oh darling, i’m nothing but a monster in disguise.

shin hoseok one-oh-three student / faery

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leap.

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mthchen:

Upon pulling himself out of the water, he shook his head like a dog to dry himself off although it wasn’t as affective, so he ended up combing his fingers through his hair to ruffle it afterwards. He always kind of like the wet-haired look, a sign that someone liked having fun and didn’t mind getting wet.

Now that they were on land again, it’d make sense to take a break until the next one. Either that or after their next jump, they can just swim for a little bit. Jongdae could do that too. What would really be good was if there was a place to wakeboard after. He’d always be up for that, but he didn’t see anything of the sort. Hopefully there was a place near.

Whatever energy left over from the jump made his feet restless–bouncing in his steps as he started walking again. It was a ways up back to the top of the cliff, so they had more time to chat and regain their energy. Suddenly the tallest cliff didn’t look as scary, but that’s only looking at it from the bottom. He’s sure that once he’s up there looking down, his thoughts will also change from the perspective.

“It was even better than a roller coaster. But I was thinking, if there’s something else you want to try around here, we could do that too. Thankfully it’s not that cold yet so there’s still a lot of outdoor sports still available. What would be one you’d want to do?”

Hoseok pulled himself out of the water not long after Jongdae did, pushing his hair back with a quick movement of his hand, and when that didn’t prove to be very effective, he resolved to rapidly shaking his head from side to side, spraying water droplets at mostly everything within a two meter radius.

The jump had seemingly left them more energetic than exhausted, and he saw that in both himself and in Jongdae; the way they were walking, talking, the like. He followed in Jongdae’s footsteps, the grin written over his features stretching from ear to ear. If it wasn’t obvious enough already, he was definitely up for a second round.

Actually, he was just about to mention it to Jongdae, tell him that they could try jumping from the peak tallest cliff if he wanted to, too– But he didn’t get a chance to, when Jongdae’s response was far quicker than his own. He hadn’t thought of anything else they’d be doing, besides the cliff diving, so the question caused his eyebrows to rise in momentary confusion.

“Oh, I’m pretty much up for anything. Maybe swimming?”

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Things I Shouldn’t Say // Hoseok

The merman thought himself to be a little homely compared to other naturals. He knew vampires with otherworldly beauty so strong, their looks were too surreal to be true. He knew faeries with charming faces that could talk him into anything. He knew ghosts who were frozen in time, their mysterious appearance romanticizing being trapped in tragedy. He knew werewolves with bodies so strong, he wasn’t sure whether he admired them or lusted after them.

Then there was him: a fish out of water.

In his opinion, he looked like a total nobody. And while trapped in a net? Now he looked like a total, pathetic nobody. 

“I didn’t expect to be taken out by a fucking net,” he grumbled, “What’s the point of being able to sink a ship if I get stopped by this? I’d rather take a harpoon to my tail then being caught in a bunch of dumb ropes. Just you wait, the Council will have something stupid to say about this.”

Yonghwa was rarely this talkative, but he’d been stranded on the shore for thirty minutes before someone came to his rescue. The more he’d struggled, the more tangled he’d gotten. A little magic kept him invisible from the humans during that time, but it didn’t do much about the sunburn starting on his shoulders. A bright, ruby-red tail slapped against the sand as he twisted about in frustration. Somehow, his torso had woven through broken knots until ropes crisscrossed over his torso. His arms were bound tightly, having slipped through multiple knots until he could hardly move them anymore. He hated that feeling.

Fuck, he was going to cry. 

“Hoseok…”

Each utterance of his friend’s name came in a little softer, a little quieter, and a little more desperate. His anxious mind flickered through the consequences of beings trapped – of having no escape from that stupid net – and they weren’t pretty. He felt totally helpless from not being able to move, not being able to do anything but wait for a hunter to poke a knife through his heaving chest. He couldn’t stop his thoughts. He couldn’t stop his fear. He couldn’t stop his trembling. Droopy, puppy-like eyes begged Hoseok to cut the ropes a little faster.

Yonghwa didn’t know how much longer he could pretend to be brave.

