polychrome.

damn… i already miss that coffee i was drinking just a moment ago.. i should have savored it.. her stomach grumbles once, causing the young girl to wrap her arm around her waist, trying to be subtle about it as she coughs to try to clear it up, fixing her lilac hair into a ponytail and taking one of the leftover milk cartons from delivery. she opens it up, taking a sip before putting it back in its place, saving the rest for later.

“do you.. like hip hop? at all?” jaein somehow manages to spill out, trying to make some small talk so it wouldn’t be so awkward. of course it was hard to break the ice, so she just wished for good things to come along their way. “if not.. it’s okay. the underground scene will give you a vibe of how it’s like. hehe.” they stop for a moment when he looks back, tilting her head before shaking it. “no, not really. i like riding motorcycles– why?”

"Well, not really.” He mumbled, eyes narrowing as he moved to shift his weight from one foot to the other. He barely knew anything about the hip hop scene, whether it was Western, Korean or a mix of both, since he wasn’t a huge fan of the genre itself. To be fair, he’d never really given it a chance, either, so maybe by the end of the day, his opinions would change. 

He almost found himself blowing out a relieved sigh when the girl replied, and he quickly nodded, because the girl wasn’t afraid of riding motorcycles thank fuck. He’d gone out with a girl that was absolutely terrified of them once, and it was safe enough to say that that date in particular hadn’t ended too well. 

Oh, right. The bike.

❝ He laughs with no sound. God, he’s so handsome when he smiles. And when he’s not smiling. And when he’s sleeping. And when he’s awake. And when he’s breathing. ❞

Ｒｅｂｌｏｇ．  Ｆｏｌｌｏｗ．  Ｉｎｆｏ．  Ｒｕｌｅｓ．

            “peace starts with a smile and art starts with ink.”                                                         - A drunk Choi Hyelim. 13th November 2015, 02:45AM

Why can’t this stupid train go any faster?’ he murmured under his breath in annoyance after having looked at the time on his phone. He was already late when he left his home because he had forgotten to set the alarm. With a slightly nervous feeling he got up from his seat when he heard the voice in off announcing the next stop, secretly hoping that Jinki wasn’t there yet or he would come up to a bad start. Not that it was a big deal, since they already knew each other. But being face to face with a person whom you’ve only seen in pictures wasn’t something Baekhyun was feeling too comfortable with.

What if it didn’t turn out to be the way he thought Jinki would be like? People tend to sound different over a chat conversation than on the phone. Maybe because it’s your own mind which reads the words with its own perspective, and that’s probably not what the other person originally meant to say.

He reached his destination, though, around ten minutes after that, and after fumbling to pay the taxi driver and a quick exit from the vehicle, Jinki found himself at the gate of the train station, searching for a sign of his friend’s face (which up until then, he’d only seen on the pixelated screen of his cell phone). He tried to mask his excitement with a straight face, keeping his lips stretched in a thin line and checking his watch every now and then, because of course he was excited to finally see Baekhyun in person. He’d even offered to have the boy stay at his apartment for the entire week of his visit, and if that didn’t spell friendship, Jinki didn’t know what could have.

A sigh left his lips as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and swiped it open to reveal the messaging app that he and Baekhyun used, more often than not. (He’d almost forgotten his phone on the bedside dresser because of how quickly he’d rushed to get dressed.)

to: baekhyunee ➳ baekhyun please don’t tell me you missed your train

because everyone loves neighbor AUs

I just found out that you’re the asshole who has been stealing my coupons from the Sunday newspaper every week and I am going to make. you. PAY!! AU

You’re mowing your lawn at 5AM and that is completely unacceptable and I’m going over to your house to yell at you about how unacceptable this is AU

I always see you doing weird shit at ridiculous hours of the night and it makes me feel better because I do weird shit in the middle of the night too AU

You greeted me in the strangest way this morning when I was getting my mail and we’ve been neighbors for like 3 years and this is the first time you’ve ever spoken to me I have no idea what is going on AU

It’s like 3AM and my roommate locked me out of the house and I forgot my keys and I’m really drunk pls take pity on me and let me crash at your place for the night o’ neighbor of mine AU

You’re a famous viner and I constantly witness you doing the weirdest things AU

You live in the apartment above me and your water pipe burst and is flooding into my apartment and you can hear me yelling so you come down to my apartment to see what’s going on and witness me standing in my kitchen/bathroom/whatever, holding an umbrella, screaming at the water pouring out of my ceiling and crying because I have no idea what to do and we both just kinda stand there in shock as my stuff gets ruined and you let me crash in your apartment until my apartment gets fixed because you feel bad AU

You keep borrowing shit from my tool shed without even asking AU

I just moved in next door and I’m like 99% sure you’re insane AU

Every year we both go all out for holiday decorating and we’ve developed this rivalry so intense that we’re p much famous in our town for it AU

