#mastertag

seonghwa

[11:48 pm] | [moodboard] the city in the rain ♡

[moodboard] bubblegum pink babey ♡

[drabble] ’the star’s prince’- space royalty au ♡ ☆

[moodboard] beach trip! ♡

hongjoong

[moodboard] stargazing ♡

[drabble] ‘cant get burned (already on fire)’ -fallen angel au ☆

[moodboard] angel!joong ♡

another version of this one ^^ w the same pictures... idk why pls don't ask

[moodboard] friends to lovers au ♡

[moodboard] ghosthunter!joong ♡ ☆

yunho 

[12:02 am] soulmates ♡

[4:33 pm] kisses ♡

[7:14 pm] accidents happen ♡

[9:27 pm] stars in your eyes♡

[moodboard] sunlight♡

[moodboard] dark, kinda demonic ?☆

[moodboard] getting lost in the woods♡

[drabble] ‘11:11′ -wishmaking w/ yunho ♡

[moodboard] purple♡

[7:19 pm] | [moodboard] dying his hair♡

[1:35 am] hand-holding♡

[moodboard] stargazing♡

[moodboard] picnic ♡

yeosang

[moodboard] cream aes/ museum au (?)♡ 

[drabble] ‘how to shred- a guide by the local emo’ -skaterboy!yeosang ♡ 

[drabble] daydreams -highschool au♡ 

san

[6:11 pm] | [moodboard] freckles♡ 

[moodboard] alien!san♡ 

[drabble] ‘fallen roses’ -hanahaki au☆

mingi

n/a

wooyoung

n/a

jongho

Luciel was unfocused. He had had to return to his house for work reasons. Since he didn’t want MC to worry, he upped and left while she was out grocery shopping. It had been a few days since then and in between working for the agency and tracing/attacking the hacker, he’d been skilfully avoiding MC entirely.

Okay, so he knew it was a bad idea, but what was he supposed to do?! He sure as hell wasn’t getting her caught up in all of his chaos again. He was keeping an eye on the CCTV so that should be fine… right?

Speaking of which, he glanced at the clock quickly. 5:23AM. She wouldn’t be awake, right? It should be fine if he checked quickly, right? Swiftly he swapped his monitor screen over to the Security Necessities, Apartments K200-250 and Elevator CCTV (helpfully abbreviated for the sake of you, MC, to SNAKE.TV) screen, the CCTV that allowed him to keep an eye on MC. He flipped through the cameras quickly, noticing the door to her bedroom was open, letting him see into the room slightly. It was empty, blankets messy on the bed and lightless.

Eyes narrowing, he switched through the cameras until he came across the living room and kitchen camera. There he saw MC pacing along the tiles and wooden floor boards. She was checking her phone every two seconds, fidgeting and squeezing her eyes tight every other. She tugged at her lip forcefully with her teeth, tearing into the soft skin and drawing blood. He closed his gold eyes for a moment clenching his hands into fists on the desk. He didn’t want this. Mentally shaking his head, he continued to watch the CCTV.

Meanwhile, over at Rika’s apartment MC was… exhausted. She was stressed, she was tired, she was anxious and she was mad. She was livid beyond belief. Seven, after promising to “be her guardian angel” or something, had abandoned her then ignored her for the past four days! In the chatroom, in texts, in phone calls, even through CCTV! She could swear she saw the cameras face away every time she even so glanced at them.

And so, she threw a vase. It was a cheap little thing she’d bought from some department store just to lighten up the room a little bit. It was filled with yellow carnations and water so as it smashed on the kitchen tile, it soaked through her socks. Shards of glass cut through the bright blooms. She stood there for a moment, watching the cold water seep through the cracks in the tile and the threads in her socks. Goosebumps rose on her arms, the chill of the tiles and the bite of morning air running their frozen fingertips along her feet and neck.

Now, you’d think that such an experience would shake someone out of it but really all it did for her was send her further into her distressed state. She spun around, eyes glazed over and with a quick swipe of her arm, she shoved all of her paperwork off of the table. Her jacket was soon after swiped off the back of a chair and flung into the wall, shaking a picture of her parents that hung in it’s way.

“Stupid Luciel! You fucking coward! You’re such an asshole!” She shrieked, tears cascading down her face. Pillows were torn off the couch, a chair kicked across the room, all of her notices and reminders were torn off the fridge along with the magnets that held them. MC carelessly slammed a lamp into the opposite wall, watching with ragged breath as it shattered, sparking before sliding across the floor, cracked pieces glinting in the dim light.

“I hate you Luciel!”

She turned and grabbed the nearest thing, a picture frame on the breakfast bar. Her tear-filled eyes blurred out the faces in the frame and her anger blurred out her sense of judgement. In one swift motion, she tossed the frame haphazardly to the ground. The glass broke. The picture began soaking up the water from the carnations. MC’s eyes widened. Snapping out of her thoughtless rage, she collapsed to her knees, picking up the photo.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!” She rushed to grab a handful of tissues, trying to salvage the photo as best she could. “Oh, god, what have I done…” She whimpered. Her numb fingers dropped the photo and the tissues. With the photograph and tissues now on the bench, she sank back down to the cold tile, pulling her legs up to her chest. From there, she sat in silence, her head buried in her knees. The ticking of the clock filled the emptiness and MC tried to make herself smaller as it went on. Her head pounded painfully and she just wanted to disappear.