[mcxhoseok-blog]

Sunday mornings, to Hoseok, were meant for lazing around and getting the least amount of things done on his agenda. Usually, he’d eventually find some sort of activity to do by the afternoon, but his mornings were spent rolling around in bed or watching television. Usually, he wouldn’t have even thought of texting his friends until around noon-ish. That was just enough to show that that day in particular was no ordinary one to begin with, because he’d woken up with a sudden feeling of something that strangely felt like dread, but at the same wasn’t quite like dream exactly. Premonition, he’d call it.

He didn’t know how quickly he’d gotten himself out of bed and changed into something decent, but within ten minutes, he was already out of the house, already walking towards a destination planted in his mind.

Divination was one of the less powerful uses of Hoseok’s magic, but he knew perfectly well that whenever he felt that strange sensation of foreboding, it was never good. A sharp image of Yonghwa (the merman he’d strangely befriended) had formed behind his eyelids before he’d woken up, and that alone had caused the speed of his heart rate to get kicked up a notch. Coupled with the thoughts of ‘Oh god, is he okay?’ (without the proper belief in said god) and ‘What if something happened to him?’ (because it was very highly likely), it’d caused a few very perturbing possibilities to pop into his head. He’d been expecting to find Yonghwa severely injured, or worse, dead– so finding him tangled in a fishnet, of all things, had caused snippets of loud laughter to slip past Hoseok’s lips, part because of relief, part because he and Yonghwa had met previously in almost the exact same scenario, minus the part where Hoseok was nursing his attraction to the aforementioned merman.

The humor Hoseok found in the situation didn’t last long, though, because soon enough he was crouched in front of Yonghwa, attempting to the slice the rope with a large shard of glass (he’d found a half-broken bottle a few meters away from them and salvaged what he could), a crease forming between his eyebrows because of how goddamn frustrated he was; with the rope and with Yonghwa’s blabbering.

One look at Yonghwa had all the pent up frustration suddenly disappearing from his features, replaced with a sort of concern that made him want to reach out and comfort Yonghwa. 

He just had to get rid of the damned ropes.

“I’m getting you out of there, just–” He sighed, cutting the base of the knot that’d kept Yonghwa’s hands bound together. He’d been caught between wanting to scream or cry because how in the world had Yonghwa managed to get himself that tangled up?

“Just give me time, alright?”

Each utterance of his name came as if it were a shockwave entering Hoseok’s system, causing his heart to stutter and his limbs to move just a tiny bit quicker to get Yonghwa out of the mess he’d put himself in. He cut, untangled, cut, then untangled – and soon enough he was shakily exhaling a breath as he cut the last tangle in the ropes, dropping the piece of glass (which had small streaks of blood on it then now because of how hard he’d been clutching it), and freeing the merman.

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⋙ Fascination

@mcxhoseok

She had so many questions that had no answers. Not a single person in her coven would give her those answers. Now that she was on her own, Momo was going to have to find those answers herself. Momo remembered her aunts, and other coven witches, had talked about. Faeries. At first, Momo had thought they were merely made up for children’s books. Little creatures that were supporting characters in a fairytale, or mostly like Peter Pan’s companion Tinkerbell. 

Though as she got older, she began to learn why her aunts were so set on faeries. Their magic. They wanted a faerie’s power to amplify their own. Of course that’s what they wanted. They were power hungry, and that only made Momo so much happier she chose to leave. Though she still wanted answers. She wanted to understand the faeries. One day just happened to be her lucky day. She just didn’t know it yet.  

She noticed something on the ground and picked it up. The thing turning out to be someone’s wallet. Momo wasn’t a thief or anything like that, so naturally she wanted to return the item. She looked up and noticed only one other person walking along the same streets. A boy. She thought maybe this was his wallet and it merely just fell out of his pocket without him noticing. “Hey! You! Stop!” Momo yelled and began to chase the boy down. 

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It was a clear, nonpareil day when Hoseok decided that he’d go jogging out on the streets. It wasn’t that he didn’t do it often, but then again– It didn’t seem like he had much time for himself then nowadays either. He was a faery undoubtedly, but while he did spend a portion of his time in the realm located somewhere in the deeper parts of the forest, a good chunk of his everyday life was spent in the heart of Busan, the center of an astounding human metropolitan city.

Being a faery had brought up some complications with the lifestyle he held, however, because it just so happened that he was always bumping into other naturals in the city – lots of them, actually. Some were like him, creatures just trying to blend in the scene and make the most out of the human life, but he’d come to find out that not everyone was as friendly as they seemed to be (some of the experiences hadn’t lead him to be very on edge, just a little bit more cautious).

