell of ddukbokki lingered in the small dressing room, the savory scent quick to reach the rookie’s nose. it has been weeks since she last had the spicy snack or any sort of snack in general – all in preparation for her big debut. although the new soloist was well aware of the strict diet she was supposed to be on, her mouth couldn’t help but water at just imagining the taste of the street food. clutching her signed album in hand, ana looked around to check her surroundings before approaching the spread of food on the nearby table. taking a stab at one of the spicy rice cakes, the idol quickly plopped it in her mouth before suddenly being startled by the sound the footsteps approaching her from the hallway, the nineteen year old practically spinning in place. with a sharp bow and her mouth full, she pushed the rice cake into the ball of her cheek rushing out her greeting. “hello! i’m rainbow entertainment’s new soloist, ana! please wish me luck on my debut!”
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MINHO HAS BEEN IN THE INDUSTRY FOR THE ENTIRETY OF HIS LIFE, and yet there seemed to still be instances where even he finds himself surprised by lengths reporters would go to invade his or his family's privacy. while not the direct cause of minho's lack of presence off schedule, he treasures all of the secrets he can manage to keep like they're the finest jewels. it's common knowledge among fans that he constantly disappears on social media for weeks — sometimes months — before suddenly having a rush of extroversion for a day or two, then the cycle repeats and he's gone with the wind again. though in recent years he's been trying to be more open with fans through bubble, not wanting their hard-earned money they choose to spend on a subscription for messages from him to go to waste.
he doesn't always pay attention to the replies he receives from the service, only replying to the funnier messages every now and then, but recently he's been flooded with a large amount of messages — most curious about the recent confirmation of his ( formerly ) secret relationship with soojin ; some congratulating him, some disapproving them together, some loving them together, and enough voicing their surprise he has the ability to get himself a partner. he left a lengthy message when the new initially dropped, wanting to wait for everything to quiet down before going back to his regularly scheduled storytelling of the day, but instead everyone is convinced he's started a new streak of being inactive again due to the unwarranted exposure of their relationship. something about being upset that his comeback was ruined by the revelation, though it's far from the truth.
if anything, his comeback with rover was his most successful release to date since his solo debut back in 2019. some may even say the ‘ scandal ’ had only boosted the popularity of it, enough that he was able to garner his first win. he’s seen many alongside his brothers in duke, but it was a different & unfamiliar feeling to achieve one on his own. although the filming for music bank had finished and his encore stage had long been over, the man was still reeling from the adrenaline of it all, still trying to wrap his head around it. he sent photos to the group chat shared between duke and stella, and although he wouldn’t admit it . . . there was really only one person’s reaction that he’s waiting for. while he waits, he can’t help but continue to admire the trophy in his hands — where will this be displayed ?
“ for me ? flowers ? ” he genuinely isn’t expecting any visitors, and certainly wasn’t expecting any floral deliveries either — hell, he wasn’t even expecting a win ( against chérie of all groups ) today ! who could these possibly be from ? he bows his head a bit in thanks, slightly embarrassed that he’s not in a more ‘ collected ’ state to receive them, but he plays it off very well. however, he feels like something about this stranger is extremely familiar, and he finds his suspicions are correct once he eyes them properly. a wide smile appears on his face at the recognition. how could he not notice earlier ? “ thank you so much . . . not to sound cliché, but your endless support & love really brought me to this moment. ” he feels like the waterworks will begin again any moment, overwhelmed by the new wave of joy he’s feeling at her sudden arrival. “ and thank you for the flowers . . . i love them. i love you. ” he pauses, clearing his throat — signaling to the staff he knows are eavesdropping that he can indeed see them, “ i - i mean to say . . . they’re beautiful. they’re lovely. thank you. ”
the first of many // @servphics
IF SOOJIN WAS BEING honest, before she had become an idol herself , she had always thought that the extreme ways in which fans reacted to dating confirmations was some weird sort of inside joke . there was no way people would be that self entitled that they believed their dearest celebrities should stay single forever, right ? she’d been naive to the lengths fans would go to sabotage their ‘faves’ relationship up until the moment shiloh and ryuusuke had gone public , cyno’s more dedicated fans going out of their way to create whole accounts just to attack the kindest woman soojin had ever known , and while shiloh and ryuusuke had remained happy and strong despite the onslaught after the announcement ; soojin knew that that wasn’t always the case for everyone else .
