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@bluehcvrs !!
it is a testament to the loneliness crushing her lungs, that haewon flickers into existence with her hand outstretched to brush incorporeal fingers across yuuya’s cheek, that rather than an excited grin at being so easily able to show herself there is only a pinched brow and thinned lips. “can you.. feel me, at all ?” she knows she’s cold, that her very presence leeches warmth from the air, but can he feel her ?
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old habits die hard, and boy does jeongin know it. his routine visit to the playing field, yakult in hand, still going strong to this day. he’s lucky the sun shines today, it’s been raining all week and he didn’t think he’d have the heart to wait out in the miserable rain for jangjun to find him. armed with an umbrella beside the bleachers, just in case some surprise showers came his way, he’s grinning from ear to ear when jangjun comes up beside him. “i was going to be mean and tell you there’s no yakult today,” jeongin teases gently, licking his lips to try and swipe away the grin. “but i’m not that mean, i have an invite for you today though! if you want to, of course.”
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for what feels like the first time in a life time, joonyoung has an evening off. it’s an excuse to celebrate in a strange kind of way, and even better, today’s his lucky day... it’s kyung’s turn to plan their date night. he’s keeping it simple, as he’s learnt (which was a whole challenge in itself) to over the last few months. pulling the scarf he’d bought joonyoung in a store he just happened to pass today, kyung wraps it gently around joonyoung’s neck, tugging the ends until it looks right. “i promise it’s nothing extravagant today,” kyung manages, a gentle smile curling on the corners of his lips. “i found a really cool museum to go to. got us fancy tickets for it too.”
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the sun shines through the window of the bus, a more than welcome change from the doom and gloom of winter. a reminder that spring is well and truly on it’s way, even in the middle of italy where he thought for many years, it wasn’t a rainy kind of place. daehyun’s hand sits on giulia’s thigh like it often does, resting there until the bus eventually reaches their stop a little later. “will you teach me some italian? i wanna impress your parents one day.”
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"i met doha today,” jitae tells dowon, acting like the occasion sucked all the life out of him. white as a sheet, shivering as if he’d seen a ghost. he knew it would happen one day but he expected something a little... different. maybe with dowon acting as a buffer, making all the introductions between the two of them. but here he is, having looked her in the eye, having smiled sweetly at her like he had no reason at all to be terrified of the woman. flopping down on the couch beside dowon, he shifts his gaze to snort at his adequately tall boyfriend. “she’s even shorter than i imagined.”
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the door jingles and daniel’s head peeks up from the mountain of second-hand books he’s pricing up behind the counter. a smile finds his face when he see’s who walks through the door. sihoon, as he recently learnt the guy was called. “anyone would think you like it here,” daniel greets him with, chuckling to himself as he looks back down to the books. daniel isn’t too worried about the other people in the book store at the moment, they’re all hidden away in corners doing what they always do. reading in their own little bubble. “just can’t stay away, can you?”
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waltzing over to the chair esther’s sat in, jisun has such a serious look on his face, one might think someone has died. if only she knew the serious matter behind his face - he can barely contain it. putting his hand on her shoulder, jisun squeezes it gently. “esther,” jisun dead pans, crouching to look her in the eye. “i have something to tell you.”
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they’re not together but they’re also not together. it’s complicated and not at all, but it makes yumi’s head hurt just thinking about it anyway. things are good how they are, so she’s a little.. confused as to why she’s so nervous about asking him to come to her ice hockey game. they share the same friends (bar a few on either end) so there’s no stress, yet she fiddles with the clasp of her handbag like it’s the most frustrating thing in the world, sat in the drivers seat, at an angle that she could face him if she wished. “do you want to come to my hockey game tomorrow?” she asks, after a bite of silence fills the car, his apartment complex looming up behind them through the window.