Jogging didn’t seem like it would be such a huge risk to him, so he figured, why not? He left his apartment dressed in a white tank, basketball shorts, and a ratty old pair of sneakers, his phone and wallet each stuffed into a pocket of his shorts. He jogged at a steady pace, mapping the streets out in his head as he’d recalled them to be and swiping his hair back whenever it fell over his forehead. It seemed as if nothing could stop him for a while, until someone really called out for him to stop, causing him to slowly come to a stop and spin around, an eyebrow rising in confusion.

“Huh?” 

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mcxhoseok        

        Soeun found herself strolling in the middle of a garden, picking flowers, one which felt perfect for someone’s twenty first birthday that was happening next weekend. Planning one was difficult but not as hard as a wedding, at least this had been the only task they assigned for her today. There were plenty of sunflowers and a good amount of lilies, fit for the occasion but would they really like those? No sight of irises though. A sigh was released from her lips just softly. 

        She hears buzzing near her right ear, then all of sudden, she doesn’t. if it wasn’t a buzzing type of sound, what the hell was it then? It seemed like more of a pest who was trying to mess with her and it’s strange to know that there was no one around, not even a fly right in the corner of her eyesight. Soeun had no special senses, no special sense for other creatures she hadn’t met but perceptive? maybe. “If you were meaning to eavesdrop or bother me, the least you could do is tell me why.” She says as she had taken notice of a small shadow sneaking from around. 

       Throughout the years, she had known vampires but no one else entirely. So her curiousity had taken over her, it would be frustrating if they just walked away without finding out who… or what. She had known it wasn’t an insect, but a person. “What are you gonna do? sprinkle pixie dust on me?” She says as if she’s talking to the air but of course she wasn’t.

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Hoseok was pretty sure a good chunk of the faery population able to use their specialized magic without too much of a hassle. Usually, he himself would opt for his mundane human form when he found himself outside the faery realm and the protection it offered him, but when he found himself watching a girl stroll through the paths of a reasonably small garden with no other witnesses, he decided it would be pretty fun to play a practical joke on her, even if just for a short period of time.

He figured an illusion would suit this type of human pretty well (and that way, he wouldn’t be physically damaging her all too much either). All he had to do was concentrate and zero his focus in on her specifically, and.. Voila! The confusion written across her facial expression was enough for Hoseok to know that whatever it was that he’d done had worked – but for safe measure, he shifted into the liking of a small bee and took to whizzing past her, just to see what kind of reaction it would spur from her.

Her response came as a little bit of a shock to him, because he wasn’t a pixie by any means, but the guess was far closer than he’d expected it to be. Usually humans were far more uneducated when it came to the topic of naturals. He brought himself back to his human form, popping up right in front of her (accidentally stepping on some sunflowers, whoops). He cocked an eyebrow in her direction, somehow managing to look curious and a bit amused at the same time. “I’m sorry, what?”

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cherish // choa&hoseok

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mthchoa:

Being the easily embarrassed, yet prideful person that she was, she quickly regretted her decision in initiating physical contact. She was about to pull her hand away when he held onto it, resulting in a few quick blinks of confusion, followed by her turning slightly redder than usual.

“Well at least you’re here now,” the faery laughed sheepishly, nonchalantly attempting to pull her hand away before he noticed her embarrassment. She would never admit it, but his… fashion choices were rather eye-catching. Not that she could judge considering how warm it was outside, she herself wasn’t that covered up either; by that she meant she was wearing shorts.

“Should we go then?” Choa smiled, gesturing in the direction of the event. She was excited, but she wasn’t about to let that show. Having invited her friend out on a whim, she was troubling him more than herself, that was for sure.

Hoseok putting his hand over Choa’s and putting more physical contact between him and the girl had been an almost automatic response from him, but he didn’t quite see that until the girl was pulling away, changing the subject. His smile brightened, and he kind of wanted to release a chuckle at the sight of her momentary confusion, but he kept himself quiet.

“Yeah, sorry about that.” He responded, wetting his lips with a tongue flicking over his lips. It was a genuine apology this time, because he hadn’t meant to keep Choa waiting by herself long. He just ... lost track of time somewhere along the way.