AND PERHAPS THAT HAD been why she’d been so anxious about going public about her relationship with minho ( if one could even call it that, they’d never actually discussed getting together . it had just sort of happened ) , but after a lengthy conversation with shiloh who had reassured her that , even if they were greeted with resistance , it would go away eventually , and a meeting with both risa and minho — who was also preparing for his comeback , talk about horrendous timing — regarding the dispatch article that had recently dropped , they had given the company the go ahead to confirm their relationship . but let it be known , if soojin ever caught the journalist who had gotten the drop on them , she would probably be given jail time for crimes against humanity .
EXTREME REACTIONS OR NOT , the grounding weight of the bouquet in her hands reminded her of her current mission — feet following the familiar hallways of the music bank building , eyes searching for the door of waiting room #19 . two doors down from waiting room #17 — the room stella had used the most over the past near nine years — and a whole row of doors down from the wall full of signatures , she would reach out with her spare hand to push down on the handle and open the door with the aid of her shoulder . bowing her head in both greeting and apology to the stylist who had jumped at the door opening , the onyx haired vocalist would raise her hand to adjust her mask as her eyes landed on the figure of her now very public partner ; his eyes still slightly red as he sat on the couch , admiring the well earned trophy in his hand .
“ MINHO SSI ? YOU HAVE A DELIVERY . ” thankfully , the role of a delivery person from busan came relatively easily to soojin — she’d had many the odd jobs before the kind man at the hospital had reminded her of her dreams of the stage . for a brief moment , he fully seemed to believe in the act , a professional mask slipping over his face but the curiosity evident in those doe eyes that she adored so much , but the moment his fingers touched hers — slightly calloused skin from all his hard work meeting the many tiny scars on her fingers — to take the flowers , the second their eyes met , she knew it was over . after all , there were very few other people who knew her as well as he did . pulling down her mask to reveal the lower half of her face , an infectious smile grew on her lips — travelling up to her dark eyes as she crouched in front of the male , “ congratulations on your first win , ” she begins gently , hands reaching out to briefly cradle his face . “ the first of many , i’m certain … you’ve worked hard , my love . i can’t think of anyone more deserving of this win than you . ”
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ROSY.
01:24am,
daniel & marzia.
it’s been a long, long day. he’s been stuck in his home-studio for the majority of the day, working on tracks for his first album that was set to release in exactly one month. while he has more than twice as many songs recorded, and even more written, than the ep will actually hold, he wants it to be absolutely perfect—which is proving to be a harder reality to accomplish than he’d initially believed. despite days continuing to pass, he still finds himself changing lyrics, or melodies, or even the tracklist itself just because he can.
he’s not unknown, and surely the small amount of fans that he’s earned during his days of posting demos on soundcloud wouldn’t hate anything he releases. well, he’s definitely doing some wishful-thinking, hoping this is the case to feel less intimidated about the whole thing. can anyone really blame him for being anxious, though? he finds himself constantly overthinking every decision he makes regarding the album, certainly stressing out his manager and co-producers with how indecisive he’s being. it’s his first piece of work as a signed artist under a popular label, and there’s a mountain of expectations he wants to meet: both his and everyone else’s.
it’s now been a couple hours since he’s left his studio, tired eyes slowly blinking as he searches for a ray of light during this dark, stressing time—also known as his wonderful, brighter-than-the-sun-itself significant other, who’s also conveniently the one person he wants to impress the most. many of the songs are about her, about them, and he wants her to know everything he’s always wanted to tell her but too shy to say outside of his element.
he finds her in another room, a small smile immediately creeping onto his face as he watches her back. he’s glad she hasn’t noticed him yet ( or maybe she has, he’s still grateful that she hasn’t turned around ), and he finds himself suddenly thinking about the first night they met. a lot of time has passed since that fateful night, and sometimes he finds himself thinking about where he’d be in life if she didn’t come along and impact it as much as she has. he takes out his phone, immediately going to his gallery to look for the photo of them he took that night, before finally tiptoeing towards her.
he snakes his arms around her, pressing a small kiss to the side of her head before resting his chin on her shoulder, a fond grin on his face as he shows her the photo on his screen. “do you remember this night?” he starts, already knowing her answer, “when we took this photo, i didn’t even imagine how important you’d become to me. i was just happy i made a friend all on my own.”
@bluntloves
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𝑩𝑨𝑵𝑮 𝑱𝑶𝑶𝑵𝑯𝑶.
the thought of kyuri spending hours on end just to write to him brought a sense of comfort to joon’s heart. considering how much pain he had put her through and just how much he had asked from her the night he was stopped, joon figured that kyuri would want nothing to do with him – he wouldn’t blame her for that either. however, knowing that she thought of him everyday since then and even took the time to get into contact with him despite all that, it only made the male realize how much he didn’t deserve her or her mercy.
