#parcsite

they’re the first day of spring: an introduction to warmer days, of bright sunlight peeping warmth against skin, laughter ringing around the clock. they’re the thought that meanders afloat, he her sun and she his river. he’ll drown in her thoughts and in her mind, she’ll bask in his yellowed beams. together they’ll bloom with the flowers amongst high valleys, with fingers laced in love’s solace. this is what marriage is, after all right?  

wrong. 

but who exactly is she to speak for them when she’s not married herself? despite that, she’s hopeful. her fingers lace around her wrist and lithe fingertips brush at the back of delicate skin, ticklish at the hem of her dress kissing the back of her knees. “i don’t see why not.” she finally responds to him after some time, gaze fixated the the celebrating couple as she folds her limbs. the first dance as a married couple-- she wonders how it could feel and immediately there’s a delicate smile dipping onto her cheeks. a burst of nostalgia runs through her as she remembers stumbling upon her own parent’s wedding photos and videos, replaying to night’s end of their first slow dance. and suddenly there’s a need to share affection so she’s leaning in to press the side of her face against his arm, cheek nuzzling onto the tip of his shoulder as any cat would when marking property. “they look at each other as if they’re so in love and it makes me wish they will.” 

( - there isn’t a good time for jaehyun, and he notes that whenever someone asks for his small time, he would rather just stay away and do the best he could to actually... get out from the task, even so, this is his best friend--it’s hanjae whom he hasn’t seen for a while and what more does he need to do but to actually spend time with the other? (concertedly knowing that he’s probably going to disappear for long once more. ) 

( - it was a few minutes after their said meet up time, it was a restaurant that not most people could afford but they chose it for the former reason, and that’s why he agreed, he doesn’t like people and everyone knew that. hanjae probably just thought it was a place they could study on but he felt that it was some place that he could think clearly. he spots his friend by the end of the first row of tables, quickly making his way over with his book in hand pressed by the end of the round as he makes himself known to the other. ) i never thought you’d be this punctual, i’m quite surprised. 

character questions |✩| @parcsite

10. Name 2 things you like about sex, and two things you hate about it

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

So, this was what his father felt like when he was being stubborn as a child. Looking back at the years that he took for granted, when his father was still a happy-go-lucky man whom his mother fell in love with, Jaehyun felt that sudden pain of the nostalgic thought in his head. He feels miserable all of a sudden, but it wasn’t because he felt sad, but because of time–he took it for granted. 

“Dad, what does this button do?” 

Don’t touch–it. But it was too late, because the thought wasn’t fast enough to be spoken out loud as his little son, Hyuno, managed to push the button as he whispered an apology with his small voice. How could he be mad at this little boy? He’s his life now, and he will never let anything come between them. He sees his project go haywire, some of the chips come lose as he hears a spark between two untangled wires by the end of the room but that doesn’t mean a thing to him, he will have to compromise, besides, he was the one who told his son to play in his office.

“It’s alright, Hyuno. But please, if you ever want to know something, ask first before you let your curiosity consume you.” it was what his father told him before, and he couldn’t believe that he’s telling the same thing to his son, this is so embarrassing, even for him who hates following his father’s words.

“But you said that I should always be curious!” 

This is the proof that he is his son.

kyanite: an anger headcanon

Anger is always an issue for Jaehyun, he gets mad about thesmallest things and gets numb on the bigger ones but the fact that he couldactually control himself in a way paved in a much better understanding of howanger works. He doesn’t show his anger, he would most likely keep everything inuntil it bubbles up around his stomach and burst into form of words that hewill regret in an instant.

Like now, when he’s looking at Hideji with his tired eyes,longing of sleep. What the fuck happened, anyway? It was a long day, and bothof them wanted a drink, but anger seeped through his veins like blood rushingout of the wound in his chest after hearing his friend speak of his latemother.

You should have movedon by now, Jaehyun. She’s dead, and nothing could make her alive again.

“Maybe if you die, I’ll move on in three days. If not, maybejust one. Either way, moving on isn’t the point, if you die, you die. There’snothing that could bring you back.”

lapis lazuli: where ‘home’ is to my muse

        No matter how many times Woohee has seen his eyes, she was still amazed by them. She was amazed by little things. Each time, when she caught his eyes or saw him after a couple of days not seeing him, his heterochromia eyes were the first thing what caught her attention. For example, if he changed his hair color, she would ignore it and had her full focus on his eyes only until he would mention about the color change.

It has been a long time since she has seen him. Or that's how it felt like. She has been too busy with her school, with her practices and once the summer break came the dark locks owned female took two days off from meeting anyone to focus on catching up with the so much sleep she needed to. And oh boy, it felt good to be energized once again and not to worry about anything.