“After you.” He said, his toothy smile widening yet again as he, too, gestured towards the general direction of the event. He could tell from afar that Choa’s outfit choice was admirable, but he wasn’t just about to admit that aloud to her – at least, not word for word. Instead, he lifted a hand to (gently) pinch her cheek prior to continuing with a quick, “You look cute today.”

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defective ¡

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mcxbyul:

if it wasn’t for the free alcohol the bartender gave her, she wouldn’t be here staying up until late. not to mention that her shift ended an hour ago, she definitely did not had more reason to stay, other than this free drinks. after working for quite long on this certain club, she actually managed to make friends with a few people, including greg, the regular bartender. he even occasionally give her free drinks, special drinks to be exact since it wasn’t on the menu. she wasn’t so sure whether the bartender liked her, or he was just fond of her– given the fact that he gives her special drinks from time to time. but nevertheless, she could care less really. at least she gets free drink. who the hell doesn’t like free drinks anyway?

and so here she was sitting on one of the bar stools, with a cocktail on her hand, eyes casually wandering around the crowd– not that she was looking for a prey, really. it just became some sort of a habit to let her gaze linger around the crowd. she always find something interesting from the crowd, and this night, this particular night– she just happened to see an interesting person from the crowd. she couldn’t pinpoint what exactly made him interesting, but somehow, she finds herself wanting to approach him. which she eventually did without hesitation.

byul took a few steps to the crowd, leaving her half empty cocktail on the bar. she pushed her way through, and when she reaches him, she gives him a warm, welcoming smile. “you seemed like you’re… new here. you’re not a regular, are you?” she asks– in attempts of making a conversation.

and the moment she walks even closer to him, she finally figured out what was making him interesting. it was the smell of his blood. odd. it was odd, different– she wasn’t so sure. his scent was somehow different, and her curiosity was urging her to indulge and give it a try, out of curiosity really.

For the first couple of minutes out in the dance floor, Hoseok was a fumbling mess, and he hadn’t even had all that much to drink. He stumbled through the crowd, trying to multi-task by dancing and looking for a gap between the bodies that he can escape through (the attempt deems itself useless, though). Eventually, he found that the saying ‘if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em’ fit extremely well with the situation he was in, and he let himself get lost in the crowd, even if it was going to be for a few minutes at most. The body heat, he hadn’t gotten to him too much then just yet, and he figured he could stick around for a while and enjoy himself. Even if the pounding bass of the music was too loud for his ears. 

Too loud.

He didn’t know precisely how, but he almost felt the weight of a pair of eyes falling on him, and he couldn’t quite describe it, either. It wasn’t that he wasn’t confident in how he looked, because  he knew he was fairly handsome – it was just that that time specifically, it felt heavier than it usually did. Threatening, almost.

He pushed the thought aside, intent on keeping himself occupied with the overwhelming number of human strangers surrounding the area he was standing in. He only felt a huge shift in the surrounding auras, however, when a girl that looked around his age walked up to him. It struck him as odd, how less than an hour before then he’d been nearly screaming his lungs out trying to communicate with one of his human friends over the sound of the music, and how he was hearing every syllable of the girl’s words loud and clear. “I’m not.” He responded, a single corner of his lips quirking upwards. He could tell, by a mere glance at the aura, that the girl wasn’t a human – or maybe had been at some point. He didn’t mention it, though. 

It was when she took a few steps closer, however, that the warning bells began ringing at the back of his head. "Are you?” He asked, narrowing his eyes for a split second as he tried to subtly drink in her facial features. “You sound like you’ve been here long enough to know all the regulars.”

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leap.

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mthchen:

A laugh. That’s what he needed to let out as he treaded water. Jongdae was barely above the surface before spotting someone taking the dive near him. Hair was in his way, so a hand lifted up to comb it back from his face. A part of him felt glad that the person remembered to leave some space from the area he landed in. He looked up to find Hoseok up on the cliff, but didn’t see him there. There were two options on his mind then: he’s at a part of a cliff where he couldn’t see to have a running start (Hoseok wasn’t the type of person to chicken out so that wasn’t an option), or he was the diver that joined him shortly after.