“Luciel, why…?”

Luciel ran as fast as he could, steadily approaching the tall apartment complex. Mentally, he thanked the agency for pushing him through years of physical training. The colours of dawn broke out across the sky. Soft pink, orange and blue hues spread throughout the vast expanse and lit up the world around him.

He rushed into the lobby, passing the reception and going straight to the elevators. In his arms, he held nothing but his phone and a tub of ice cream. The elevator doors slid open and he ducked inside, pressing the little glowing ‘14′ and tapping his feet impatiently.

“Without you, I feel broke, like I’m half of a whole. Without you, I’ve got no hand to hold. Without you, I feel torn, like a sail in a storm. Without you, I’m just a sad song…” He became acutely aware of the elevator music, which honestly seemed pretty appropriate for the current situation.

All too slowly, the elevator dinged and he stepped out. Following the empty corridor, he found the apartment, quickly pressing in the code and pushing open the door. It was almost completely black, only the slightest signs of the sunrise peeking through the curtains. Still, he could see the faint outline of MC, huddled against the breakfast bar.

“Oh, MC…” He whispered, quietly shutting the door and stepping toward her. She stiffened, looking up slowly. “MC, I’m so sorry…” She shuffled away from him slightly and he stopped.

“W-Why…?”

He ran a hand through his hair. He didn’t know, really. “I- I was scared. I guess. I, uh, well, I need to follow the rules of the game. I… I think I’m just scared of what route you’re trying to take.” His eyes flickered over to the photograph on the bench top. It was a bunch of smaller photos, collaged together. He could clearly see a selfie of the two of them in the middle. The first time that she took his route. She followed his gaze to above her as tears welled back up in her eyes.

Tucking her face back into her knees, she spoke softly. “Saeyoung, I didn’t mean- I- I didn’t-” her voice cracked. “I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it…”

Luciel looked back at her and his eyes softened. “Hey, MC…” her sobs and hiccups broke through the silence. He moved toward her again, sliding down the wall and sitting next to her. “I- I know. I know MC. I know… It’s okay. It’s all okay.”

“B-But I- I- I- I- I was only, I- I was only trying to, I was only trying to get it- get it once- I h- hurt you…”

Luciel smiled weakly and took her hand in his. “Nah, I’m only code and binary numbers, remember?” He slowly drew circles on the back of her hand with his thumb. Her face emerged, tear streaked and red from crying. “Oh, love..” Saeyoung opened his arms and she leapt into them, tightly wrapping her own around his torso. She buried her face into his chest her body wracking with harsh sobs once more. 

“I- I’m so- I’m so sorry…”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, it’s okay. Cry as much as you want. We have all the time in the world,” Luciel whispered soothingly, stroking her hair.

They sat like that for a while, the area around them slowly lighting up with the coming of day. Eventually, he felt MC relax in his arms and he pulled away slightly, looking at her face. Her eyes lay closed and her breathing had evened out. She finally looked peaceful. Smiling gently down at her, he shifted her into his arms. Standing, he carried her into the bedroom and lay her gently on the bed. He brushed a few stray hairs from her face and kissed her forehead gently.

“I love you so much MC. Never forget that. And I’m so, unconditionally sorry.” He walked out of the bedroom, sighing to himself as he put the (now melted) ice cream tub into the fridge. Checking his phone, he saw a chatroom notification. Yoosung complaining about a test that day? He suspected as much.

“Saey…” He looked up at the sound. What? Peering into the bedroom, he saw MC drowsily looking at him. “Saeyoung… could you please… I mean… could you please stay…?” She mumbled. Saeyoung smiled lightly.

“Of course.”

Sorry I had to end on a nice note. I just love him so much and I think I’m not good at ending angsty things on an angsty note. Oh well.

V: What’s the easiest way to annoy them

This is kinda obvious but bring up cats or Jumin

If you continue to talk about Jumin, he’ll get very possessive over you and cuddle attack you

and with cats, just babble on about Elizabeth or coo at cats in the chatroom with Jumin

WARNING! HE WILL GET SAD AND WONDER WHY YOU’RE NOT ON HIS SIDE! PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK

Y: What’s the question they’ve always wanted an answer to?

He’s always wanted to know why his parents hurt him in the way that they did when he was younger

And why his brother turned on him

Like, he’s always had a general idea, but he wanted to know the exact reason

What made them hate him so much?

K: How do you know they’re upset at you?

You’ll definitely know he’s upset with you when he turns away

He’ll be quieter than usual and definitely trying to sort his emotions out

this doesn’t mean he’s ignoring you! oh no, definitely not! He still loves you with all of his heart

He just doesn’t want to say anything out of anger that he’ll regret

Eventually he’ll confront you about it, probably quietly and in a way that you’ll understand instantly what’s wrong

You’ll both then sit down and talk about it

many forehead kisses and cuddles afterwards

O: What would it take to break them inside and out?

You

most definitely you

He wouldn’t mind if his career went south if you were by his side

Hell, he could take on the world if you’re with him

But the moment you fight

The moment when you just cannot love him and you have to leave

When you just can’t see how he sees you, how he loves you so wholeheartedly and how he’s so grateful for you loving him in return and helping him through life

He’ll just shatter