광화문에서

✉ ✉ ✉ ✉how much ice can a heart hold before it shatters into shards. only to be forgotten and left to melt. only to have it evaporate into nothing - nothing is left. an icy heart is hard to mend but i'll try my best to warm you. i am cold, you are frozen. i can warm you.

[meadownights]

i can wait for you.

[meadownights]

[txt] I took the rest of the day off. Wanna go watch a movie or have cake for dinner? Or maybe both [txt] as in a date [txt] or is it too tacky

[sms] 5 months a little late but i’d still like to.

[lanafuckedme]

[yueximi]

[meadownights]

yueximi:

details from 광화문에서 / inspired x

[angstmemes]

ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ...

{ ｂａｓｉｃｓ }

> Name: cao guixian. > Age: 22. > Species: human.

{ ｂｏｌｄ   ｗｈａｔ   ａｐｐｌｉｅｓ }

drinker smoker done/does drugs knows what a broken heart feels like has committed a crime suffers a physical disability suffers a mental disorder has experienced severe trauma

{ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓ }

> Biggest fear: losing shiyuan. > Recurring nightmare: he's back for more. > Something you miss: mama. > Biggest regret: leaving shiyuan. > Pressure point: uh. > A secret: no.

{ ｐｉｃｋ   ｏｎｅ }

fire or water mother or father to hurt or be hurt eerie or gory unrequited love or no love

[labyrinth-min]

The man did not need to see the other’s expression for him to know that surprise was marrying those features, it was expected after such a display, so out of the blue for there had not been given any explanation beforehand. Pressing a tad more firmly those two fingers over his temples, he let them linger for a couple of seconds over his temples as if he naively believed that the annoying throbbing would eventually fade under that single touch, but having faced this before, he knew so much better than falling into that blind hope.

"What do you think it was?" Aware that his answer was not really going to please the male, his hands finally left the sides of his head whilst he cautiously took a quick glance around to make sure they were still alone. "A little trick under my sleeve. I’m sure I’m not the only one with such abilities though, so don’t make a big fuss about it." It was his way of shrugging it off, of dismissing it as perhaps another secret between them. "As far as we both know, you never hurt yourself. It’s better if it stays that way."

[meadownights]

▌▐ ▌whatever just happened to his arm he wanted to feel it again. it reminded him of the warmth from a fire when camping, roasting marshmallows impaled by thin branches, a fond memory indeed. guixian was eye smiling without words, looking over the once hurt arm -- he just couldn't believe that they really fixed him up so quickly. his fingers curled into a small fist as he flexed, trying to push out the pain that may have remained but there was nothing, he was perfectly fine.

"that was.. amazing. can you do more stuff like that, changmin-ah?" stuttering out his words at first his large eyes then darted up to look at them, his rosy lips bitten with the cold and turning into a slight pale blue undertone. it was far too cold for the both of them to be here, especially in a drafty alleyway, maybe it would be better to talk somewhere comfortable where they could sit. "do you wanna move somewhere else by the way? i should treat you for healing me or whatever that was."

[phoebelf]

Karma to Siwon ㅎㅎㅎ

[highwarlockarora]

Rainy weather always reminded her of wet toes in mud and hills upon hills in the country side of France. Hwaeji never knew why she always went back to a memory so long ago when wearing a corset was the norm. Maybe it was the freedom she tasted after running out of a party that her father hosted for her birthday one here..even if she was over 200. 

Sipping the tea that was warming her hand, she looked out of her apartment window, watching the umbrellas move. But one person, clearly getting drenched by the rain, run into her apartment building. Usually she wouldn’t care..but this person seemed to be running into her building..trying to get out of the rain? She wondered as she stood from her window sill, the mug holding her tea leaving her hands as slight pink sparks fell from her fingers tips letting the cup rest by the sink. Her eyes changed to a color of yellow, wonder..Who was rushing to come see her?

There was a knock on the door.

"Who calls upon the High Warlock of Seoul?"

meadownights

[meadownights]

▌▐ ▌and rainy weather reminded him of the day he left home. home that was somewhere in the united kingdom, okay, london to be exact; all to runa way from his fathers abusive clutches and to pursue a life of becoming a whore. rain was the worse weather, the dampest and darkest, and it was always so hard to light up a smoke when a rain drop defused the flames at the end. 

he didn't feel like getting wetter, shiyuan wasn't even with him, he needed to find a place to dry up so he could take out his cell phone without damage. when the nearest apartment complex came into view he stepped inside, frantically taking out his cell phone to look over the screen. as he clicked the home button to ignite the screen he frowned when all he saw was the alarm of it needing to be plugged in was all that came. with a frustrated huff he went to the nearest door and knocked on it, waiting and nearing pissing his pants with the humour in the persons words.