The latter turned out to be true, once he saw a familiar mop of hair pop up from the surface of the water. Jongdae laughed again. “Oh my god.” The smile on his face showed nothing but pure happiness, swimming closer to him so he didn’t have to talk over their distance. “That was amazing!” It was for a lack of a better word. Really, what would be able to describe the thrill of freefalling using dictionary words? It was difficult to think of right at the moment when all in his mind and body was the adrenaline rush and the memory of what he saw and felt.

He liked being in the water for now, but didn’t want to waste too much of his energy right at the get-go. Looking around, he found the area easiest to exit the water and made his way there without pushing himself too hard. After making it back to land, he had a feeling that maybe, maybe, he can try the highest peak before they left. “So, was it what you expected?”

Hoseok wasn’t quite sure how long it took him to reach the surface, but it was probably several seconds at the most. He broke the surface with a short gasp, colors still floating in his vision whenever he shut his eyelids. He pushed his wet hair back with a single movement of his hand, and immediately craned his neck to try and see where his friend was. There was a bit of uncertainty on whether he was still in the water or if he’d left through the nearest exit, but Hoseok immediately spotted him when he heard the familiar bout of laughter that he could only relate to a certain Kim Jongdae.

The smile stretching over Hoseok’s facial features mirrored Jongdae’s own, and Hoseok could tell, even from a distance, that Jongdae’d enjoyed the dive just as much as he did – if not more. “That was epic.” He responded, not even wasting any time in swimming over to Jongdae and expressing his enthusiasm with a fair display of jazz hands and overly excited hand gestures.

The adrenaline in his system was a push in the right direction, and soon enough he was following Jongdae out of the water through the closest exit. He didn’t feel as if he’d lost too much energy, but he wasn’t over-exerting, either. He shook his head excitedly when Jongdae brought his question forward. “No. It was better.”

[kwsoojung]

thank you very much; kth&shs

@mcxhoseok

Ever since the day he began working here, he never thought of the candy shop as a boring place. What could be boring about a place full of candy? A place full of many different flavors and colors and so much sweet, sour, or spicy deliciousness isn’t really his definition of “boring”. He wouldn’t say he loved his job, mainly because of Sooyoung also working here with him. But he wouldn’t say it’s a bad place to work in, either. Besides, at least he could talk to someone that wasn’t a mouse while doing his job.

So today marked the first official boring day of working in the candy shop… at least… so far.

He expected after a few minutes that the girl would be here. But after half an hour and a few customers who wanted gummy worms, jelly beans, and Boozled Beans, she never arrived. On one side, he was happy so that the two wouldn’t have to cause a scene at work like they always did. But on the other side, who was going to keep him company? He was… alone. He had his boss, yeah. But he’d rather talk to Sooyoung than talk to him. It’d be awkward for Taehyung. And he couldn’t handle awkward. So, he just stayed at the counter, tapping his fingers on it.

He prayed for someone to come to save him from pure boredom for a day… he was begging that something would happen and he’d suddenly get to talk to someone.

Either it was a coincidence or fate decided to be good to him because after he stopped praying, a man entered the shop. At that moment, he stopped tapping his fingers and stood up straight. Honestly, whoever did this, he couldn’t thank them enough for now. “Welcome!” he says with the grin he usually gives to any customers. “Can I help you with anything?”

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Hoseok had never really been a fan of sweets. Although he did have his cravings every once in a while, he wasn’t all that obsessed with sugariness, or at least, not like all the children running around, progressively rotting their teeth. He preferred things that were sour or bittersweet – things that would give him that dose of saccharine, but with a little something to even things out on the side. He preferred things like mixed chocolate bars, and coffee cake and the meat around the seed of a peach.

He didn’t crave sweets often, and when it happened that he did, it was very, very rarely. As in maybe once every two months.

Maybe he just got lucky over the fact that his stomach growled and he passed by a large candy store. The air in the atmosphere outside was chilly, nipping his skin and then causing him to use his free hand (the other hand was carrying a buttload of textbooks) to pull his scarf around neck tighter, practically a noose hanging around his neck by that point. From what he could tell from the outside that unlike the few dining places in the area, it wasn’t crowded inside the store, and it looked pretty neat. Neat enough that Hoseok had to actually compliment whoever’d designed the exterior in his head. And well, besides that, it looked warm. It had to be warm. Warmer than it was out there, at least.

