𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐘.

Seojun did no know how much his heart could handle when it came to Maya but he guessed that if it was doing okay until now, then, it would be alright for the following years as well. He had hope. And he had her as well. A killer combination for sure. “What can I say? I’m like your phone’s alarm, I’m set to remind you of the most important things.” Someone bring the toasted bread because this was cheesy. He had no memory of being like this to his previous girlfriends. He also had no memory of being with them for more than a few weeks but that was another topic that he preferred not to dwell in. Perhaps because he was rather cold to them, distant even. But not with Maya. How did she do that? Was it her persistence? Her stubbornness? The inevitability that they’d end up together because she saw it in one of her visions? Well, whatever it was, he was glad that it happened.

“How could you know that, hm?” He winked at her, teasingly, as the corner of his mouth turned up in a little smirk. “My dreams can be pretty convincing.” A chuckle rolled past his lips and he leaned in to place a peck on her lips, the smirk still lingering ever so slightly. “Oh really? Maybe we should go home later because now I want to listen to your explanation about the differences between a stranger and a strange man. Enlight me.”

she thought about what he said for a brief moment, sucking onto her bottom lip as she let the thought flow about it, thinking if the answer should be quirky or not. or maybe something in between would do. “you said that, not me. i would never compare you to my alarm clock. but more like my calendar or something like that.” to this, it was worth knowing that maya never used her phone’s alarm ( in fact, she only used her phone to pick up calls and answer to text messages and even that was not always a certain call when it came to the young girl who supposedly counted as a ‘millenial’. ) nor did she use a calendar. “although, you know i am a carpe diem kind of girl!”

claire was for once thankful that she only worked half a day ( even when she wasn’t even supposed to be on duty; she had signed up to work all summer for the experience of it all ) due to the weather conditions. the girl was sitting at the café for less than ten minutes now and she had heard how the staff at the back was yelling that they were running low on ice for the iced drinks twice. funny, wasn’t it? paying no mind to the fact she was completely alone, while others were duos or ever larger groups, she sipped on her iced vanilla americano every now and then while checking some of her social media accounts. ah, how she didn’t want to leave the building, even if she didn’t live all that far away, it still pained her that she had to walk in the sun. when someone sat down on her table, she finally looked up, the smile coming automatically to her lips. “completely fine.” another person with an iced drink; she had a quick look at him, habitually doing so. “what a crazy weather, huh?”

when he was on his own, the demon frantically walked around the holy place, feeling how his skin was starting to itch with the slightest burn here and there, droplets of sweat trickling down the sides of his face. the man couldn’t fathom how did the girl decide to hide exactly there. but in the other hand, it was also easier to find her that way; it was rather close by. after a couple of minutes, maya’s distant voice caught his attention and judging by the way yoora was nowhere to be find within this part of the church yard, nathan went back. he was able to feel this strange, tingling sensation within him the closer he was getting to the two figures; maybe it was something that the place was causing him to feel for his skin was starting to blister, or maybe it was just because he was getting reunited with his daughter after so many years. “yoora!” instinctively, he opened his arms wide, allowing the little girl to run straight into his embrace. “yoora, my child… don’t worry anymore, papa is here.” a loud sigh escaped him, one of relief, that is. having yoora as part of his already small family was the only missing piece of the puzzle. picking her up, he headed quickly towards the gates, calling to maya in the process and making sure she was following close behind. “maya, let’s head home.” there he had to thank her for the great help she’s provided yet again. his life without maya would be a life not worth living; she’s to him exactly what yoora is too – a daughter.

      her loyality to nathan was stronger than her willpower to get revenge on the little girl. for now, maya knew that she couldn’t love her. she was unable to feel any sort of tender emotions to her, knowing all of the trouble the girl have brought her and probably will continue to be doing in the future. but when she looked at the girl, and saw herself reflect in the innocence of her eyes, she knew it. yoora was as much of a victim as maya was to the cruelty of what the world, both the magical and the real one, had to offer them. she sighed heavily and allowed herself to draw her fingers through the little girls hair. she was already knitting a bond to her, she could sense it. whether maya wanted to be doing it or not. she knew that with each step she was taking, the girl was clinging a little bit harder to maya, and as much as maya wanted to push her away from her body, she didn’t do it. it felt good, in a way, to have someone wanting to be this close to her.

