#for morkday

[athousandbyeol]

a ray of sunlight from the next day recreated mee's shadow. in that split second, mee realised that the only way to break the curse was to keep chasing after the sunlight.

[athousandbyeol]

do you want it? i'll buy it for you. it's okay. even if you do, i can't see it. let it be with someone with good vision. it should be happier.

last twilight, episode 5, part 4 (x).

[athousandbyeol]

once again, i'll say it whenever i can. [morkday fanfic]

in this stillness, day wants the darkening world to stop moving and give him another chance—to love mork—despite no longer seeing him even within one palm distance.

[athousandbyeol]

we're crashing down—without a sound. [morkday fanfic]

mork is all alone. again. everything comes crashing down—without a sound. and there's nothing left in him—not even the last twilight could save him from this. 

[athousandbyeol]

we can't go back; oh, how sad. [morkday fanfic]

there's something so uncannily endearing about day's calmness. the peculiarness of his gentle smile doesn't match the brightest glint in his darkening eyes—awaiting tears hanging onto the last thread of manufactured composure—and mork wonders if day isn't crying because of him.

or a retelling of episode 10 where mork and day don't get back together.

[athousandbyeol]

you're still rough all over, my lover. [morkday fanfic]

mork savours the beauty of day with all senses, taking in the shy smile and challenging smirk gracing day's lips as they quietly undress each other. and every touch incites a familiar memory for them both, as day remarks, "you're still rough all over, phi." and mork smiles. so in love, he is.

[athousandbyeol]

wear my heart on your sleeves—so you won't ever leave. [morkday fanfic]

what more can day ask from mork than to kiss him senseless and love him forever? because he will—day will love mork longer than the sun has ever adored the twilight sky.

[athousandbyeol]

the wonders you create; this vision can't imitate. [morkday fanfic]

mork swears—this isn't a story narrated by shakespeare, but he wonders—if love can fleet to the atmosphere, and mork has to adhere to the thought that it's possible to fear something so dear, a mysterious sneer.