#aaaaaaayyyyyyyy

Hours ago, he’d sent her off with a kiss and her promise that she’d be back the next day. She and Jaehee were going to have a musical marathon, and Zen was apparently going to be there too, always game to watch his own musicals. 

“Who is it?” His brother asked. They’d been playing video games together, taking advantage of the time to experience the times they’d been denied. Saeran set down his controller to pick up the phone. 

“It’s MC.” Saeran said softly, and he knew there was confusion in his tone. He hadn’t expected to hear from her again tonight. He answered.

“Hello?”

“Saaaaaeeeeran~ I love you!” He blinked in surprise at her greeting.

“MC?” He confirmed, unsure of what to say. She made a satisfied humming noise, and he smiled slightly, figuring out what was going on. “I thought you were having fun. Why are you calling?”

“Cause I miss you. And love you. Did you know that? I love you so fucking much.” She said earnestly, and he couldn’t stop his laugh.

“I did know that. You wanna know something else?” He asked her, playing along. “I love you so much too.”

There was a moment of silence, and then she sounded further away.

“Holy shit! Zen! Jaehee! Did you guys knew that Saeran loves me??” Through the phone he heard a cheer of excitement from Jaehee.

“MC? Ah shit, when did you get your phone?” Saeran could hear Zen’s voice, and judging by Jaehee’s cheer, he was the most sober one there.

“I know it’s bro night but I needed to make sure Saeran knew I loved him.” She said almost petulantly. There was a shuffling sound, and then Zen spoke.

“Hey, sorry about that.” Zen said.

“Just... take care of her.” Saeran said lightly. He trusted Zen, but at the same time, he was a little wary about his intoxicated girlfriend being away from him.

“You don’t even have to tell me.” Zen said firmly. There was cheerful chattering between MC and Jaehee in the background and he couldn’t hide his smile. Zen laughed lightly. “After this movie ends, I’m gonna herd everyone to bed. I’ll have her text you in the morning?” 

Saeran agreed, and the two hung up.

“Everything okay?” Saeyoung asked. Saeran hummed, and picked up his controller. 

“Yeah. MC’s a little tipsy and wanted me to know how much she loves me.” Saeran unpaused the game, only for Saeyoung to pause it again immediately.

“Are you okay with that?” Saeyoung asked seriously. 

“The drinking?” Saeran asked. Saeyoung nodded, and Saeran looked down at his controller, choosing his words. “I know who she is. I know she’s not our mother. The fact that she had to call just because she loves me so much makes me happy.”

He looked up at Saeyoung, confident in himself. “I love and trust her, and I know she’s the same.”

Saeyoung smiled at him, and without another word, unpaused the game. Saeran smiled in return, looking back to the game, warm feeling in his stomach. 

He knew it was probably odd, feeling warm over a drunken call, but he knew how true each of her words rang. 

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Congratulations to the black people of Alabama (and maybe some white people). For once, you’ve got a senator who, at the very least, can successfully prosecute KKK members instead of calling them “good people”. Low bar, I know, but it’s a start.

Also, fuck Roy Moore. Look at this asshole ride this poor horse. Hell, if I didn’t even know who he was, I’d hate him just for that. He’s trying really hard to pretend he’s a cowboy despite obviously never riding a horse outside of publicity stunts. It’s a testament to the patience of that horse that she did not buck him off and kick him in the face.

“Deathclaws turn me on like you wouldn’t believe.

The new models are the only reason I even considered getting Fallout 4.”