she watched the little reunion from afar, seeing a father embrace his beloved daughter after being away for severals of years was indeed something different and irreplaceable. it warmed maya’s heart, yet it did leave a bittersweet taste in her mouth. would she be left again? had she only been secure as nathan’s stepdaughter because his biological one was missing? maya was beating herself up in silence for even doubting him. his words, asking her to go home, made her mentally kill herself. how could he ever leave her? maya should have known from the beginning that he wouldn’t have had done it. she nodded her head a couple of times, smiling. “let’s go home and get something to eat.”

by far, all the weird situations they have been involved into, this one was breaking records. but all in all, brian was trying to think positively about this. after all, it was axel he was stuck with, how bad could that be? he’s been stuck being friends with the other male for almost two decades now. “boy, she gonna kill us both if i was to tell her.” the laughter was still spilling out of him as he hand an arm around his stomach, feeling it hurt from all the laughing.

with a nod of his head, he was fully agreeing about that, one day they will be telling this to their children or grandchildren, and they will be laughing wholeheartedly. though, it was completely normal to feel a tad bit irritated at a prank of that sort. “you know what, axel? screw it — we’ll pretend that we’re here to fix our marriage. i bet they don’t really get many gay couples here. and as we’re on it, this will be even more fun to tell our children and grandchildren about this one day when we’re old.” he sat down, satisfied with this idea. “and dinner is in an hour, what shall we do? unpack or go look around?” 

    with him being what the other friends at the studio would call single as fuck, this was a pretty fun game to play. for brian, who was already married and having a child... it wasn’t as fun, he was probably going through an existensial crisis just with the thought of doing it. but axel couldn’t help but laugh over the situation. playfully hitting his friend ( and he was now putting an emphasis on it, they were friends only ) on the shoulder as a way to exaggerate his joyful expressions.  ❛ it’s pretty fun, to think of it. being murdered for this reason alone. ❜ he was clearly leaning towards having masochistic tendencies. 

her words rendered him speechless. jaehyuk didn’t know how long has it been since he left jeju … he couldn’t recall; in his mind it was an year or so but it’s not like the male left without a trace. the way she so directly told him about her attempt to commit suicide was hitting him like a ton of bricks. why? how? by this very confusing conversation, however, it was crystal clear that it was because of him. but it still didn’t add up – she was telling of his death and no matter how many times he had denied it already, yewon seemed to not agree with that. “why did — what did you do?” it was merely out of curiousity than anythign else that he asked.

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   she couldn’t help but release a loud squeak over the squeeze over her butt, not too surprised over who it came from ( if it came from anyone else, she’d be hitting them yellow and blue ) and hence to that she turned around, facing him and wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. ❛ look here who i found, a wild snowman. how may i help him? ❜ she chuckled, rubbing her nose against his before winking with one of her eyes, a little bit too playfully.

     it wasn’t that she was sad that her sister had left, in fact she was happy that the elder had been able to leave the place she hated so much, and wanted to make sure to leave more than ever. she knew that haseul hated the fact that her powers weren’t working like usual on the earth, jungeun had learnt to live without them, and use them the way she was doing. she had adapted a lot. and.. she did not want to cost the life of taewoo on her own departure. for some reason, his life and happiness had become a lot more important than the journey to find their way back to loona was. perhaps, jungeun had been adapting too much to the earth, and she was now starting to feel human feelings. feelings that she yet did not understand. 

it wasn’t that she was sad that her sister had left, but she felt lonely now when she wasn’t there. and that’s why she was now sitting there, on a chair next to taewoo’s bed, crying. 

the attempt she had given to extract the crystal from taewoo had hurt him a lot, causing him to lay lifeless on the ground and the next few days he had been swaying between life and death and ( jungeun wanted to believe ) after nursing he had finally regained his health and the day previous to this one, he had finally opened his eyes again, exactly one week after the attempt of extraction. 

     now, when he was seated in the chair, rena staring right at him in the wait for the tattoo artist to mark his arm with the signature tattoo for the serpents, this was all seeming like a truly bad idea. deul, all of sudden, didn’t seem ready for doing such a thing yet but he knew he had to do it, especially now with his father being back and all of that.  ❛ are you sure this is a good idea? ❜ he turned to rena, she was the only one of the younger serpents he dared to do this with, the others would probably make fun of him in the long run.