He huffed and shook his head as he pushed the door to the store open, the warmth greeting him like a huge hug to the face (–okay maybe not a hug on the face, because that sounded far better in Hoseok’s head than he figured it would sound out loud).

He’d regretted not bringing a jacket out far too much on the trek back from his university campus, but now that he was in a space with better room temperature— He sighed in content, shutting his eyes for a couple of seconds before he registered the sound of something, wait, no –someone else’s voice. He jolted in place in that moment precisely, as if suddenly remembering that he was still in public, in the presence of a complete stranger. And the realization hit him, it really did, but he also couldn’t help but let his smile stretch into a full-blown grin. “What’s good here?”

Anything? Everything?

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mxminah:

Minah grinning widely at the man’s answer, nodding as she glanced around at the plants. There were a few that he could take home if he was a beginner, but she had plants for every skill level of plant owner.

She tilted her head as she studied his aura, smile more natural once she realized that he was the same as her. “You’re a faery, right? I am, too.” She felt more comfortable letting a faery adopt one of her babies since they seemed to be the best at taking care of them.

“Well, roses would be basic. But tiger lilies are nice if you don’t have a lot of time to care for them.” She gestured to the roses in one corner of the shop and the tiger lilies in another corner, smiling proudly.

“Unless you’re looking for scents, then mint is really popular this year.” She nodded to herself, trying to see if there were any other plants that she might want to suggest. The different plants she recommended to each customer was different, having no real reason behind it, but it was more fun to randomly adopt her babies out than just promote one plant.

Strange was one thing he could describe the girl’s aura as, because he’d gotten far too used to the human population – but at the same time, something about her aura felt so indescribably familiar, and he wasn’t even trying to study it.

His lips parted, forming the shape of a small 'o' when the girl's question registered at the back of his head. So she was a faery, no wonder. That explained the obsession with plants, then. “I am.” He responded, grin widening as he moved to stuff his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

His eyes followed her movements, as she gestured to one type of plant then the other, words flowing out of her mouth at an almost alarmingly quick rate, as if she’d memorized the sentences by heart (which Hoseok knew probably wasn’t too far off from the truth).

“The tiger lillies look pretty nice.” He mumbled, gaze flickering between the girl and the different plants located in the shop. It wasn’t a gigantic store, but he couldn’t imagine how the faery ran it by herself. It must have been a hell of lot of work, to say the least. “Do any other … faeries pass by here from time to time? Maybe then I could get something similar?”

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cherish // choa&hoseok

@mcxhoseok

It was a fine day to be outside, the faery’s weather prediction skills were on point as usual. Just enough sun for it to be comfortable, she hummed to herself as she tapped her fingers on her thighs. It wasn’t everyday she met up with a friend, and she wanted them to have a good time, at least. She felt out of place going to such a jovial event, after all, her normal surroundings included death.

Sat on a bench near the entrance of the attraction, Choa nervously awaited her company. Regardless of her normal disposition, she still found it awkward to wait in somewhere public, alone. Her phone was her only source of distraction, she aimlessly swiped through the screens to pass time, occasionally opening up an app by accident. A sigh of relief came when she finally spotted her friend approaching from a distance, standing up to greet him with a light smack to the arm.

“What took you so long,” she complained, patting the spot she had hit to show that she didn’t mean it to be hostile. “I’ve been sitting here alone, it was so boring.”

[mcxhoseok-blog]

The weather that day was perfect, and Hoseok immediately noticed it upon waking up that morning with his facial features basking in the warmth of the sun. He was glad that Choa’d agreed on meeting up that day in particular, because the weather just added onto the cheerfulness in the atmosphere that felt just a tiny bit out of place.

He’d been walking steadfastly, his attention divided between replying to a couple of text messages and not accidentally tripping over someone when he’d noticed Choa sitting on a bench from a short distance. With that, he released a chuckle and pocketed his phone, hurrying to make his way over to where the girl was seated. He didn’t know why he’d chosen to come out in a sleeveless top, but he didn’t regret it when Choa smacked his upper arm (because it didn’t hurt all that much, really).

“I got stuck in traffic.” He responded, a wide, toothy grin written across features as he brought a hand up to cover her own. “My bad.”

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⋄ ` a falling flower.

