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No, Jongdae has so very much in this world, but it’s hidden deep within his body. Stars upon stars and planets and lifeforms rest within him, not fully dormant but just enough so to allow him to function. If Jongdae wants to protect anything at all in this form, in this vessel, it would be the things he houses within. They are all he has of the past and he needs them just as they need him.

He scoffed. What did this kid know? What did he know about the life he led? In hindsight, stumbling around the club drunk off his ass probably wasn't the best idea he had all night, but at that point, he couldn't have cared less. Pushing the boy's hand off his shoulder, he brought the bottle of whiskey to his lips, downing a relatively large amount before sloppily wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. It was late, his subconscious nagged and he drowned it out again. His squinted eyes were bloodshot as he sized the other up; taller, giving him enough reason to dislike him on the spot. "Tch, whatever," he slurred out, stumbling away towards a dark corner.

Slowly closing her eyes, a slow hum escaped from Jinri's lips. Today is a close friend's birthday and her idea of a gift was to sing a song written entirely by herself. After weeks of erasing foul notes, crossing out strange lyrics, along with adding beautiful harmonies eventually led to a finished yet perfect piece. An eager smile crept upon Jinri's lips as she practically bounced in her seat with excitement. Being unaware of hearing her door swing open, she opened her mouth slightly and began to sing. Words with passion filled the entire room while she swayed to the beat, engrossed in her own tune. A moment after she completes the song, her smile quickly faded as her eyes widened with shock. "Did you just- Did you hear-" Stumbling, Jinri extends the music sheet towards the other. "Happy Birthday!"

It was around 7am, when their manager told Sungyeol they had a busy schedule today. Thinking it’d be nice to buy a snack before they left, he quickly made a stop at a nearby convenience store. Once he walked into the building, he heard a rather unique voice coming from the cashier counter. Deciding to ignore it, Sungyeol walked off into one of the aisles to grab a bag of chips and a bottle of water before making his way back to the front. Realizing it was a boy around his age that was singing, he quietly laughed to himself, amused that someone like him could be singing so enthusiastically at this time. “You sing pretty well.” Sungyeol complimented as he grabbed his wallet.

He glanced at the other as he stood up, huffing a moment before shrugging. "Can't help it." He raised a brow at your answer, pulling his hair back a bit. "A name would be nice, I'm Jongin by the way.."

"What's it look like I'm doing?" He growled out, quickly gathering the fallen pills and small packets. "I can't lose any of these.." He stuffed the contents back into his pocket, looking over at the other. "W-Who are you anyways..?"

{text} I'll even pay for the first round~~

    “They probably aren’t even old enough to be in a place like this.” Yoonji muttered under her breath, running one of her hands through the entire length of her chocolate colored hair as she walked towards the male that seemed to be the reason of the turmoil, high heels clicking against the cold floor as her delicate fingers tapped the other’s shoulder gently. “Hey, I’m sorry to bother you, but can you please do something about your little fan club over there?” The empath tilted her head ever so slightly to indicate the girls. “One of them might have a heart attack if you ignore them a minute longer.”