#fvrmeden

[nouvelis]

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as soon as the news reaches haneul, he is at art’s door. even though he isn’t supposed to be there, even though it might well get him in trouble. his frown deepens when the door opens and he sees the extent of art’s injuries. he tries to keep his composure despite the white-hot anger scorching within him. his heart aches when art winces from the pain while trying to force a smile. no one deserves to be treated in such a violent, cruel manner, but terrible people exist in this world despite not having earned a place in it. “it doesn’t look very handled to me.” the customer was already kicked out by the bouncer on duty, but resentment still boils within him, hungry for vengeance. but that can wait. even though art is no longer bleeding, it is clear his wounds haven’t been properly tended to. “you’ve got a first aid kit somewhere, right?” he asks, eager to do anything to ease the pain. “sit down and let me patch you up.”

[mournus]

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Tae-min looked down at the other, exhaling the smoke from his cigarette as if he could breathe out his irritation at the same time. If only it were that simple. If he could dispel the emotions that made him suffer with a simple huff, surely his life would be very different. It was unfortunate. Instead, the dark cloud stayed within him, growing thicker and heavier by the second.

"If you don't want to trail after me, then go home. I don't need your help, and because I got stuck with you my brother got sent off with someone else. Can you even fight? You look like you'd run scared."

[magnanimitty]

" you were gone a long time ... is everything alright ? " sorom didn't like to pry and involve herself in situations she didn't belong , though when it came to the people she cared about , she also didn't want to become oblivious to their hurting . " i'm starting to worry about you . it's not like you to come back this late , and not answer my messages , and if you're going through something , i'd like to try and help you get through it , " she offered , while still keeping a bit of distance as to not push a narrative and make herself a hero . it was all coming from a place of genuine concern .

randomized starter for @fvrmeden from sorom ❤️

[unavernales]

"if you're thinking of going in there, don't," gian shakes his half finished matcha at the stranger about to open the cafe doors. he's just gotten out of the studio and desperately needed something sweet to sate him til he could stuff his face at home. "it sucks. and for all their overpriced bullshit, the baristas don't know the difference between almond milk and macadamia milk." the ballerino tosses the drink in the trash. what a waste.

"i'm going to a place that's actually worth my money. if you have taste, you can tag along." call gian charitable-- he was feeling especially nice this particular day. "my usual cafe partner flaked on me because he's a cunt. and i don't want to look like a loner loser."

@fvrmeden

[fruitr0ts]

CLOSED STARTER : @fvrmeden . FEATURING : jules moretti.

"you're hiding something from me." jules could tell that much. had grown to know them well enough that he could see the signs. a brow arches slightly and he playfully studies their face. "mmhmm. what is it?" he scoots closer and knocks his knee against theirs as they rest on the couch. "something is going on in that brain of yours."

[lesbunss]

CLOSED STARTER : @fvrmeden . FEATURING : noa park.

"it looks like . . . you're gonna die in seven days." noa has her tarot cards laid out in front of her although the reading wasn't even being properly. a bright grin spreads across her features as she quickly pulls them back into their stack. "kidding. you know i don't do readings after hours. and anyways, if you died then i'd find a way to bring you back even if you were stuck to be an annoying zombie forever." reaches forward and touches the other's nose before putting the cards back in their box.

[nouvelis]

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leah shakes her head, knowing that it isn’t his fault — that it isn’t either of their faults that their paths crossed at such a poor, unfortunate timing. she looks down at their entwined hands, watching the way his thumb brushes so gently over her skin, and takes a quiet, stolen moment to bask in his comforting warmth. resting her head against his shoulder, she lets herself lean into his space, taking a deep, ragged breath of his familiar, grounding scent. “we could’ve been something, right?” she whispers into the dark, her tone laced with a profound, aching sadness. “if we’d met at a different time.” but with the exhausting reality of her ongoing divorce and the constant chaos of the hospital fiascos, this is simply too much weight to balance.

[nouvelis]

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“good things never are.” haneul must be simply crazy to actually go after what he wants — it isn’t how his life is built. unlike the privileged peers he grew up with, he doesn’t get to follow his whims; his entire existence is weighed down by the burdens laid by his family and debts he never asked for himself. but there is something deeply special about them that makes it impossible to let go. he doesn’t get to forget about this the way most people do with their passing flings — not when it comes to someone he actually values in his life.

his gaze tracks art’s as the other scans their surroundings once again, even though haneul had already meticulously ensured the perimeter was clear of potential threats before he even began their conversation. “you’re just on my mind an awful lot.” he admits softly, a faint, sincere smile hanging over his lips. “probably doesn’t help that i get to watch you dance for free every night.” and it truly is a sight to behold. it is absolutely no wonder why so many of the club's regulars simply cannot stay away.