#collapsecolours

     IF there was anyone near him, one would have heard the gulp that came from him after he checked the time on his watch. No matter how many times he has spent time with Evelyn, Tenji often felt butterflies in his stomach whenever he was around her. Was it because he was nervous of making a fool out of himself by doing something awkward? Or was he cautious of revealing his unnatural abilities to her? Or perhaps, because of how adorable his girlfriend was all the time? Whatever it was, the extraterrestrial somehow managed to keep himself composed, even though he could feel his cheeks flush when they were together.

     TAKING a deep breath in, he huffed and took a sip of his bubble tea, before he looked at his girlfriend. “Ahh, what do you feel like doing now, Evie-chan?” Tenji asked with his head tilted slightly. “Because I... have no idea what to do and we have the day to ourselves, I think?” He blinked and scratched the side of his head while his lips were pressed. What am I doing? 

      time  winds  down  into  a  halt,  until  there  is  nothing  around  them  which  moves  or  breathes  but  their  own  selves.  it  is  a  staggering  feeling  inside  his  chest,  in  his  heart,  no  longer  of  forlornness  but  completion…  in  a  sense.  although,  that  feeling  as  well,  is  coated  in  a  lingering  sensation  of  dolefulness.  he  knows  not  why  he  pities  this  moment,  or  why  it  aches  in  his  heart  to  reunite.  it  has  taken  hiroma  some  time  to  muster  enough  courage  to  show  his  face  once  more  in  her  presence.  it  seems  as  if  only  yesterday  he  had  held  her  hand  in  the  crossway  from  their  school.  only  yesterday  that  he  told  her  he  would  rather  spend  time  with  his  friends  than  babysit  her.  only  yesterday  that  he  had  solved  her  homework  for  her.  only  yesterday…  

      she  had  become  a  woman  now,  in  these  years  that  passed.  taller,  older  –  with  a  glance  at  her  eyes  he  could  still  discern  this  familiar  mischievousness  so  distinguishing  and  beguiling  of  her.  it  saddens  him,  that  she  is  no  longer  a  child…  as  if  he  had  missed  all  these  good  years.  and  what  would  he  give  to  hold  her  little  hand  at  the  crossroad  just  once  more,  carry  her  bag  when  it  became  too  heavy  for  her…  to  hear  her  gleeful  snicker  when  she  wins  their  game  once  again  and  he  must  buy  her  a  treat…  those  memories  ghost  him  still.  haunt  him  when  the  silence  prevails  and  the  thoughts  become  louder  and  mightier.

      ❛    i’m  sorry  i  didn’t  come  sooner.    ❜      mortified  and  rueful  with  what  he  had  done,  this  secret  that  he  had  buried  deep  within  him…  he  couldn’t  show  his  face.  even  when  he  had  finally  met  their  father  after  all  these  years  –  he  could  not  face  fumiko.  consternation  still  lingers  in  his  mind,  what  would  she  think  of  him  if  the  truth  was  unveiled ?

      ❛    you’re  all  grown  up...    ❜      he  holds  her  face  between  his  warm  hands,  as  it  is  hard  to  peel  himself  from  the  abrupt  embrace.  there  is  evident  covet  in  his  smile,  sincere  and  wholehearted.      ╱   cont,   @collapsecolours​

 ❛  is that so ?  i didn’t  mean to surprise you ,hanako . ❜   his voice was soft towards her  ; how it had    always   been since he had made fate bend her will and plastered  before the other . months going over her  ,  making their paths cross until it had turned into something   normal .  a sort of routine now for seunghoon  to always be around her .  much like now ,  he had softly teased her  about the crimson that kissed the apples of her cheeks and it seemed like he had probably pushed a button .   it took him by surprise when she had stood up and excused herself  --- granted ,  he could see the lies .  he could     smell    them as she hid the truth and how the   (  subtle )    pulse felt underneath his fingers that wrapped around her wrist  .   still ,  he allows himself to believe it,  for it’s his own chest at the moment that feels an odd stir while he locked his gaze with her .  

it was a long trip, in all honesty. even if it was within the borders of south korea, a trip to jejudo was always fun but quite tiring when it comes to plane rides. yu na had gone over there to do some collaboration with other youtubers and film stuff for her channel. she was gone for at least two weeks and she had terribly missed her boyfriend and so once she had landed back in seoul, she dropped her stuff off at her apartment before heading immediately to his apartment, ringing the doorbell.

A misunderstanding, that was all. A misinterpretation coming from the elder who appeared to be losing sleep for a toxic accumulation of stress. An awful trade if you were to ask her.

Seoah couldn't lie. Her expression revealed enough earlier. How her features became creases for a moment, almond eyes widening for a second with a hand caught hanging midway, tensed. It returned resting on her lap, the discomfort leaving a foul aftertaste at the back of her throat. It wasn't in her nature to lash out on others either. She wasn’t the type to let an unjustified misplacement of anger slide however. He needed a call back to reality.

She may not share a tight-knit bond with him than his siblings yet. They were still friends nonetheless. The singer showed a quick understanding nod, a soft smile adorning her relaxed features, once he returned to his senses. Back to the Tenma she knew. ❝ It happens. You must be dealing with many projects at once, including meetings and whatnot. ❞ There was at least one thing she admired from the older male ( aside from his gentlemanly manners ): his strong sense of responsibility. How he kept up with everything in a precise and organized manner fascinated her since she would have fallen in his place. 

          an idol making their solo debut was often a big step, so jina was, naturally,  very  proud that their maknae had done just that ; and although the end of year ceremonies meant that this was one of the busiest times for the group, she still wanted to spend some time with the younger girl to celebrate. she had asked their manager for permission to go on an outing during their next free day, and, after some back and forth, they’d agreed on the specifics  —  all jina had told kanae, however, was that they were going to be outside in the cold once they arrived.

the two girls had bundled themselves into a van early that morning, and had arrived in taebaeksan just before lunchtime. intent on keeping their destination a surprise as long as possible, jina had made sure the younger girl’s eyes were shut tightly until they’d passed the banner over the entrance, holding her hand to guide her for a moment longer before letting go.  “ okay  —  open your eyes! ”  jina clapped her hands together, watching for kanae’s reaction to the ice sculptures surrounding them.  “ isn’t it  fantastic? ”