    his family issues and hers must have been something pretty different, since despite it being him and his sister, only, they were more normal than what maya was considering her family. lilo and nani were together only in the lilo and stitch movies so being with a younger sibling couldn’t be that off, maya assumed. ❛ you would probably think i am crazy. ❜ the psychic spoke, remembering how the time she managed to yell out her secret about this visions to him had ended up like. they kissed and it had been like her vision came true and ever since then, she actually had been pretty much inseperable from him. ❛ i shouldn’t hold you up with your work stuff, though, if you need to work just tell me. ❜ he would never tell her, she knew that. ❛ oh she died. but a whole lot of other things happened when she died. i met a demon-- ❜ she cut herself of, she could not dare to glance at seojun now to see the way he seemed to be judging her. ❛ and he knew my grandmother, so in some crazy way, he has been taking care of me like a father. anyways, he has a real daughter. and we think that is why my grandmother was murdered, because the girl was kidnapped by someone... powerful. anyways, she was stuck in another relam for a long time. but she is now here in seoul. ❜ this was when she finally dared to look at him. ❛ i was out all night looking for her and .. i never wanted a sister, and now i feel like that is what i have and i... dislike it. ❜

it was only a few hours since he’s been released from prison, one of the first things kangho did was to talk to his right hand man about things he had been thinking about over and over for the past three years ( along with being told about the status of the gang itself ). he was fairly well informed as many acquaintances have paid him a visit to keep him updated ( or threaten him, so to say ). but right now, he was willing to invest time talking things over with deul. the satisfaction of his son joining and taking action when he was supposed to in order to protect, was written all over his face. and oddly enough, him and yeol seemed to get along, not all too well just yet but there was progress. “what have i missed on, son? other than you finally accepting to wear your jacket. any deaths?” 

yeol was surprised to hear their leader was coming back. it meant that the chaos will be handled without any more sacrifice. the three stood around the pool table in the bar, the place empty and silent as a grave. his gaze shifted to deul upon the mention of deaths. he was feeling a tad bit responsible because so many of their kind have fallen victims to the cops after commiting the smallest criminal activity ( such as shoplifting or even graffiti painting, along with some heavier activities that border with breaking the laws ), some have left with or without a trace. a total chaos. yeol himself stayed silent as kangho’s questions were directed towards the other male. though, he himself had things to talk over with the elder. / @hcneytaste.

     there was a certain amount of pressure sitting in front of his father. beanie on his head, flannel around his waist and jeans just as trashed as before, the dark rings underneath deul’s eyes were even those the same. the only thing different was his leather jacket ( he had yet to do the tattoo which was also proving him to be a serpent ) and he could see the pride glowing in his father’s eyes for that. him and yeol had been, much to the dispise of the elder serpents, forced to step up in place for deul’s father while he was still set in prison. he drew a deep sigh, he was not going to tell his father about the drugs that had managed to get into the land of the serpents, and not the action him and yeol had taken to get rid of it. there was no use to telling him something that had already passed, right? ❛ i think most of them should be alive.. what else is new other than this? just the same old. ahin being nothing but a dickhead and aera helping him out. we have one of the elder serpents up for a trial on vandalism but they have nothing on him so i think it should be okay. ❜ he looked up at his father and a vague smile was formed over his lips. ❛ it’s good to have you back, pa. ❜

a few years back in time;

he laid in the hospital bed, arm draped over his face in attempt to hide his reddened eyes. but the tears just kept trickling down his cheeks, keeping the skin shiny and moist. the informaton he had been told a couple hours ago was something that he couldn’t accept just yet – hell, he would never settle down with this. it was too much. how could he possibly accept the fact that in a few years – ten, fifteen, twenty or more – he would be completely immobilized and put on a wheelchair. what about soccer? what about his dream of becoming a soccer player? or what about his possible enlisting into the army, to follow the path and become an admiral and only then retiring. but all this turned to dust now. he would no longer be able to do any of these, apparently. and it’s been hours since he has started crying but one thing he was thankful for – his parents gave him the space he needed. / @hcneytaste.

    ❛ you just have to trust me on that one! ❜ she had to keep the stern expression, trying her finest to convince him ( and her ) that she was truly the best at this, and it might truly be difficult to remain serious when he was there cracking one of his rather rare smiles- because god how heavenly those smiles were and even though. she knew that he was having the advantage of being simply an ice manipulator and he could basically practice on the living room floor if he so felt the insane need for it, while maya kindly had to wait for the winter to come across and then also find her way to a place where she could ice skate. her eyes fell onto their hands, still being locked into a secure grip with one another. how home it was feeling and how gentle it was touching her for the moment. she tipped her head to one side and followed along with her eyes the movement of his fingers, every single inch they were moving on her hand, playing with her fingers but also how he brought her hand to his lips. ❛ but a gentleman would never make his woman go down on her knees, now would he? ❜

