Lovers Roulette. TEASER

Lovers’ Roulette. ⭒ TEASER

The way grief blooms can only be compared to something like a flower: a heart-shaped wound that can never fully close, held together with a thin protective layer of stardust gathered through out time.

For grief to be unexpressed love: in its’ most painful yet pure form, always wanting more.

The only thing that cuts through love.

But what of the people who cause grief?

Those who stampede their way through, never bothering to look back toward the fault lines they’d left behind. The heartless abandoning the rest of them in the hourglass of their past and broken memories.

There are rules to these kinds of people.

Never think where you are or what comes next— let go of the need to know and everything tends to fall into place.

Know that it is okay to dream, to allow your higher self to take care of the rest as you wash the blood off of your hands. This is only temporary.

And if something— someone— is calling you, answer.

Even if it bursts out of your chest like a trapped bird set free, you must follow it.

When all of your instincts are kicking and fighting against you like a wild caged animal, allow those hands to calm the tremors and let the light in.

It may be the only time you’ll be able to bask in it.

There is always something between you and love. A closed door, an endless corridor. Flames burning higher and higher until they cover you whole.

Maybe in some universe you are under the lamppost at dusk, he can see you across the road, arms above your head waving hello with a smile.

Is it summer or are you still in spring? It wouldn’t matter then.

In his chest, something crashes hard as a head-on collision.

But in reality, you grow further away like gravity turned on its side, he is up, and you will always be down.

The feeling of falling you had forgotten and tried to bury beneath the years has reared its’ head.

“Do you see me still, my dear? Do you trust yourself now?”

“Does it make you smile to know you were right about me all along? Or somewhere deep down, does it kill you?”

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other universes? ⭒ drabble

An afternoon train ride with Sunghoon brings up some interesting conversation topics as you think over the inevitability of your relationship.

“Do you think we know each other in every universe?” Glancing over at him from the book you had been flipping through, your eyebrows furrow together.

“You think there’s other universes? You don’t even care for ghosts, I never thought you’d believe something like that..” A hint of amusement was present over such a question.

“It’s just a question, why can’t you answer it? You’re deflecting!” Shaking your head, you brought a finger to your chin as if to show you were deep in pondering.

There wasn’t anything to really think about, you were sure you’d find each other in any lifetime but it was much more entertaining to tease him for such a strange question.

“Mm… maybe we’re aliens traveling on a ship together and exploring the stars or something?” Seemingly satisfied with the answer, he brought his coffee up to his smile to balance it between his lips before replying.

If you were to believe that in every so called universe, it’s your destiny to create beauty in this world then it was inevitable that you would find him in every one. To you, knowing him was the most beautiful thing you had done. The thought of saying something so cheesy made you sick.

“Or maybe we’re vampires cannibalizing our lovers.”

This time your eyes are open wide, brows lifted almost to your hairline. Though you didn’t know what to expect from him, that certainly missed the imaginary mark. Although, you’d just blame yourself for not assuming he’d say something so strange.

“Huh? Mines way more sweet, you’re so weird..” he just happily sipped his coffee, glancing out the window causing you to stifle a laugh.

He chuckled along with you and eventually, you were full blown laughing before your face contorted into something more of discomfort, a yawn escaping you.

The smile never left, him tilted his head slightly.

“Tired?” Nodding, you moved your books to the inside of your bag to free up your lap.

“It’s no big deal.” The eye bags under your eye gave away that wasn’t the whole truth, however and he rolled his eyes.

“Lying on stand is a crime.” The glare you shot him was worthy of being noted by judge, jury and his possible executioner but as you scrambled your mind for an excuse, all you could do was bite back another yawn.

“You’re ridiculous.” Before you could attempt to argue back once more, his own books were tossed to the side and he gently pulled you into him, head resting on his shoulder.

“You still take care of me though.” You rebuttal, finally finding a somewhat good argument.

It’s not like you could see but his brows lifted into defined curves and his cheeks flushed the slightest bit. It would be embarrassing if you were to see but in the end, he’d blame the sunlight attacking him through the windows.