“no… they were perfect, kyuri. thank you.” he assured her with a gentle smile. unfortunately, the smile slowly fell out of place when the other mentioned his soon-to-be departure. joon could only nod at the hero’s disappointment, finding himself a bit disappointed as well. after all, joon could only assume that the both of them felt cheated. with it being a year since they have seen each other and only getting this short amount time to actually see each other before he leaves again, it was almost as if they were being punished.
“i… didn’t expect to leave so soon either.” he admitted, recalling what the doctor had told him only moments before. he was to be released in a week and to zhen no less. although the hero had been with him almost everyday since the day he was admitted into rehabilitation, joon couldn’t help but feel a bit confused as to why the older male would want to take custody of him over the authorities or the academy. “they haven’t really told me what’s going on. all i know is that i’ll be leaving with zhen next week and that i’ll be gone for awhile. i don’t even have a clue on how long ‘awhile’ will be.”
realizing this as he spoke, joon felt a tug in his chest, his heart feeling uncomfortable and tight. it was a suffocating feeling and joon hoped that whatever this was, it was his own feelings and not the psychotic part of him that he has worked so hard to suppress and erase. “but…” joon started after a moment silence, his hand against his aching chest while his gaze moved to meet the woman’s in front of him. “no matter how long i’m gone this time – i’ll come back to you, kyuri. i promise. i’ll come back better and stronger than i am now.”
he took a moment for a breath. “i won’t give up until i have repaid everything to you, kyuri. you have my word.”
ALTHOUGH SHE DIDN’T SMILE AT HIS STATEMENT, her cheeks grew warm at the small compliment and she knew she can’t try hiding it without being obvious. she couldn’t imagine how lonely it must’ve been for him to spend the majority of his time in this room by himself, except for those times when he had those close to him visit. she’s glad that their friends were able to get her letters through to him, and even happier knowing that the staff never tried preventing them from bringing more. she wanted him to know she still cared, and that she’d wait to see him again. she just didn’t expect that their long-awaited reunion would be so ... short. she’s disappointed in herself, but doesn’t let it show; perhaps if she had fought harder, she could have seen him earlier.
“apparently it was decided earlier this week... zhen requested it himself from what i heard.” she doesn’t know the details either, and technically she was never supposed to know. it was supposed to be classified intel between zhen and mincheol, however minho happened to just accidentally eavesdrop the two while they were speaking ... which led to this moment. minho is either really bad at keeping secrets, or he felt pity for their circumstances, but regardless, she’s thankful for letting her know. she knew she had one last chance to see him and she needed to take it. “i’m sure you have nothing to worry about. at least you’ll be able to get out of this room and get some fresh air. i have no doubt that any place he brings you will be a lot better than here.”
she knows the cameras in the corners of the room are on and listening, but she doesn’t care. she’s been in this room for maybe a minute now and the blonde already feels like she’s suffocating. how joon was able to survive in this room for as long as he has... she’ll never understand. his next words cause tears to form in her eyes, his words hitting her harder than she expected. this was unfair. the entire situation ... is cruel. deep down she knows why they needed to be separated, and she’s forced herself to accept the decisions made, too. however, she’s waited so long to see him and now that he’s in front of her, there’s so much that she wants to say but they don’t have a lot of time anymore. it feels like this would be her last chance until the next time they meet, whenever that may be.
“i can’t believe this,” she mumbles more to herself, shaking her head and wiping her eyes with the back of her hands. “stupid ... stop talking like we’re already saying goodbye. i just got here!” the young woman tries to joke, but there’s no smile on her face. even when minho first broke the news to her, she also couldn’t help but cry then, too. how unfortunate for the hands of fate to continue to separate them, just when she thinks they could be closer? “i’ll wait for you. i’ll always wait for you. i have waited so long already ... just come home soon, okay? we’re all waiting for you.”
she pauses for a moment, letting her words settle before moving to open her bag. “it’s a good thing that they let me in today. i actually ... i have a gift for you that someone wanted me to bring.”
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𝑨𝑲𝑰𝒀𝑨𝑴𝑨 𝑯𝑰𝑲𝑨𝑹𝑰.
