𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐆,  22  ,  cis woman  :     she  is  a  licensed  practical  nurse  working  12  long  hour  shifts  on  the  weekends  while  doubling  as  a  student  through  the  week  that  has  lived  in  denton  for  five  years.  her  future  plans  involve  working on  a  pediatric  floor.  her  neighbors  and  friends  would  say  she’s  optimistic,  amiable.  yet  can  be  careless  and  self-critical.  they  call  her  the  paracosmist,  someone  who  is  very  kind,  positive;  a  dream-like  gleam  in  her  eyes.   find  her  at  the  local  coffee  shop,  a  booth  to  herself  and  surrounded  by  notebooks;  textbooks;  clutching  her  third  cup.  or  in  a  local  bargain  shop,  like  goodwill,  with  an  eye  on  cute  scrubs  that  will  only  add  to  her  obsessive  collection  back  home.  if  you  do  come  across  her,  don’t  be  surprised  if  words  flow  abundantly  from  cherry  lips  at  your  company  or  there’s  an  immediate  shut  down  if   things  just  feel  too  heavy  that  day  .  and  never  be  afraid  to  lean  on  her  when  time’s  are  rough;  this  moonchild  has  experienced  more  pain  than  a  glimpse  at  feigned  smiles could  ever  reveal  . . .

loved  by  lex,  she  /  her,  24,  est.

key  points  below.  please  be  aware  that  they  do  contain  mentions  of  death,  self - harm,  miscarriage,  and  blood phobia!

bash didn’t think he could get through it, not with the constant threat of himself closing his eyes and never waking up. it was the pain that kept him up, exhausted as his mind and body were from it all, and he could feel the thing inch by inch, brushing through his muscles, his skin, as selene slowly but surely pulled it from the way it situated itself on his back. he might have doubted himself, and his capabilities to hold on to his promise to her, but not once did he ever doubt her, knowing that he probably has way more chance to survive in her hands than any other people. bash trusts the woman with his life, and now his life is, more or less, in her hands at that moment. the stuffed animal shrinks from his grip as he tried his best to keep his noises toned down, biting on the inside of his lip while he held his breath for the worst part of it — but it never came. the next thing he feels was the prick of the needle, he guessed, as it threaded through the site of the wound, making him wince. it wasn’t the worst he felt, considering how used to it he was, not just when suturing wounds, but with his tattoos. a moment passes then, and he hears selene’s words, spoken with a hint of buoyancy to it than the last, and he takes it as good news. now, he can finally breathe, and he does so just when she leans in to plant a kiss on his head, making him smile. “ wouldn’t have come here…if i didn’t already know that, ” a hint of humor now present in his tone, as she successfully pulls him away from the doors of death. he lets go of the thing in his hand, letting it rest from the way he was gripping it early on, just as he heard her request. bash moves his head slightly to a half-nod, and slowly, he pushes himself up from the mattress, still heaving as he props himself up; arms trembling from his own weight. there remains the pain every time he moved, but it felt lesser with the thing out…the thing, he realized, slowly turning his head when he was sat up the bed, looking for it. when he found it, bash could only chuckle, barely audible yet visible from the way his lips curled a little as his still-injured shoulders moved. “ that’s..what almost killed me? ” disbelief evident in his tone as he spoke, looking up at selene, before he gives her another one of those weak smiles. “ thank you…and i’m..really sorry for this mess. ”

she  began  setting  out  the  bandages  she  needed ,  aware  of  his  voice  coming  in  low ,  almost  sanguine .  “  right  ?  ”  selene  also  gave  the  serrated  culprit  a  cavalier  glance ,  remarking  how  severely  contrasting  the  stain  of  red ,  stolen  from  his  very  physique ,  appeared  against  the  white  and  rose  patterned  duvet  on  her  bed .  of  course  breathing  comes  easier  now  that  they’re  out  of  deep  waters .  but  still  there’s  residue  left  in  her  lungs  that  invokes  a  thinly  veiled  dread  that  won’t  let  up .  making  a  mental  note  to  throw  out  the  blanket ,  she  diverted  her  attention  back  to  the  supplies .  “  but ,  to  be  fair ,  we’re  talkin’  sixteen  stitches  so  don’t  feel  too  bad .  one  time  i  went  ice  skating  and  fell  down  so  hard ,  i  thought  i  was  dying  from  an  internal  butt  injury .  i  was  ten .  ”  the  petite  brunette  flashed  him  a  tender  smile  of  her  own ,  softening  further  when  he  apologizes  again .  it’s  true  that  this  wasn’t  how  she  pictured  her  night  going ,  but  was  there  any  harbored  resentment  unbeknownst  to  herself  ?  the  answer  comes  almost  immediate  and  free  of  indecision .  her  hand  rests  over  his  as  she  shakes  her  head ,  dark  hair  pulled  into  a  messy  knot  at  the  top  of  head  wavering .  “  don’t  do  that ,  bash .  because  i’m  not  sorry  that  this  mess  saved  your  life .  never .  ”  selene  pulled  back ,  getting  to  her  feet  to  start  patching  him  up .  something  about  the  silence  and  invading  his  personal  space  for  the  second  time  tonight  flustered  the  sweetheart .  without  a  shirt ,  selene  realized  just  how  far  his  permanent  art  extended .  so ,  she  decided  to  fill  the  quiet  void  with  less  weird  thoughts .  

