#aspcrity

[zcilovs-archive]

—  firsts

“taehoonie hyung!” the male called out with a bright smile as he saw the male, hand raised to wave. he hadn’t seen the other in a while - jaeyoung wasn’t too fond of them meeting it seemed - but he hadn’t expected to ever run into him on campus. taehoon had told him before that he hated studying - just like haeseok did which was a reason why the boy would never be able to study composition or anything related with music - so seeing him on campus was a great surprise. he himself was only there to get something from miyoung. hyunbin needed something very urgently that miyoung owned - haeseok believed hyunbin had told him it was concerning a notebook with informations about tea and flowers. not that haeseok would really understand. “how are you? how have you been, hyung? how is your training coming along? jaeyoungie hyung doesn’t seem to want me to talk to you.” he puffed out his cheeks in a pout.

[mvxnn]

┊◗  a new beginning @aspcrity​​  ❧  minhee

      ❛ I brought you a coffee. Figured you could use a break as much as I do. ❜

[gallaxians]

closed starter for @aspcrity !

The way that his heart is pumping away in his chest is deafening. He didn’t know why he was here, what brought him out of the house today. Devin just knew that he couldn’t stay still. A thick layer of anxiety had collected under his skin, making his hands shake, and his appearance constantly flicker back and forth a dark sad blue and stark white - fear. “Umm?” Had that person been talking to him? He hadn’t noticed, disconnected from the alien world around him when all he was trying to do was make sense of what was happening on the inside. “I’m sorry,” He bows his head, wincing because he knows that he had outrightly changed his appearance right in front of this stranger, a thin layer of ice threatening to cover his cold and anxious body. “I don’t think I can help you? I didn’t hear what you said. I’m not from around here so if you need directions or something--” 

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—  short trip

leaving jiwon and jinhwan behind felt terrible for hanbin who never had spend more than the normal hours of the day without his best friends. they would hate him if they knew that he had asked taeil in private for some time off so he could spend time with daeyeol alone. it had been hard lying to them from day to day and even after they had found out - a few days before their actual trip - hanbin put up an even bigger lie, telling them they had planned it for another week. he was looking at their baggages, a small smile playing around his lips as he truly felt happy to be doing this with daeyeol alone after all of the stress they had been through. yet, he couldn’t help but feel like he was betraying his best friends. “did you pack everything hyung? want me to check if we got everything?” hanbin asked as he walked towards the kitchen where daeyeol was preparing some snacks for them so they wouldn’t have to stop at any rest stops saving some of their money. “i’m sure the days off will do us good.” hanbin muttered, more to encourage himself and his decisions as he hugged daeyeol from behind.

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—  of blue skies

lifting the veil (of the 𝕦𝕟𝕜𝕠𝕨𝕟)  ‹  @aspcrity  ›

daewon looked up from he car he was busy fixing. the only thing he had to do today and only because his coworker had fallen sick this morning and called i that he wouldn’t be able to come in. he had heard a faint voice and easily crawled out from underneath, a smile spread over his lips as he recognized youngmin’s friend haneul. “you came back!” the male exclaimed, a bright friendly smile spread over his lips. he knew he was looking shabby but who would have thought he looked any different at work. he had seen the male before, met him before after messaging him several times. youngmin had them introduced a while ago and not with only innocent intentions but that was youngmin. it was a delight to daewon that youngmin at least kept information about his very own brother to himself. the older male would definitely not need any information about how his brother performed. 

“has it become too sticky in youngmin’s place? too much of youngmin and jiwon on one spot?” his head tipped to the side slightly, waiting for a reply curiously.

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—   encounter

(𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤) where things start   ‹  @aspcrity​ ; u know whats going on bish  ›

thinking about it again, maybe she should just turn around, not ring the bell and just go home again. maybe meeting her brother again - and apparently someone he considered his little brother - was the worst idea minhye ever had. the last time a door was thrown in her face, being told that she had no place in his life and had been asked who the hell she even thought she was. not that she could blame the older male. minhye knew she was opening old wounds or maybe even some fresh ones. the only thing truly making her come back was her curiosity and the thirst to at least know who her brother was. half-brother at that. with a sigh she pressed the bell only to hear a faint “the bitch is here” through the door. it didn’t sound like youngmin so minhye assumed it must be the person the male called his little brother.