❝ BECAUSE IT’S YOU // @servphics
𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. akiyama hikari was a good liar, the first half of her life had made sure of that, but lying to her boyfriend ? that was apparently where her acting abilities stopped. the plan had been hatched over two months ago during a conversation between the cyno members sans aforementioned boyfriend where the other members were telling the maknae about how much seojin apparently missed her despite him never admitting to it outloud. how typical, she had thought as she watched the absolute o n s l a u g h t of messages that appeared in the chatroom, only chiming in when necessary.
hiding the fact that she was coming to surprise him during their tour was undoubtedly one of the hardest things she had ever done, ignoring his texts and calls ? now that was something else entirely. every time he called or messaged her, hikari could feel a pot of guilt opening in her stomach — she just prayed that he wouldn’t be too mad when she eventually showed up right in front of him. walking through the hotel lobby, the brunette couldn’t help but think about how similiar all this was to those one direction fanfictions she had read in her youth, a smile appearing on her face at the thought as she entered the elevator, hitting the button that read 19th floor as she did.
at this point, the butterflies in her stomach were completely undeniable, her fingers tapped anxiously on her thigh as she waited for the doors to open. jumping slightly when they did, the maknae would move to exit the elevator all whilst pulling out her phone to check the message from ryuusuke which held seojin’s room number along with a hurried message that read ’ please hurry, he might actually kill us ’ in japanese — a sight that made her smile slightly — before she tucks her phone away and heads towards the room.
opening the door which has previously been open just a crack, the young dancer would barely be able to hold back her laughter at the sight of seojin, ryuu and jlong all sitting in the room, the latter two clearly attempting to distract her partner by playing a rather violent round of street fighter. quietly placing her suitcase down, the brunette would move up behind the couch before leaning down and wrapping her arms around seojin’s shoulders, resting her chin on his head. “ mind if i play a game ? i haven’t played street fighter in ages. ”
HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT THEY ARE DOING. or rather, he knows the half of it but thinks he can see the whole picture. he's conscious of the fact that they’re doing his best to distract him, and for the most part they are doing good enough. unfortunately, ever since their most recent concert ended, he’s been feeling more stressed about upcoming the two upcoming in another week. cyno has been on tour for too long, and being on the road for so long has been getting to him — they have another week or so to prepare but it’s still a lot to deal with in a short amount of time. as appreciative as he is towards cyno’s fans, and as grateful as he is to have the opportunity to go on tour with his best friends, he misses being away from home.
( ‘home’, referring to his girlfriend, of course. )
speaking of said girlfriend, part of the reason he’s irritated as of late is due to the fact that she’s been ignoring him for too long. as his eyes stay focused on the screen, his mind continues to wander back to hikari. he wonders what she’s up to right now, and what’s keeping her so busy to the point where she can’t send him a quick message back to let him know she’s at least okay. he would love nothing more than to talk to her, to see her, or just to hold her, but he knows that’s not possible given the current circumstances. maybe, just maybe, his mood would brighten up a bit if he could just get one message, no matter how small it is.
he’s uncharacteristically quiet as the other two beside him talk his ears off, only chiming in when he feels it’s necessary; but they probably know his mind is elsewhere. it’s not the first time that they have experienced dealing with him in this state, but his weariness weighs heavily on his shoulders and he’s definitely doing his best to restrain himself from shoving them out of his room. he doesn’t notice the door opening, his mind fully focused on his match against jlong with the intent to win...
or so he thought. he jolts at the feeling of someone’s embrace, not expecting it mid-game and not appreciating the lack of permission, either. he’s quick to abandon the game and turn around, about to shove who he thinks is hansol off him, ( as their maknae has been awfully affectionate lately, too ), until hikari’s voice fully registers in his mind. almost instantly, a gummy smile breaks out on his face and the other two in the room are forgotten — all he can see right now is his angel, the one person he’s been dying to talk to all day. the singer’s arms are returning her embrace, having half a mind to not be too aggressive despite his wordless excitement.
“you’re here? how— when did— why didn’t you tell me?” he speaks quickly, almost breathless, still surprised that she is actually in front of him. reluctantly pulling away, he gets off the couch and makes his way to her side, holding her cheeks in the palm of his hands as he stares down at her with a sappy grin. he’s missed this. he’s missed her. the realization of how long it’s been doesn’t actually hit him until this moment, where she’s finally in front of him with oceans not separating them. “we can play whatever you want with them later,” his eyes are still on her, one of his hands playing with the ends of her hair mindlessly before speaking again. “i want us to be alone for a while. so you can rest, of course.”