It was regrettable that he was out of your line of sight now, knowing how his lashes flutter against the full of his cheeks as he now struggles to find his words for once.

“We take care of each other.” Is all he said. Maybe that was enough of a reason for you to quit teasing him, or maybe your tongue was dancing against the back of your teeth, lips parted as you try to find something to say to seal the moment.

And in some moments he had been so sweet, almost treating you with what felt like love. Sunghoon, who shapes your life with love and purpose, touching your heart ever so briefly with his weary hands and leaving it feeling a little more cherished than it was.

Eventually, you come back empty. Closing your eyes with a sigh, the heat of the sun warming you up.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” The tone was too sweet, so low as if it were only for your ears.

The heat taking over your face surely didn’t help, especially in the already beating sunlight where you couldn’t hide.

“It’s the middle of the day.” He chuckled again, shrugging against you gently.

“Whatever, it’s good if it’s with you.” Face contorting into something of a look of embarrassment, you refused to open your eyes.

“Sure, whatever you say… good day then, Sunghoon.” The strange accent you attempted to make caused him to cringe, looking out the window with full-blown eyes as if to pretend you were some stranger who had fallen asleep on him.

The love and admiration the two of you had could live in peace with your everyday life and for that, you were grateful.

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36 FLAVORS! ⭒ TEASER

Looking down at the fruit sorbet that was once frozen solid, it’s seemed to have become a melted mess in its’ shell. Depending on how you spun the orange, it could have looked like a heart. Unfortunately, that didn’t make it seem anymore appetizing.

In all of our lifetimes: there is always a before and after. You’ll experience the before, the between and the after.

Those days before now look beautiful to you: when every light is on in stark contrast to the blacked out street. While the shades are up, music playing to quiet the summer rain outside— you’ll close your eyes and hope to feel it all over again.

It’ll be those bright days when you can smell the salt of the sea in the air as you walked into that shop, wanting nothing more than you already had.

Even the harsh smell of cleaning products couldn’t distract you from the chirp of the bell and the way your breath was stolen from you for a moment as you made eye contact with him.

Wouldn’t it be ridiculous to fall for someone so quickly?

There was something about life by the sea that was seen as the idyllic life. The feeling of scorching sand between your toes or the whispers of the ocean in a seashell.

Maybe there was something simply beautiful about lounging around in bed all day in your pajamas petting animals, eating out of cereal boxes.

It feels much brighter on the outside of those four walls, though. Because life looks beautiful to you with his head thrown back, easy laughter spilling from his mouth. Your hands linked with a boy solely devoted to your happiness— his eyes on your lips and the messy residue of ice cream shared on your faces.

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cool with you. ⭒ TEASER

The players were annoying. Almost as annoying as the squeaking of their shoes on the gymnasium floor or the grating sound of spikes hitting the floor.

Eyes narrowed and focused, feet stood apart tall and determined as the arrow is pulled back to precision and then— an eruption of cheers as it slips just past its’ target.

Surely it couldn’t be your fault, it was just a flaw in your environment. A terribly annoying, loud distracting flaw.

That’s what you had told yourself but no matter how much you had tried to convince yourself, the inescapable truth was that it was your own lack of skill.

Maybe that was how you wound up sitting uncomfortably close to him on the nurses’ table, staring down at the bruises on your knees.

You’d expected some sort of taunt but instead were only met with the sound of shifting before something was being held out to you. A strawberry milk.

“For your… bones! Uh— for hydration! Gotta stay.. hydrated.”

For the first time in a while, you laughed. It wasn’t the incessant nagging or humiliation you had expected but instead some sort of meek attempt at caring for you, a complete stranger.

The peaks and valleys of your days, like the line of a pulse shooting up so high, you thought nothing would ever touch you again when he looked at you in that moment.

That day broke like a ray of sun on rain; hope that pierced your heart like an arrow, leaving you with an incurable ache.

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