“The coolest girl in the room?” Her brows arched at the compliment but it was not until she reminded herself to look around that the little smile that she had on her lips faded completely. There was just two of them: Jiwon and Mary Jane herself. “Thanks.” It was hard not to feel a bit disappointed since there were no other girls in the room that he could compare to her. The demigod stepped back, freeing him from her embrace and clasping her hands behind her back. “Well, now that you mention it, I really like diamonds.” She chuckled, head cocking sideways as her eyes kept on being on him. Good gods, he was so dreamy. "Maybe you can give me one for my birthday next year.”

     the obvious disappointment drawn over her face caused jiwon to quickly faceplam himself. had he truly been that stupid? apparently, the only sane answer for that would be a yes. he had rejected the girl’s wills for a kiss and she would probably never ever attempt to show any kind of those feelings again. he would just be stating that he had been way too out of dating for the past .. months ( years ) to even notice when a girl wanted something else. he was hoping that the way he was making up for it would be actually making up for it.

he was proudly nodding at the best compliment he had been able to come up with, and calling her the coolest girl in the room was the best simply because saying how beautiful she was, breathtaking and all that, it was not words enough to describe her. for some reason he wanted her to feel like she was special but clearly-- all he was doing now was making her disappointed in him. ❛ maybe that is something guys call their female.. friends. ❜ he anxiously rubbed his hand over his neck, allowing an awkward laughter to fill the room. she wasn’t a female friend, at least not to him. he followed along, tipping his head to the following movement of her head. that action only to make sure that the eye contact. ❛ i bet you expect me to rob a bank for that, as well. but i promise, i’ll give you something better than diamonds. ❜

“We are, we truly are.” Hanbin was quick to agree to her statement, as it was something no one could ever deny. The word ‘troublemaker’ was like embroidered on both his and Daehyun’s skin. It was how they were born and some weird mighty force had brought them together to do the crazy things in one another’s company. And Dawon, albeit having to be dragged along into their messes sometimes, didn’t seem to be that much against her borthers’ antics. “Again with these, honestly … I’m not even that good looking, what girl could possibly want a boyfriend like me.” That wasn’t a question but a statement, not self pity but irony; he had a lot of that at times. Hanbin watched Dawon for a moment, soon realizing she was hinting that the concealer was next. “It’s not like you’re an expert, are you?” He teased, proceeding to open the concealer only to furrow his brows further in confusion. “Wait, it looks like a lipstick? But wasn’t that for like …” The male’s voice trailed off as he looked to the instrustions before humming an ‘okay’ to himself and proceeding to apply it under her eyes. “Whoa, this looks ugly, why ruin your face?”

Maybe it wasn’t right to do this, to get this close to her, to kiss her and hold her like this, as if he had done it for years, feeling all this to be quite familiar rather than foreign. It was truly odd and yet, he had no intentions of stopping, not even if being around her, with her, endangered his life ( but he was yet not making any connection with where she originated from, just the mere thought she wasn’t completely human was enough ).

A small smile crept up his lips when their lips parted but it was quickly hidden as he couldn’t just keep away from kissing her. Funny how the rest of the world, quite literally, didn’t exist at that very moment, just her and the taste of her mouth. As their lips once again met, he took the opportunity to give her lower lip a nip, teeth sinking into the soft flesh. To him, all this was quite intimate already and perhaps, Taewoo was mentally cursing and beting himself up for getting into another possible mess, knowing better that he was definitely having something for this girl. As their lips moved together, she was unconsciously brought closer to his body, leaving no space between the two of them. But something at the back of his mind was telling him to stop – the place wasn’t very appropriare nor … romantic, hence why he pulled away, obviously quite hesitant but a smug smile soon adorned his features. He was truly at loss of words but the satisfaction of this little session was evident. “Do you think — maybe we should go..?”

     she was sad to see it ending. but perhaps it was for the better, for now, he was still the type of person she had no idea about who he was and despite her helping him out hiding this dirty little secret of his, who would know what lengths the male would be going through to actually make sure that whatever had happened in that saggy apartment was staying hidden. jungeun knew that she knew too much and right now, she was not in any situation to trust the people she crossed paths with. but for some weird reason, she felt like he had put his own trust in her. some kind of weird infautation had already sparked from her side, making her look out for his best. 

so she took a few steps back and glanced at him, her head was nodding and her hand found itself to naturally play with his fingers, twirling her own around his and then exhaling a loud sigh when she realised that they would have to go soon.  ❛ we should get going, i know a storage room where we can stay over the night. ❜ she spoke, figuring that they should get a nights rest before she brought him to meet the people she left loona with.