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𝑩𝑨𝑵𝑮 𝑱𝑶𝑶𝑵𝑯𝑶.
the tension was thick between them, awkward and unsure. it was obvious that they didn’t know exactly how to approach each other. after all, the last time they were face-to-face, they left off at a bitter end – joon beginning for kyuri to end his life while the kyuri was merely moments away from accomplishing his selfish request. honestly, the male wasn’t sure how he would respond if he were able to see kyuri again. but hearing her voice and seeing her for the first time in a year, it lessened the anxiety pounding heavily against his chest.
a faint quirk of a smile appeared on joon’s lips at the other’s feeble words as she explained how much she had to fight just to come see him. “sounds like you.” he couldn’t help but comment quietly, a sense of fondness and familiarity in his voice. however, seeing the young woman stand awkwardly by the door, the other quickly motioned for her to sit down in the chair beside him. “you don’t have to stand around, you know? have a seat – please.” he assured her, probably sounding a bit too polite for her liking.
joon’s eyes wandered to the letters that laid stacked on the table beside him, feeling a little embarrassed that kyuri saw them laying out in the open. “of course i kept them…” he reassured her, his gaze leaving the letters to focus on kyuri instead. “they helped me… a lot. they’ve kept me sane while i’m here.” joon admitted rather openly though his tone carried a bit of sheepishness to it. looking rather apologetic, he continued speaking. “i’m sorry i didn’t reply to any of them. i really wanted to, but… you know…”
THE INTENSITY IN THE ROOM IS BEGINNING TO MELT, she thinks, as conversing slowly but steadily becomes less awkward for the both of them. with that, the previous anxiety she felt about not knowing what to expect also begins to disappear. she can tell from his voice that he didn’t hate her, which was one of the fears she had about coming in today. she couldn’t help but have some part of her believe the idea of being put on the list of unapproved visitors, while proven to be the fault of her family, could’ve also been influenced by him as well. she really had nothing to worry about. “i wanted to come earlier, really,” she starts, beginning to move towards the chair, “i tried really hard to get them to budge, but as you can imagine, it was a losing battle from the start.”
as she sat down, she thought about all of the letters she had written for him. she made a calculative effort to confirm when her friends were going to see him, and tried to write a letter that was current so he didn’t feel like he was missing much. she filled in the blanks between letters and tried to add information on as much as she could — letters could’ve been three times the length if she wanted to truly overwhelm him. in fact, she would’ve sent letters every day if she could — she stopped attempting to make ‘direct’ contact after the first seven letters were returned. she has a box filled to the brim with letters left unsent, which will most likely never reach him out of embarrassment. she eyes him for a moment, a small, fond smile on her lips as she notices how much he’s changed.
maybe one day she will find the courage to show all of the letters to him.
“don’t worry about it.” though it hurt at first, not being able to receive his emotions without there being a messenger between them, she couldn’t blame him. even if he was lying and truthfully didn’t want to write back, she knew the circumstances — she was lucky enough that at least some of her letters could make it to him. her smile grew just a bit as she allowed his words to sink in her head, more unexpected warmth spreading throughout, making itself noticeable on her cheeks. “i’m... i’m really glad they helped, joon. honestly i always wondered if i said too little, or if emotions weren’t coming through — i’m not much of a ‘letter writing person’, so i was actually a little nervous about them.” taking a pause, she couldn’t help the flash of sadness that allowed itself to show, “i grew a lot more comfortable, but i didn’t anticipate that i’d be sending my last letter so soon, though...”
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𝑩𝑨𝑵𝑮 𝑱𝑶𝑶𝑵𝑯𝑶.
@servphics
it has been a year since he was locked up in this room, the walls a bright white complimenting the metallic machinery around him. for a year, he wasn’t allowed to walk in and out, having his meals and medication brought to him while doctors and psychiatrists entered and left his room freely while he could not. very occasionally, zhen would arrive along with soojin or minho to come and visit him though the visits were limited to half an hour at time. the days in the white room never ended, time nothing but a fragment as joon would slowly lose count of the seconds, minutes, hours, and days. according to zhen on one occasion, he looked like nothing but an empty shell – breathing, but no longer living.
there was one thing that had sparked any hope in this dull prison, the letters he would receive from kyuri whenever soojin or minho visited. the letters weren’t long at all, being rather brief but enough to bring some sort of comfort to the broken young man. of course, he wasn’t allowed to reply to any of the messages, being told that he could alter his progress to healing if he made contact with the subject of obsession when he was brainwashed. but he continued to keep the letters on his bedside to read whenever he needed to mentally escape from the present; and thankfully, for him, they never stopped coming.