@mcxhoseok

whenever she goes out ( even though she rarely goes ), nahyun likes the peace and quiet.  tranquility settles on her shoulders and it’s easy to surround herself with comforts, because it’s what she searches for – in the end, it’s what she longs for.  the chance to walk among the crowd without the fear that something is following desperately behind her.  the idea that she won’t have to look over her shoulder at every turn.  she just wants to be in a room full of the people she knows aren’t unnatural, the ones she knows aren’t going to hurt her in the process of getting to know her.

the problem is, it’s hard to pick and choose when even the monsters look their own brand of human.  ( what makes a human and a monster, anyway? )

                            no one can ever tell the difference until they’re burned.

but still, nahyun holds in her the belief to look forward, to believe and to move and that’s how she finds herself with a friend in hoseok – it’s how she finds herself outside her lock and key. it’s how she finds herself still with the faith in the humanity that’s shunned her and tossed her to the wolves ( figuratively.  her terror springs from sharpened teeth, regardless. ) 

even now, her hands clutch the drink that’s in her hand a little too tightly.  it’s true that she’s still nervous and her body, tense as she waits for his sure arrival.  the anxiousness comes only because she’s out amongst the crowd, searching for eyes that look a little out of place.  but this is different, today is different because nahyun is ready, she’s willing enough to meet with someone outside her home ( outside of five locks that keep her shut in tight ) just because she trusts him.

hoseok couldn’t be a monster.  right?

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It wasn’t a secret that Hoseok liked being in the center of the crowd quiet. It was certainly noticeable about him, how he was always buzzing with energy, being cheerful and charismatic on mostly every given occasion. He wasn’t the most empathetic of people, and the bluntness in his choice of words was more of a habit he’d picked than a trait, pretty much. He enjoyed talking to people from all walks of life, natural and unnatural. His curiosity was often piqued by what could seem to be the most average thing he’d ever come across.

He was and had been an easily intrigued faery, ever since birth. There wasn’t much he could do about that.

Nahyun was an interesting human, a good friend. Originally, he’d thought of maybe pulling a few tricks on her because she seemed so easily frightened by anything and everything, but over time he’d found himself going against that idea when he grew just a little bit more attached to her (to a human, of all things). 

He noticed her amongst the crowd because she stood out to him. For whatever reason that was. It was bright and sunny out that day, which alone was a good sign to Hoseok. He couldn’t help but let the corners of his lips pull upwards, a smile decorating his features. He took light, quick steps as he crossed the distance between them and along the way he noticed something a cup of something steaming in her hand – coffee, maybe? He wasn’t too sure.

He was at her side far quicker than his estimation, but he wasn’t quite sure what the appropriate salutation would be. Hugging her seemed like it would be too sudden, too forward – and handshake was far too formal.

“Hey,” He said, eyes crinkling up as he lifted his hand to her shoulder and flashed a smile in her direction, almost as if he’d momentarily forgotten that he was an entirely different creature in disguise.

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mthchen:

He just… needed to jump, right? No other preparations, no harnesses or safety gear needed–although he noticed some life jackets and rings near the safer end of the cliff if something ever went wrong (which he didn’t need because he’s a good enough swimmer. He didn’t want to think of the other occasions that it would be needed). He squirmed one of his feet near the edge again, to check if this was real. And it was, feeling that thrill rush through his body once again. Would he need to stretch for this? Probably not when all he has to do was jump, but he still bent down and loosened up his muscles for the swim later.

“Well, there’s only one thing left to do now,” he commented, looking back to his friend. His hand grabbed his chest as he took a deep breath. Use this rush to push yourself over that edge, Jongdae! Don’t take too long and psych yourself out. Right. This was the reason why they came here, the reason why he drove all the way out to do. Don’t be a chicken.

Making sure that the coast was clear again from all areas, he stepped back to make a running jump. Another breath. A step, and another one. Faster. His foot kicked off of the edge to get him away from the rocks, and he felt weightless. Gravity pulled down on him and he could feel the adrenaline creeping up every one of his nerves. Jongdae remembered to keep his limbs straight to limit the surface area. Before he knew it, he was surrounded by water.

Bubbles blocked his vision, subsiding when he finally was low enough to drift, seeing nothing but the deep color of the sea all around him. He looked for the light to swim to, the only hint of the surface. It took longer for him to get to it compared to the breath he took, looking just within reach but still quite not there. Just how long was he swimming? It got brighter and brighter, until he broke the surface. Finally, he took another breath.