[vraisemblcnce]

“I swear, if next New Year’s, we’re in the same place we are now, shoot me. Just do it. I’m serious. Just shoot me.” (seunghyun)

𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜…  ·   —   ( @aspcrity​ )

“what are you trying to say with that, hyung? do you loath it that much being with me that you’d you know.. rather die than being with me?” while seungyoun was usually smart and intelligent when it came to everything it quickly seemed to vanish into non existence whenever he spend time around his boyfriend. possibly because he knew minhyun was too truthful to hide anything from him directly. he usually spoke up when he hated something, truly hated something, he mentioned when seungyoun should leave him alone if his presence was too much to handle. seungyoun wasn’t really required to think too much about the situations that he could get into with minhyun around him being truthful and real. “what did i do, hyung? like what did i do to upset you this much?” while seungyoun knew that maybe minhyun could just have a bad day and generally be a little grumpy, the words hurt more than he could really comprehend. so far, ever since they had gotten together, minhyun had never spoken words like that or made it clear to seungyoun that his actions were too much for him so for the young male it was confusing as suddenly a wall had appeared in front of him that he couldn’t get past. not you. i’m talking about this job. i hate the customers. i hate this job. like why do i have to be nice to every fucking asshole. the dealer felt minhyun inch closer and while the older male always claimed that he wasn’t good with feelings or words the mere reassurance that minhyun got closer instead of further away from him was enough to calm his raging emotions, to calm his fast beating heart because part of him was so sure that if those words had been directed to him, minhyun would have definitely broken up with him. “i told you, hyung. jaemin hyung would love to have you around. he was complaining earlier that they needed someone talented to help him with his workload or.. let me quote him ‘if they don’t get a single competent person in here i’ll start requesting different drugs to deal with this bullshit’.” his arms reached out to wrap around his older but smaller boyfriend, pulling him flush against his chest. it didn’t take long until seungyoun sighed and nuzzled against the soft skin of the older’s neck. “i know you said you want to do this all without our help.. i know you want this to work on your own accord but jaemin hyung listened to what you made before he knew you’re the love of my life - excuse me but we weren’t dating back then - or before he knew that you and hanbin are good friends already.” despite the bell ringing and therefore letting them know that a customer had entered, seungyoun continued to nuzzle the male’s neck even when he started to fight against the hold that he was in. “let me do this one thing for you, hyung. please. let me help you get out of this place so you don’t.. go insane. i know you want to make music and you’re talented. give this a chance, please?” the nuzzling was followed by a soft kiss to his neck. i’ll think about it. the reply was more than seungyoun would have imagined to get in this moment and easily he let go of the male. 

[vraisemblcnce]

“We’ve had a big year.” (eunwoo)

𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜…  ·   —   ( @aspcrity​​ )

the male hummed at eunsang’s words slightly in thought. it truly had been a lot that happened to the both of them, maybe even more so for eunsang under siwoo’s influence. not that eunsang wasn’t a genius and one of the most horrible if not the most horrible member of the mob but siwoo liked to think that he had indeed manage to pull out a little more the psycho side of eunsang whenever he had presented him with different ‘presents’ as the two liked to call the victims that siwoo had especially picked out for eunsang. his hand came to rest on eunsang’s neck, giving it just the faintest squeeze before resting completely still. “the next year is going to be bigger.. or do you want to give up already?” siwoo muttered quietly as he watched the male’s features. not that the serial killer would let out his new found pray just because the other didn’t feel like playing his sick little game any longer. eunsang belonged to him and siwoo would make sure that no one could have him if he ever decided that he was going to get tired of him. never. the answer brought a grin to siwoo’s features, seldom witnessed whenever he was out and about but at home, in eunsang’s bed, fucked out and blissed he could let the mask slip a little. if it was for the other there were only a handful things that siwoo couldn’t do. it was the reason his very own father had claimed that the other was nothing but a weakness to his son that wasn’t needed. a weakness that he had to get rid of to make sure the young serial killer kept following the path his father had imagined him to follow. it was needless to mention here that siwoo (and one has to remember that his father had always been his biggest hero) didn’t even hesitate to end his father’s life. eunsang had always come before anyone even when they were kids, when siwoo could barely walk and wanted to show off to the other. 

“let’s see how much bigger we can make the next year. how big out count will be.. i’m not sure what you’re planning but.. the next year need to gets better.. we’ve started a lot of things and who knows what else we can come up with?” the male yet again took a moment to wrap his hand around the male’s neck, restricting his breathing for a moment. “you’ve always got great ideas, eunsang.” he let go of the male’s throat only to pull him closer to his own body, content with how they were. content with how pliant eunsang got after he had fucked the sass out of him. it was part of what made them work as eunsang was no real threat to siwoo, no threat for his being or his work. while siwoo would never claim that the other male would be his accomplice, it was kind of what was happening when the lines of siwoo’s crimes and eunsang’s duties started to blurry, developing a whole new dynamic that hadn’t been before. “mine.” siwoo mumbled quietly, possessively as he held the male close. yours.  the only answer siwoo would ever want to hear.