"uh - cao guixian? i need to use your phone if you don't mind."

[fallen--dreamer14]

[labyrinth-min]

As they made their way as far as he could take the male from the prying eyes of people, he could not help but ponder how much it would take for the wound to heal for he was not sure of how deep it truly was despite its seize, the flooding of blood could’ve been a mere casualty of an affected vein on the way or symbolize that it was just as simple as it looked, the man had borne with the pain quite well too, that should be a good sign so it may not require that much of his energy to take care of it.

"Keep quiet." He ordered once again, although his voice did not sound annoyed but thoughtful. Reaching out, his fingers wrapped around the base of the male’s arm holding it firmly and without any other word he placed his other hand above the open wound, carelessly making pressure which was done on purpose and he had to hold back an amused cackle for that. In a matter of seconds, the usual warmth of his palm increased and spread throughout the limb, as if the energy was knowingly scanning in search of injures, the process not visible to the human eye but able to be felt. And in less than a couple of minutes the malnourished skin had regenerated, the traces of the wound nowhere to be seen except for some dried blood around the skin.

As soon as it was done he released his hold, one of his hands moving over to the side of his own head when he felt it throb in what could possibly turn into a headache, but it was something he was used to. There was always a price when it came to healing.

[meadownights]

▌▐ ▌although he had no intentions on heeding their orders he felt a pull towards them, something that forced his lips to quiet and for his gaze to linger. theres nothing more between them than the occasional reminder of how horrible he used to be, they were someone of power that he once feared but now it meant nothing to him on the streets. the fact that they were offering to help, to heal the wound he had; well it just didn't seem possible in his eyes.

"yes sir." he breathed before taking in a breath, one that wouldn't release for a long time. anticipation built in his chest as his gaze flickered over their wandering hands, wondering what the hell they had planned for him. the touch of their fingers coiled around his sensitive flesh made his body crawl with disgust, if shiyuan were to see this he wasn't sure how he would explain. another bruised eye would ensue, another fight would come crashing down in his happy little world of obliviousness, one that pushed away all the horror his boyfriend smacked him with. double taking to glance out of the walls of the alleyway he breathed when there was no cab in sight, no bmw to warn him of any signs of them - thank god.

warmth spread through his arm and soaked up the blood dripping from the cracks, as if it were all returning to his veins. with a questionable look he stared down at the wound before cocking his head to the side, his teeth chewing at the flesh on the inside of his cheek. once it was all over the warmth began to fade, the wound was completely healed and - and that wasn't human in the slightest. "what the fuck was that?"

[meadownights]

"You hit me."

 ▌▐ ▌he wasn’t thinking, he had no idea what was going on. all he felt was a hand on his shoulder and he was immediately brought over the edge, an edge he didn’t think he would ever have to fall off again. with the lack of shiyuan’s presence these past few months, and after something unspeakably horrible, he was wound up and tense again; he had no idea they were just trying to help. when he spun around to look at who he hit after their words he noticed they had his wallet in their hand-he dropped it, they were just trying to return it to him it seemed. “i-i-i-” stammering on his words he immediately crouched down to get a better sight, his head tilted back to take a look at the number he did on them just below their chin. “i’m so, so sorry… please forgive me.”

[halfxmarked]

The strike to his jaw was completely unexpected and he staggered a little with it, head whipping around. He could feel the heat of a bruise immediately beginning to form, and he ruefully rubbed the sore spot with his long fingers, flexing his jaw from side to side to assess the damage.

"That’s okay," he managed to reply as he regained his composure. He still took a step back from the young man anyway, wary of startling him further. The man was clearly apologetic, and Yunho regretted his approach, feeling as he he had startled a wild animal unintentionally.

"You pack a mean punch, my friend."

He held the wallet out in the space between them, still rubbing at his chin with his other hand. He had had worse injuries inflicted upon him, and he was sure the bruising wouldn’t look too awful. If it did, then he would simply ask Jaejoong to cover it with makeup for him.

"Here," he continued, a small smile curling the corner of his mouth. "Your wallet. It fell from you pocket."