We’re both single parents and our kids are best friends with each other AU

In which we live in a relatively rich neighborhood and during summers we obnoxiously sit in loungers, drinking lemonade, and ogle the cute pool boy together AU

The walls in this apartment building are really thin and I can hear you having mental breakdowns all the time are you okay? AU

You’re one of those annoying people who tries to make casual conversation all the time and brings people baked goods and stuff and I just want to mind my own business but somehow we end up being friends or something?? AU

This is the first time I’m living on my own and my parents decided to spontaneously drop by in a few hours to see how I’m doing pls let me borrow some cleaning supplies and food so that my parents will believe I’m a functioning, responsible adult who totally cleans and doesn’t just have condiments and eggs in my fridge AU

We have weekly get-togethers where we gossip about our other neighbors AU

Your dog keeps pooping on my lawn AU

You just moved in next door and you’re convinced your house is haunted so you seek refuge at my house when you get freaked out and eventually rope me into investigating for paranormal activity and the only reason I’m doing any of this is because you’re really freaking cute AU

All of our other neighbors are crazy so we bond over that fact that we’re the only normal people on the whole street AU

Noah’s eyes narrowed slightly, his body taking a defensive posture in front of his friend, shielding him from his sibling’s nonexistent eyes. He wasn’t exactly sure how the other had found him, of course it has been years since they last saw each other and yet Noah believed he would be getting away for a bit longer at least. None of that seemed to even be close to how things were going to happen now and all he could do against it was to get his defense up for now.

His ears did not pick up anything else apart from the mechanic sound that came from the portal his sibling used and the soft gush of the wind whirling around them. He had to stay focus. Maitora was not a fighter, he was the one with the Memory of ‘Ability’, Noah technology and such. The actual creator of the ark. ❝ What’s the matter? You’re suddenly trying to look for a fight? ❞ Noah’s words were asked in an sarcasm dripping tone, his eyebrows rising and his chin motioning towards his sibling.

❝ It is not my job to fight you, FOURTEEN. ❞ His voice was still the same he remembered it to be, mechanic, like the voice of a computer, put together by technology with no sign of humanity…or emotions at all. Nostalgia was hitting him, how he had remembered the elder when he was studying technology through the years as well, thinking how much easier it would be to learn if he was on good terms with his clan. Yet such a thing was not possible and it would never be.

Shifting his eyes he, probably finally, remembered that he was still with a friend, a mere human and he turned his head so both individuals were in his sight. ❝ Why aren’t you introducing us. It’s impolite to keep people strangers. ❞ The computer voice this time had a hint of teasing as well and he could tell that his sibling was relaxing slowly.

❝ Jinki, this is one of my siblings, Maitora the thirteenth disciple of our clan. He’s the one in charge of handling the Noah technology with his ‘Ability’ memory. ❞ Noah was explaining in a matter-of-fact tone and he gestured to the creature in front of them.

❝ I do not think I’ll have to introduce you to him because I am sure he doesn’t want to loose time to explain why he’s approaching me all of a sudden. ❞

Jinki was confused. More than confused, actually. He was a bit startled, somewhat afraid of the form materializing in front of Noah, but mostly curious. Naturally, after months of knowing the male, Jinki’d seen Noah get defensive about a whole load of things, but never this defensive – and never defensive about him. From what he could tell, Noah had definitely recognized the creature, and while that raised a good couple of questions in Jinki’s head (okay, maybe more than a couple), the one he found his mind completely focused on was ‘what the actual hell?’.

He shuddered, his breaths quick and shallow, because the cold was something like he’d never sensed before, taking over him from the inside, almost seeping through his skin like fluid. He blinked a couple of times, fist clenching at his side before he took a single step forward, nearly fumbling in the process. Why this was happening to him was beyond a mystery, but he found that it had at least something to do with the creature that had emerged from ... wherever it was that it came from.

Jinki was persistently calling it creature in his head because he knew from the swift glance he’d taken over Noah’s shoulder that it was nowhere near human. He didn’t catch most of what it said, only bits and pieces of the last part, although he could very much compare the monotone voice to one of a robot – a computer maybe, even.

Fourteen. Hm.

When Noah turned around, he felt a bit relieved because he was kind of hoping that the confrontation was over – that they’d go back to Jinki’s apartment and laugh it off like it was practically nothing. What he got, though, was more confusion stacked on the previous amount, and no move to pull them away from the creature. Maitora, was it?

“Noah, you’re not making any sense.” He said, releasing a breathy chuckle, eyes snapping to the scenery ahead, and he wanted nothing more than to leave – to have his body return to regular body temperature and to have his friend right on his side.

Was he dreaming? Could it possibly be? Jinki found himself sincerely doubting it, but hoping it was the case, because then it’d be a lot easier to explain. He found his hand automatically moving, pinching his skin in hopes of getting himself to wake up. He shut his eyes, then opened.