fated . *

     @viralmade   /    heated /  ( always accepting ) 

       ❝ I am, Hyun… ❞  

   What did you do, what did you do. You step back from the closeness you were once comfortable in. You retreat, with all that you know. MC… you have overstepped your boundaries right now, so please accept it while you can. Those words can barely leave you softly. You’re …shaking, wondering what you did so wrong. What you did so … right? If there’s even a possibility. Over and over again you repeat how you wanted to react. How you wanted to react, but you… never did.    

 ❝Why can’t you listen to me… when I say I love you? Maybe I’m wrong… and you can’t believe me. You… can’t believe me?   ❞  You shuffle backwards, pulling away from his grasp. You want to run, run run. Tears sting. They fall. You … regret maybe; that you let all of your insecurities into someone. Him. 

        your eyes take a  GLANCE  at the brunette next to you;  she as an  eerily similar  aura,  one that’s too close to mina’s,  one that can replicate  YOURS  if there was  a route  for it.  your mind wanders for a  FLASH  of a second,  pondering if such a situation would ever  …  come along.  you don’t really think you’d  WANT  to experience it.

        “  that’s what mina and i thought at first,  too.  ”  IMAGINE  -  playing a game,  to find that it’s real in a different universe  -  about  UNIVERSES  in general;  and then finding your  half sister  in the middle of that.   “  people who think they  DON’T  care as much as they do.  it’ll send ya’ into a real identity crisis.  ”

   ❝ Do they feel... it all? The way you switch interests with each route─❞  Where will you stop, you don’t know. You know you’re speaking to someone with more wisdom than yourself. It’s obvious that you’re reaching for something at this point...the point where you don’t want to understand where SAEYOUNG might be coming from. You want to pretend that it’s something you... couldn’t understand. 

                           “  No.. not really. “  he says, and he wonders if it’s so obvious that he holds no close relationship to his own mother.  A deep breath, Hyun rests easily against his own sofa. “ It’s late, “ he prompts, because he doesn’t want to over step any boundaries on his own right. Because  JUMIN   set this up, right? Despite his own night, Hyun pays more mind to the other. “ You don’t have to stay if you don’t want but I think you shouldn’t have to sleep over..  “ not that he was suggesting anything.  “  why won’t you be able to sleep  ? “

                        He rubs his eyes a bit, tuning in here and there to listen to her words.  Rehearsals played a part in his fatigue ( minus the drinking, but still )  The way she’s wanting to care for him cracks a smile in a sad boy’s face, but he’s too caught up with the throw blanket. “ Banana milk ? “  he repeats, but she’s going a mile a minute and he just follows through with sitting himself down on the couch.  “  You don’t have to do all of this, “ 

                                     ↪ . ☆*:•'  @ceomade

        ❝ Wait let me ─  ❞ You jump from your seat, adrenaline rushing through you as you stand up straight ─ afraid of the cold reaction coming from Jumin across the way.  Quickly you reach for the spilled cup, eyes looking for some sort of towel to clean it up with.  You were dozing off. You’re tired, and weren’t really listening to whatever he had to tell you those several minutes ago, so you feel kinda bad.      ❝ ─ I made the mess. I’ll clean it. ❞  What you do know, is how many times you’ve gotten on his good side. You’re quick witted, sharp too. Maybe he’ll let you off the hook.