#vxluhan

Taeyeon yanks at the hem of her hood, two dainty fingers coiling around the fabric to tug it further over her forehead as she continues to make her way past the bodies of other jaded and occupied pedestrians. Rain pours relentlessly, hundreds of droplets bouncing off of the umbrella wielded securely in her slender hands, coupled with the others plummeting towards her soft features after being swayed by the breeze. She’s the only one who isn’t running, considering there’s fatigue lingering in her presence and she has no decided destination. The wind gets stronger with each blow, harsh gusts immediately sending shivers pirouetting along her thin spine. It’s in this sudden whirlwind-like blow where her exhaustion catches up and coaxes her feet to fail her, a sudden shove from a stranger passing in a rush bringing the woman’s quick steps to liner and end with a couple seconds of staggering.

She assumes that her porcelain physique will soon be silhouetted against the dark of the pavement, and her eyes only flutter shut to brace the fall she’s going for.

But it never comes.

Not when calloused fingertips reflexively reach to hook onto whatever available; judging by the sudden impact of her palm against a rather highly statured object, she can only guess that she’s taken hold of someone’s arm — their shoulder. And that, she has. The metal of the umbrella is still clutched between her free hand, the realization of the situation dawning upon her rather unusually scattered mind once the person she has a tight grip on emits a dismissive “don’t touch me.” His tone is harsh, a shrug of his shoulder loosening the grasp around the covered skin, luring out only a mumbled mixture of profanities from carmine tiers as Taeyeon regains her previously diminished composure, shielding herself from the cascading droplets almost immediately whilst offering some sort of a better apology towards the man she encountered.

( ` he walks over towards the latter and encircles his arms around his waist. )

( ` stares at the gif. )

☂ -- My muse encounters yours just as it starts to rain.

The light drizzle greeted the world just as he was leaving from work that day. Baekhyun at first didn't notice the rain, his mind being elsewhere, clouded with many thoughts. Did he leave enough water for Dubu? Did he remember to call and set up and appointment for his dog at the vet? Did he call his best friend earlier to remind her of an important event coming up for the both of them? All those thoughts and more invaded his mind, causing him to become oblivious to his surroundings.

He was sitting in the bench at the park across the street from his cafe when suddenly a drop of water fell on him. At first, Baekhyun failed to register exactly what it was. It wasn't until a drop fell on his cheek, then another, and a few more rolled down his face that he realized, 'Hey, it's raining.' It was needless to say that Baekhyun wasn't the most keen when it came to noticing the environment around him. A soft sigh escaped his lips, one of calm content. He actually liked how the rain felt on his skin. Back when he was little, his mother would get mad because he would run off into the yard to skip around in the pouring rain. Sure, he would get sick afterwards, and his mom would lecture him, but he still loved the rain no matter what.

Baekhyun slowly got lost in his thoughts once more as he looked up with his eyes closed, allowing the rain to wash his face, the water feeling rather refreshing on his skin. It felt as though it was washing away all his worries, calming him in the process. He was there for a minute or so before the rain stopped, 'That's odd...', he thought as he sat there on the bench, eyes still closed. A low chuckle was the one thing which stopped his train of thought, causing the petite pianist to open his eyes and stare up.

"Well, nice seeing you again, Baekhyun."

Send me a ♫ and I’ll shuffle my music. For whatever song comes up first, I’ll write a short drabble about our muses inspired by that song, for the duration of the song. I must stop writing and post as soon as it ends, no matter where in the drabble I currently am.

Lullabies (Adventure Club Remix) by Yuna | Police Officer AU

They're the strangest pair in the department, opposites in nearly every way except for the fact that they'd be better at the Quiet Game than silence itself. Where Kyungsoo is clumsy feet and barely audible whispers, Lu Han is limber limbs and a sharp tongue, speaking only when absolutely necessary. Despite their supposed inability to properly work together, they close most of the cases district and get all their paperwork done faster than it would take an entire team to complete. Clearly, they're doing something right if they can even manage to sit in the same office, passing notes back and forth and scribbling across the white board on the wall between their desks.

So even though Kyungsoo always trips (at least twice) when they're chasing the suspect, Lu Han is athletic enough to pin the guy down long enough for his younger partner to catch up and provide the handcuffs that Lu Han left in the patrol car. And when the older male is at the wheel, Kyungsoo is there to point him in the right direction, because Lu Han has always had trouble remembering the layout of the city. (Every street looks the same, he swears.)

They're not a perfect team--far from, in fact. They still have their strange arguments, which consist of short glances and clicks of pens on desktops, and can't hold a normal conversation for longer than three seconds before one of them decides that it's just too awkward. But that's all right, because they respect each other.