#ddxseulgi

[ddxkangjun-blog]

↠ komorebi

( n ) the act of sunlight filtering through the trees

ddxseulgi​

He ran.

With all of his might and will he ran with the coordinates in hand, a specialized rifle clung to his back as its strap held it securely across his chest. They were heading deep into Seoul Pack territory and they knew it well, all wolves were giving their undivided attention to the disclosing of their borders. They were, after all, one of the strongest packs known to this country and for once the hunters wanted to play their game. 

They chose to be the white pawns, the ones with the first move. Here he was, Seo Kangjun, a lone pawn siding with none other than the players in black. His breath was unsteady, but he heard them. The heavy steps of a wolf on the run, and the shouts of hunters in attempt to surround. Kangjun headed straight on and caught sight of the wolf bound by the feet, the shimmer of silver resonating everywhere he looked. 

He stopped.

His hands were out in surrender, his eyes meeting those of the lead hunter. Kangjun’s breath was staggered from running so desperately, the gun on his back remained where it was to be untouched. 

“Kangjun, what the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Back off,” He spoke between breaths, eyeing all the hunters at least once. “— wrong wolf.”

“Wrong wolf? You’re fucking kidding me right?”

“Look at her,” He pointed at the wolf that sat behind him, Kangjun’s trust in the wolf hindered slightly considering his eyes were on all else but her. “— you honestly think she did all that damage? Have you ever seen a wolf, with no blood on its coat, after killing ten people?” 

Kangjun stepped aside, the wolf was a sleek black whose coat shimmered in the slew of flashlights. Her paws were gray, with no color and no stain around her muzzle. It took another minute or so for the hunters to get over their pride in game, they argued that she was a werewolf and that they all deserved the same punishment as though this were a team sport. With the flashlights leaving the premise one by one, Kangjun turned to the wolf and slowly leaned down to it’s paws, untying the silver embedded threads and then stepping back upon the wolfs reaction.

He watched a wolf run from him for the last time. 

It had been nearly a year since he had worn his heart on his sleeve for a goddamn wolf.

[mnjei]

◦ half breed

she always feels a sense of belonging after visiting her grandfather.  it’s too much of a strange feeling because it’s not well known to her; even in her own home, she feels like a stranger to its walls at times.  belonging is a feeling, a sense of attachment that kim jinhee hasn’t felt in years -- ever since the night of blood that still stains her hands red on nights she’d rather care not to remember.  it’s only recently that she’s begun to wonder if she ever really felt at home at all, trapped in a monster’s house with a gentle flower only bound to be crushed by the hand of a devil for a man because this is something much more powerful.  this is something much greater than what she’s ever felt.  

perhaps after thinking about it, that’s what brings the smile to her lips and points her eyes down to the grasses that tickle at her ankles.  there is fondness written somewhere in her eyes and it’s a scene that goes unseen, still only twilight but feeling like the sunrise.  the path is well known and she barely notices as her feet trek onward, too wrapped up in thoughts of her grandfather -- a sense of family.  a sense of happiness that she’s never truly known.

jei breathes a sigh when she thinks about him, though -- how she always travels back at night because her place is not where his is, and it’s something that tugs violently in the back of her mind.  how alone he must feel.  how he’s been by himself for the entirety of half a century.  the fact that she travels back and forth doesn’t mean much now, not when the thought is engrained in her mind that still she leaves him alone on nights when he probably needs her -- on nights that she needs him, when she wakes up screaming from regrets.

it’s these thoughts that cloud her mind and soil her judgment because jei’s not seeing as clearly as she should be.  as she usually is.  and that’s how she comes upon a wolf in girl’s clothes -- not knowing for sure yet that the other has the power to change.  it’s only strange because the other is chasing deer with a look of glee in her eyes until she bounds her way -- surprise that mirrors her own expression making her skid to a stop in front of jei.  her own eyes open a little wider as she catches herself, the corners of her lips turning down in defense as her shoulders hunch in her wary behaviour.  “ ...” and she says nothing.  mostly because she doesn’t feel a need to speak to strangers, partly because her mood is gone and then -- it hits her.

she half wonders what the girl is doing running in the woods chasing deer anyway.

[ddxtaeyeon]

Moon Madness || Seulgi & Taeyeon

As the day progressed, Taeyeon was feeling more and more stressed. It was one of the worst parts of being a werewolf, in her opinion, the increased annoyance and hostility that came with the impending change every full moon. It was the one time a month that the change was completely out of their hands, and that loss of control was frustrating to Taeyeon.

Even more frustrating to her was that as the change grew closer, she couldn’t focus anymore on things that normally would help her de-stress, like reading a book, for instance. Reading was something that always, no matter how bad of a mood she was in, no matter how bad her day was, it always worked to make her feel better. Until she tried to do it on the full moon, that is.

Pacing the floor of the room she shared with Seulgi, Taeyeon held a book in hand, but could not keep her focus on it long enough to be able to calm herself, and that was incredibly frustrating. With a slight growl, Taeyeon slung the hardcover book, narrowly missing her roommate’s head. “How can you be so damn calm during this?” She said through gritted teeth, glaring at the girl that any other day she would be all over with affection. “I’ve had enough, I have to get out of here. I can’t stand seeing you right now.”

Slamming the door behind her, Taeyeon would feel awful the next morning, but at this time, all she could think about was putting distance between her and Seulgi, heading outside the farmhouse to do so.