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⌈ 📲 MESSAGE TO: ADORABLE SMARTASS⌋

❛ HONEY AESTHETIC (II): LITTLE STAR ― ❜

                   ❝ SUMMER  in the AIR, bodies in the HEAT.                                                       Just YOU and ME. ❞

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tw guns, death, violence

She will remember the fire for another time. Her world burns, and all she feels and sees is fire. The dragon is angry and leaves no one behind.

They had to split up in the end. The moment the team had entered the scene, they blew up their tires and killed the driver Frank by a shot through the head. They managed to shoot two of the people involved with the accident, and arrest another who ended up being the weakest link.

Dani walks down the city, her hair sticking against her neck because of the sweat dripping down her skin. She managed to get some of the people inside of the many anonymous vans that the MPD had scattered around, to bring people to safety or to the hospital if needed. A lot of mothers and children managed to be safe, but she has seen enough husbands and fathers lose their lives because they tried to protect their families.

She had dropped her M16 along the way, out of bullets and only left with her two handguns, but she could manage, she just has to go find one of the members and get new resources.

Her walk continues until she stops. She recognizes him because she has seen him a million times, she even saw him yesterday before it all happened. It was stupid of her to forget to send him a message that she’d be out here today, but he was smart and ’would’ve probably known she’d be in full gear tonight.

Her feet run, she even can see him turn, the look of recognition on his face, but time freezes before she could reach her destiny. She stops again, but this time, her world is on fire, and all that was left was the feeling of burning and way her breath hitches in her throat and makes her choke.

HONESTY HOUR MEME: NOT Accepting!

Who? Her first love? That guy who broke her heart to pieces and made her want to drown herself into the ocean and cleanse herself from every memory she has with him. Every tea she shed, every laugh they shared and everything else she felt when she was with him. How could she be stupid to rely on him and have her heart broken when she always only relied on herself? 

“No.”

Why should she? After all that has happened, it’s a little too late for that puppy love to grow into something greater. She’s already spent most of her youth chasing him, secretly pleading that he looks her way and finds that the person he’s been looking for his whole life has always been her.

“Going back means I was with him in the first place, which I was not. I chased him for years. Most of my days were spent with him and what did I get in the end? A broken heart. Not really worth it, if you ask me.”

He used to be worth all of it. But the pain has been too great for her and the memories she had with him have been severed by the loneliness she felt with the reality as it sunk into her mind that she will never be the one for him. Just an accessory for him to put on display.

“He never loved me then. What makes you think he’d love me now?”

          “ if i had to choose one person   —   it’d have to be my grandpa or my cousin. ” in all truth, she realizes there aren’t many people she lets get past her thick walls of happiness. they don’t look all too intimidating, she assumes, probably like a field of sunflowers but all too easy to get lost in. when she lets herself dwell on the past, if she does, she gets lost herself so she doesn’t   —   taeeun avoids thinking of the past if she can and it’s one reason why she runs around so much. if you stay busy, you don’t think too much. that’s been her logic for the past few years and it’s served her well so far so why stop a good thing when it’s going? 

          “ wow, cuz, are you sure you want to waste an opportunity to ask me anything on this? ” taeeun can’t imagine where any doubt would come from   —   even if their working habits tended to keep them apart, she can’t think of a time since she moved to seoul that she didn’t feel close to her older cousin. a part of her had abhorred the idea of moving to seoul. it was too far away from the home she grew up in, from the garage her grandfather already built on his own from the ground up, from the friends she’d actually made genuine connections with. 

          but the moment she met her cousin, she realizes there’d still been more she was missing and that she might’ve lost a part of her family but gained another. at a time she couldn’t imagine being away from her grandfather so soon after, she found herself tagging along after her cousin instead. she can’t imagine how he didn’t tire of it   —   physically even, because as tall as he grew and and strong as he became, she can’t imagine it being easy to literally bring along barely a teenage brat clinging to his leg.