Watching Jongdae prep himself for the dive while he was stretching his limb muscles a couple of meters away did nothing but excite Hoseok further. It made sense to him. All he had to do was jump – to take a leap from the edge of the cliff and enjoy the ride. Hoseok wasn’t even trying to hide the smile written across his features by that point, and it helped that he was watching Jongdae trying not psych himself out of the experience, as well. Just when he was sure that his friend was about to jump he let a giggly, “fighting!” slip from his lips, but by then Jongdae had already jumped.

Hoseok didn’t count how long it took Jongdae to reach the bottom, but he heard a splash eventually, and that was all the signal he needed to know that it was his turn. He slowly rose to his feet, taking a long, deep breath, and exhaling before shuffling over to the edge, shaking both his hands to try and get rid of the bout of jitters that was slowly taking over the rest of his body. Another inhale, another exhale. Another internal, “Come on, Hoseok! You can do this!”

He looked down, and ticked off things from a mental checklist as he made sure that the coast was entirely clear, that no one could possibly get in his way. Six steps back. That was all it took before he took a running start and leaped off the edge of the huge rock. And then he fell. Hoseok automatically moved to keep his legs straight and he remembered feeling cautious the first few seconds, but slicing through the air, feeling the rush of adrenaline kicking in after a while – he couldn’t quite compare it to anything he’d experienced before. The distance between him and the water grew smaller and smaller, until he broke through the surface, resulting in the expected ‘splash!’, along with. Hoseok was completely submerged, the color blue filling his vision in all four corners.

That was.. Wow.

He began swimming, allowing his body to rise so that he could break the surface once again. Oh, he couldn’t wait to tell Jongdae.

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defective ¡

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Hoseok could name a lot of things he despised about nightclubs. He hated how loud they played the music, how he always had to shout over all the noise to tell his friend that he was heading to the restrooms, he hated the stench of alcohol and smoke and how stuffy the dance floor always seemed to be.

But in return, there were a lot of things he enjoyed about clubs. He enjoyed the wide range of drinks the bartender could whip up in a matter of a minute or two, at most. He liked the idea of new people, new experiences. He also sort of, kind of liked the dancing (he would never admit that to anyone, though).

So when a friend of his invited him out to this club in particular, Hoseok couldn’t really refuse the offer. He’d known that, at some point or the other, he’d regret it — but he hadn’t given that much thought until he found himself on the dance floor, his buddy nowhere in sight.

He was struggling in the amassed heap of sweaty bodies in the middle of the dance floor for the first few minutes, but then he realized there wasn’t much he could do about that, so he let himself enjoy it, even if surrounded by a sea of strangers.

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ruthless ¡

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mxtakeshi:

Did he regret hitting Hoseok with his little curse? No. Should he? Well, that question didn’t matter to him. Regrets were something he had no interest in and in his opinion, were completely useless.

They had been going after one another in a game of war that escalated the more it continued. Would it ever end? He hummed. Probably not. There was nothing he liked more than annoying someone else.

However, something seemed odd. He had sworn it was okay then- Oh fucking hell. Of course he knew who had done it. Who else would take the time to craft this private annoying hell for him.

He turned, looking around for the other. Where was that fucker hiding? With the world moving in the wrong direction, he had a distinct amount of trouble. Standing, he walked slowly, taking each step one at a time as he continued the search. “Fucker.”

Expectedly enough, the enchantment worked — and Hoseok could tell, from the confused expression that took over Takeshi’s visage to the infuriated one that followed seconds later. He bit harshly into his lip to keep himself from releasing a bark of laughter. At least he hadn’t let his enchantment hit the wrong target, unlike someone claimed to have done.

Seeing Takeshi look so confused and frustrated at the same time made up for all the jokes Takeshi’d made, though. It was beyond hilarious, and Hoseok knew that he probably enjoyed annoying Takeshi the most, even more than pulling pranks on naïve, unsuspecting humans.

He muffled nost of his laughter, bringing a hand up to cover his mouth at one point, just so he wouldn’t give his location out to Takeshi, who he guessed was most probably looking for him.

Although, for a moment there, he found himself wondering how far Takeshi would go without running into something, or tripping. The single thought had him cracking up all over again.

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