to say the brunet was bored out of his mind. well it’d be an understatement. he had already completed this part of their homework. he’d only picked selene so he wouldn’t be stuck with someone he didn’t like. or worse the one girl who kept trying to flirt with him. which wasn’t really flirting it was more like sexual harassment. which he noted to make sure he got a restraining order soon. other then that their study group was nothing but fun. ji was having a bit to much fun messing with selene’s fly away hairs. wrapping them around his fingers, and playfully tugging them. every time he did it caused her to give him a glare or sarcastic remark. chuckling his boyish grin couldn’t be helped as she threated to hurt him. “hurt me? please, i’d love to see you try,” throwing her a wink before looking down at what she was explaining. only to hear her stomach growl. chuckling once more he went back to playing with her hair. she’d cave eventually, and by eventually he hoped soon. sitting here was making him anxious. ji could never really sit in one spot long. his smirk returned at the mention of him being cat. “you’re so cute when you talk trash,” bopping her on the nose before closing the book in front of her. “come on kitten, lets go get food before you murder someone. that someone being me,” his teasing couldn’t be helped while he grabbed his bag. “what are you craving today?”

mo knew selene was doing everything in her power to act as if their past didn’t exist. as if they hadn’t spent numerous hours together. or spent countless nights partying or crying over stupid things. the twins were some of her best friends back in the day. now all she had as few left, and even she couldn’t call some friends. a smirk rising on her plush pink lips at the others words. there was a time when selene would just simply pop her shoulder, and they’d go on about their day. instead she had to be here. not that she didn’t trust jae or tai to do it. jae would probably give her a dismissive look. for tai she’d probably be were she was now. starring a part of her past straight in the face. snorting she roll her brown hues. “of course, can’t let you loose your job over me,” like she’d lost everything else over molan. thinking about it just made her change her mood. letting her smirk sink to a frown. maybe she should have just had one of her father’s goons help her instead. they had a doctor on sight, but stepping foot into her father’s home was not ideal. every time she did he always had something for her to do. something she wanted nothing to do with. obeying the other the petite girl carefully rolled her sleeve up. exposing her bruised shoulder. “soo, you going to ask me how it happened so i can lie or?”

“  such  a  shame  you’re not  a  platinum blonde  ,  ” tai  mused  ,  suppressing  the  laughter  threatening to  spill  past  his  lips  .  " you  could  really pull  off  the  whole  ’  miss  piggy  ’  vibe  .  " he  playfully  nudged her  side  with  his  elbow  ,  beaming with  fondness  at  one  of  his  closest friends  .  of  course  ,  the  transition from  a  relationship back  to  a  friendship  wasn’t always  this  seamless ;  he  still  had  his  moments  where  he  wanted to  break  his  composure  and  ask  where  he  had  gone  wrong  -  why  he  hadn’t been  good  enough for  her  -  but  he  mostly  isolated himself  from  selene on  those  days  .  he  figured  sometimes ,  the  truth  hurt  more  than  the  unknown  ,  and  wasn’t quite  prepared  to  give  up  years  worth  of  friendship over  a  failed relationship  .  even  with  his  eyes  cast  downward  after  he  had  given  selene his  lines  of  sweet  little nothings  ,  he  couldn’t  resist peaking  at  her  reaction  .  as  her  face  took  on  a  rosy  hue  ,  a  smile  grew  across  his  own  .  it  wasn’t his  place  to  shower  her  with  compliments anymore  ,  but  with  doubting her  own  beauty ,  selene  all  but  set  the  scene  for  the  teasing  ,  albeit  sincere ,  comments  .  as  his  attention  was  focused  back  on  their  ’  baking ’  skills  (  or  lack  thereof  )  ,  it  was  his  turn  to  mirror selene’s  previous  pout  .  " you  goofed  up  the  best  part  ?  sel  !  "  yet  ,  he  still  exchanged his  camera  for  two  clean  spoons  ,  holding  one  out  in  offering  to  selene  as  he  skeptically eyed  the  green  icing-batter  combo  .  " we’re  not  going  to  end  up  with  food  poisoning from  this  ,  right  ?  "  