“you’re being discharged next week and being released to the custody of zhen.” the familiar, but calculative voice spoke as they scratched their pen against the notes they were carrying around. joon looked up in surprise at the doctor before him, unsure on whether or not he had heard right. but seeing the stern, but tired eyes look back at him, the younger male could only assume that he had indeed heard right.
“he’ll be your caretaker from now on as you finish your recovery. crazy fool.” the doctor tsk’d before stopping his scratching and placing his pen into the front pocket of his lab coat. “but why–” joon was interrupted as the doctor chose to cut him off.
“you can ask him yourself. he’ll be coming by tomorrow to brief you in on what’s been decided by both the academy and the city police. meanwhile, if you have any loose ends to tie up with your sister or your friends, i suggest you tell zhen to bring them by when you get the chance. from what i hear, you won’t be seeing any of them for a while.” with the wave of his hand, the doctor walked towards the door to leave joon back to his thoughts. “oh. you have a visitor waiting for you. she wasn’t on the list of the approved visitors, but she insisted on seeing you. seeing as it’s your last week and all, we’ll make an exception this time and send her in.”
furrowing his eyebrows, joon could only nod as he stared at the doctor’s departure, confused as to who the doctor could be referring to. taking a deep sigh, the male swung is feet over the bed so he was completely sitting up, stretching out his stiff neck and shoulders. it was only a few moments later that he heard a couple of knocks against the door before it completely opened, joon looking up once more only to be caught by surprise. it was the last person he had expected to see, after all, the familiar sight of long blonde hair and a pair of icy eyes – though if joon could remember correctly, the shade of blonde was definitely much lighter than a year ago and her eyes were much less cold. at least, when they landed on him. in that second, the man could see in her eyes a flickering of… remorse? pain? or was it something else.
“kyuri…” he spoke quietly, not over the initial shock of seeing the other for the first time in a year. swallowing thickly, he continued to speak, his voice becoming a little stronger. “kyuri, what are you doing here? i thought…” joon trailed off, unsure how he should proceed to talk to the other after everything that has happened. after a moment silence, he lamely changed the subject. “i got your letters…”
WHILE SHE WAITS TO BE LED TOWARDS HIS ROOM, she feels her stomach bubbling as she bounces eagerly on her toes. her mind is currently racing with a million different thoughts and emotions, serving as a distraction from the uneasiness she feels while she sits alone in the waiting room. it wasn’t entirely quiet, but she didn’t feel comfortable being all by herself. her mentors offered to accompany her when she refused to ask the likes of her friends, much less her twin, yet at the time she foolishly declined their offers. now that she was actually here, she probably should’ve brought someone like zhen along; perhaps she wouldn’t have had to make a fool of herself by arguing with staff for nearly half an hour to be able to see him before he officially leaves her — again.
as footsteps approach, her attention shifts to the stranger nearing her — his doctor, she presumes — clipboard in hand before they sigh. the doctor seems tired, but she can’t bring herself to care enough to ask them about it. her mind focuses on the idea of seeing him again, different scenarios playing out in her head as she follows silently behind, keeping a safe distance from the professional to further avoid meaningless conversation. she’s scared, excited, and sad all at the same time. anxiety eats away at her with every step taken; unusual and unfamiliar for her. she’s typically so cool and aloof, yet here she is — her legs ready to give out as they near his room. the doctor turns to face her once they stop at his door, voice quiet as they tell her they’ll go in for a couple minutes before allowing her visit to start.
as soon as they disappear behind the door, she’s alone again. minutes feel like hours; she’s been longing to see him for a long time now, envious that she was the only one who couldn’t see him for the entire year that he’s been in here.
the doctor comes out again, mentioning another staff member will come to wait outside — as precaution, so they say.
she knocks gingerly, but doesn’t wait for a word of invitation before stepping inside and closing the door behind her. the air is knocked out of her lungs as her eyes finally focus on joon for the first time in a year, and she stops at the doorway for a moment, unsure of where to stand or sit. the air is already thick with tension, and she doesn’t want to make it worse. thankfully for her, he speaks first, and she can’t help the small smile that appears on her face at the sound of her name leaving his lips. “hi,” she feebly starts, “oh, i — it took a lot of unnecessary persuasion to get here.” her eyes momentarily dart to the letters on the bedside table, warmth spreading throughout her body. “you kept them. i thought... i didn’t know you kept them.”
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