War with my mind

[gvtxliying]

‘𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒽’

It was strange how someone like Liying could still manage to live on after losing all of those who had been most important in her life. Somehow she managed.

This could be one of the many reasons as to why she had become the way she was now, always walking around so seriously, never smiling or laughing like she once had long ago. Back when both Youngwon and Liran were alive, Liying would smile and laugh easily, but after her brother died she slowly began to fall apart and then the day came when Youngwon died and she lost herself completely.

She was forced to only live her life more or less in solitude, the only emotions she felt were ones which often labeled her as cold and heartless. Maybe it was for the best seeing as the government didn’t take too kindly to those who just let themselves goof around, Liying being on the other end of the stick when it came to being punished for her old ways.

She’s walking down the hall, no set destination in mind after having just returned from a mission, when she runs into a familiar figure. Stopping, Liying glances at the door he had just come from behind before her gaze is resting on him. “It seems like things went wrong.” She states, tone neutral and emotionless. Even if she didn’t seem like it to most, she was rather observant with different expressions and movements of others around her, perhaps due to her constant loneliness over the past few years.

“I didn’t take you for someone to find trouble, though I’m never one to truly judge a book by it’s cover either.” The last bit she says more to herself, which could be funny in some ways seeing as she was known for spending her free time reading books.

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[gvtxliying]

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Oh great, now she started yelling. He had forgotten women were supposed to become insufferable during their monthly sessions too. “Calm yourself,” Youngwon said. “Would having the depends sooth your temper? If so, I can bring some back tomorrow.” For now, he must focus on the next task at hand - dinner. She was complaining about having toast too much, so he purchased crumpets for this month. “Would you like ketchup with your crumpets,” Youngwon asked, thinking about frying up an egg to go with them. 

She was surprised that Youngwon had even agreed to pick up such products for her, most men wouldn’t because of how embarrassing it was to even be in such a situation.

It most likely had to do with the fact that him and her older brother had been close, maybe Youngwon had felt some sort of responsibility when it came to taking care of her. Whatever his reasoning was, she still couldn’t help but feel slightly aggravated that he had brought back way too many different kinds and sizes. Would she have to really sit here and teach him the differences in pads? It seemed like it was leaning towards that direction, even more so as she hears what he says to her. Liying inhales deeply, exhaling soon after to make some sort of attempt at calming herself, or more so the hormones that were causing her agitation.

“Please tell me that you didn’t just say flavors for pads.” With this, she’s pinching the bridge of her nose, eyes closed and jaw clenched as her annoyance only grows. “Listen, there’s no such thing as flavors when it comes to these. The colors are for the different sizes, kinds and depend on the type of flow-” Stopping herself as she looks at Youngwon, she realizes that even this might not be something she should be educating him on, however, if she didn’t there was the possibility of him making the same mistake in the future if he were to ever need to do this all over again. If not for her, then for another poor woman out there.

Just as she’s about to give him the benefit of the doubt, his next words have her sitting in silence, too stunned to even speak right away.

“Depends are diapers for adults. I’m not explaining on that any further.” She states through clenched teeth, though it’s mostly due to the pains that start as she’s speaking, causing her to lean forward and hold onto her lower abdomen. She slowly stands from the barstool, grabbing the yellow pack of pads. “No ketchup. I swear, someone needs to teach you how to cook some real food. I’m surprised that we haven’t starved yet.” She comments before walking out of the room, making her way towards the bathroom while mumbling to herself.

Liying knows that he’s trying his best, and she can’t blame him for that, however, this was one of the reasons why she was so snippy with him at times. She didn’t want him having to look after her for the rest of their lives, not when he could be living his own life without her having to weigh him down, but no matter what sort of harsh words she seemed to throw at him, he stuck around regardless.

[yuluohe]

Lin Yun [2/2]

[gvtxliying]

'𝒻𝓁𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓇𝓈'

Liying didn’t really think that she would ever have to explain these types of things to a man before, much less her dead brother’s best friend. She couldn’t exactly blame him though, not when the man had never really been taught the ‘ways’ of the female body before, or rather what was used when mother nature decided to come crashing down on a woman.

When she had realized that it was that time of month already, and she had asked him to go and buy her some pads, she expected.. well, she didn’t know exactly what she expected at that moment.

Sitting there staring blankly at the different sizes of pads that Youngwon had returned with, she blinks a few times at the sight of just how many different packages that were now sitting right in front of her on the counter. “Why exactly did you buy so many?” Liying questions before looking at him, her eyebrows drawn together in confusion as she genuinely is curious as to how someone could have been sent to buy a single pack of pads, only to return with multiple packs.

“Please don’t tell me that you couldn’t figure out which size to get so you just bought different ones.” She lifts up the large ones, holding them up to show him while speaking. “How the hell are these supposed to help me? You should have just bought me some depends at this rate!”

Okay, so she didn’t really mean to raise her voice there, blame mother nature and the damn cramps that are currently hitting her as if someone was stabbing her uterus with a knife repeatedly. She just can’t help it and he just so happens to be the only person in the room with her, so naturally he’s the one in the end who gets to ‘feel her wrath’ in that very moment.

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