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𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚: 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯!𝘢𝘶, 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦!𝘰𝘤/𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝘯/𝘢 ! 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘶 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘵 ..
𝙖/𝙣: 𝘪.. 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘱 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘴- 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘏𝘶𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘐𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘴 !! 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 !! 𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘤 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥/𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 ❥
what can i do for you? what can i do that no one else can do?
the song began, and mark couldn’t help it- he was transfixed, mezmorized, by the woman harmonizing alongside him.
well, alien woman… but definitely a woman, nonetheless. her eyes held the stars, and, to be honest... he had always liked stargazing.
meeting her was… magical. she was one of the only people who showed up to his venue on the beach. he felt like a joke, the struggling musician, with no one to dance, no one to cheer.
but suddenly, there she stood- glowing in the moonlight, barefoot in the sand, smiling widely.
she was, quite literally, sent from the heavens. hopefully, for him.
his manager was an ass, and mark left him, shortly after that show. it was unlike him, abandoning his dreams in favor of a girl. but he couldn’t help it, with new lyrics blooming in his brain about destiny. he was hopelessly and irrevocably gone.
he’s foolish, joy thought, sulking, hidden in the shadows behind the performance mark had orchestrated. he was anything but extraordinary, in her eyes.
he didn’t deserve her. joy knew her best, joy had been beside her before any of the others.
but because joy knew her, she definitely knew that that insignificant human was important to her, in some way.
𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪? 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪?
they leaned in close to one another, her having a height advantage over him, and mark barely registered that he was still playing the guitar, intoxicated by her existence.
wendy and yeri accompanied the song, while joy was somewhere sulking.
she wasn’t too fond of mark.
joy hated that human- mark-, and she hated the way that she looked at him with such… well, it was the way she looked at joy, sometimes.
and joy didn’t hate yeri and wendy, but she hated the way that they indulged the human.
one thing she couldn’t ever bring herself to hate, though… the look of happiness etched on her face.
𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙣, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙛𝙪𝙣
𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙣’𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜
maybe he was a fool. as mark stared at her, singing to him, he knew more than ever than he was a goner. wait until he told hyuck about it- he’d never hear the end of it.
yeah, he was a goner.
entertaining, she said. that’s it. he could never have what we have- he’s organic, we’re inorganic. we are forever, he is temporary. he was nothing!
but she always had the habit of seeing the beauty in things joy could not.
𝙞 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜
yeri whooped, from her position at drums, and wendy grinned. at least some of her friends liked him.
she seemed to be the leader of her little family, and wendy, joy, and yeri seemed content following her to the ends of the earth- the whole galaxy, rather. he didn’t blame them.
mark was the newcomer. the human. but she hardly treated him as such.
but mark was deluded in her perceived perfection, unbeknownst to himself.
he doesn’t know her the way i do, joy thought. how could he ever even begin to know her, to love her?
she’d basically been engineered, created for pure perfection. but she knew beyond that surface, she saw the perfection that the human never could. he will never know her.
𝙞 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮
𝙞 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣’ 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜
why did she always make him blush?
the fool, joy thought. he’s just her plaything. there had been men before him, and joy knew, begrudgingly, that there would be men after him… even though, she had never acted this way with one before…
𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪? 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙤?
𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪? 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪?
mark, suddenly bent on impressing her, or trying to get her to feel even a fraction of the adoration he felt for her, began a riff on his guitar that evolved on its own. the girls seemed naturally musical, so he was glad he could keep up.
i know what to do.
suddenly, joy ran onstage and whispered something to her, making her giggle and nod.
shall we?
mark watched, transfixed, as joy began to dance with her, clearly feeling smug, due to her obvious infatuation, love, of the same woman mark was chasing
he thought it was a bit unfair that joy had a few thousand years of a head start on him.
watch and learn your place, human.
as they danced, with joy swirling around the taller woman, a bright light emanated from them, and mark’s jaw just about dropped with the transformation.
it feels so great to be us.
a beautiful amalgamate of the two women stood before him, tall, with two sets of eyes. her eyes, soft and sweet, and joy’s eyes, sharp and cutting.
the new woman danced around the stage, smiling down at mark, yeri, and wendy, before falling to the ground, gracefully, and unfusing.
there we go.
joy held the microphone that had vanished during their fusion, and dropped it just as he finished the solo, a clear message written on her features.
you’ll never be apart of our world. i win. you lose.
hey hi i write actual fics too 🥺 moved my fic writing to @r3dmare and am working on a masterlist of all of my stuff from my old fic acc hehe i am going to continue lily’s story when i get in a good direction for her, but if u miss me (? prob not) i have lots of stuff here !! this is just my most recent thingy..