moving has never felt excruciating until now, his legs barely making it to the bed where he lies face down, and still with great difficulty. the moment his chest lands against the mattress, he lets out a grunt, his chest hurting even from the slightest of impacts. it ached all over, and yet, as he continued his fight to stay awake, to keep his promise to selene, nothing ached more than seeing her try to get herself together for him. he really didn’t think this through; the consequences of coming here, looking half-dead, and without even telling her beforehand. but bash could only do so much with so little energy left within him that it was a miracle he was able to drive himself all the way back here to denton after all the shit he just went through. but selene doesn’t know that, no. even if he was in a better state than he is right now, he would never tell her anything about that, which makes this situation more complex and precarious than it is. he’s already risked it showing himself to her like this, with wounds that would be far too difficult to explain as to how he even got them, but he also knew that his options were limited; smaller than the usual, and he could only hope that selene wouldn’t ask him questions he wouldn’t want to answer, even if he knew best than to hope for something like that.

when she returns to his side, uttering words he could barely register, bash only had enough strength to nod at her words. what even was it that is causing this pain? he remembers enough, about someone blowing one part of the building up, and fighting with that fucker, but the next thing he knew, he was bleeding through his shirt, accompanied by pain radiating from his back. he should’ve been more careful, he thought, but all too late for that now. his position on the bed only made it harder for him to fight the exhaustion, and if it wasn’t for selene, he probably would’ve given in. but he hears her words again, the evident fear and concern in them, compelling him to keep his eyes open as he searched for her face, giving her the smallest of smiles while he nodded at her question. bash braces himself for the pain then, pulling a thing out of his skin always hurt but nothing he can’t handle. this wasn’t the first time he’s been injured, and certainly will not be the last. however, in between his dwindling consciousness, he feels something being put into his hand, and upon registering selene’s words, he could only chuckle…a single, slight jolt of his body, followed by a groan almost immediately. yeah, that was not a good idea. “ i’ll be..fine, ” he mumbles, words muffled by the the way his cheek was flattened against the mattress, and yet, he continues to hold the..thing, togepi, whatever it was she told him to take the pain out on, gently squeezing it with the might he has left — and then, the pain begins, easy at first, until he finally feels the pressure from her hand, and bash could only let out a groan, hand closing in on the poor stuffed toy in his hand as he fought the urge to SCREAM. 

for  our  muses  to  build  a  snowman  together.

“  tai,  hurry  and  come  look !  ”  selene  popped  her  small  frame  from  around  the  kitchen  corner  where  the  other  sat  steadily  working  over  his  assignment.  it  was  just  another  thursday  and  she’d  went  to  get  them  hot  cocoa  since  it  was,  for  some  reason,  getting  pretty  chilly  tonight.  she  even  broke  out  her  favorite  cardigan.  but  a  daydreaming  gaze  outside  the  window  as  the  water  heated  up  gave  her  the  answer  to  why.  she  watched  the  snowflakes  flutter,  a  saddened  smile  that  it  would  stop  soon  enough.  denton  rarely  had  a  white  christmas,  after   all.  suddenly,  it  was  drizzling,  then  pouring.  a  blizzard,  almost.  and  she  wanted  to  share  that  with  tai  as  soon  as  possible.  “  can  we  go  outside  later ?  i  wanna  do  . . .  something.  what  if  it  all  melts  tomorrow ?  ”  sounded  like  a  kid,  honestly,  with  her  brown  hues  blazing  in  excitement,  corners  lifting  in  a  400  watt  smile.  of  course  there  wasn’t  enough  snow  for  all  she  had  planned:  snow  angels,  snow  ball  fights  and  her  favorite,  the  classic,  a  snowman.