[meadownights]

▌▐ ▌it was the only defence he knew that warned off attackers that wanted anything to do with him. there was no second thinking in the actions, especially when he had a boyfriend that liked to pin all faults to him. he wanted to avoid being smacked around at home, for once he just wanted to come home without a fake smile, to tell them that he had been well behaved without a single problem at hand.

when they staggered back with a goofy smile, complimenting and offering out his wallet he apparently dropped he quickly grabbed a hold of the folded leather, tucking it back into the back pocket of his jean. at first he was completely dumbfounded because he had hurt someone that just wanted to help, but then he was suddenly reminded of his boyfriend - where were they from? cocking his head to the side he curiously chewed at his lower lip, rotating his fingers around one another nervously.

"th-thank you. i think i know you… do you know choi shiyuan - siwon, sorry, choi siwon." swallowing down his nerves he stared up at the taller male, brows pulled in together, concentrating hard and long on their face.

[labyrinth-min]

The edgy tone in the male’s voice was easily detectable and that was what stopped him from giving any comment back at the man, leaving the question hanging in the air as if he had not heard. He was not about to get into an argument in the middle of the street but it was so very truth that whether he liked it or not, the weight of leaving someone injured there would have not let him sleep at night, it was just in his nature.

What he did not expect, though, was the other male actually requesting for help and if there was any hesitation before, it vanished at that very moment. The last encounter they had was not exactly of friends but truth was, they were not enemies either. “Follow me. We need to get away from people if you want that arm back into shape.” He was not completely sure about trusting you with this ability of his of healing but there was not much to be lost considering you already knew another of his secrets. Without any other word, he scanned the area before signaling you to walk with him toward an alley not so far away from where they were.

[meadownights]

▌▐ ▌there was no one else around to ask, no familiar face to confine in. the only person he knew that was around was them, and they just happened to watch him fall to the ground. at first he was suspicious of their order but he knew they just wanted to help, they knew full well that he wouldn't play any stupid games with them; he wasn't like that anymore. scurrying behind them he noticed where they were taking him-an alleyway, that wasn't sketchy one bit. maybe he was a little bit afraid, but he could always scream for help couldn't he? there were thousands, no millions, of people on the streets, they wouldn't ignore his cry for help.

when they were in the alleyway he stood there awkwardly, shifting in place before offering out his wounded arm. "do you have bandages with you or something?" he wondered out loud, cocking his head to the side as he stared up at them curiously. why were they hidden so carefully behind a dumpster? he didn't want to question it in fear that he would be left alone with a terrible wound having to fend for himself.

[daringtome]

Please be careful with me. Sometimes I just get sad and I don’t know why. I’m sorry.

(via bl-ossomed)

[jiyeonitts]

[artxficis]

Silently, he let himself get dragged down to bed, and now properly settled in bed with the younger, he nodded. Resting his arms around their thin waist, the ceo finally felt comfortable again, feeling their warmth under his touch. “Good.” He mumbled, lazily getting a further feel of their lips in his in a sweet, slow kiss. Pulling apart for a moment, he looked into their eyes for a while, before averting his gaze to their lips. “I still can’t try anything more than… this, right?”

[meadownights]

 ▌▐ ▌"just for now, baobei... i want to make sure you still love me." he was teasing but in all seriousness, he was stalling. he didn't want to show off the bruises on his skin, he didn't want them to get angry. for once he just wanted to be happy with the one he loved without any drama, he just wanted to feel safe in their arms again, that was all he wanted. "but... if you get too frustrated i'll blow you anytime you want." letting out a small laugh he slides down against them ever so slightly to bury his face against their neck, eyes closing as he let out a soft hum at the smell of them; it was still the same.

[artxficis]

It was hard for him to maintain a cheerful mood after their request. Still, he managed to hide any sorow that dared to cross his expression… and expected the other to believe it. Tucking his hands into his pockets, he nodded quietly, offering one of his arms for them to hold. His schedule didn’t allow him that kind of luxury, but the guilt of not being around the younger enough forced him to change his mind. With an apologetic smile still lingering on his lips, he quietly led them to their room… sadly, an unfamiliar place. “Don’t forget to wake me up at 5, ok?”

[meadownights]

 ▌▐ ▌he won again! with their arm around his he walked up the stairs and into the bedroom he had missed far too much, his weight immediately hitting the beg as his hands clung to their arms, dragging them down to join him. "i won't forget, promise. did you forget to wake up at that time while i was away, baobei?" once they were settled by his side he turned on his, intertwining his legs with theirs as he held onto their face, not wanting their attention to stray. "you don't have to worry about it anymore though. i'll have coffee and food ready for you in the morning." as he smiled he leaned in to brush the tip of his nose against theirs, his lips parting slightly before taking their lips for a kiss.

[meadownights]

Are you scared?

should i be?