#millenniiia

[nemejialee]

starter for @millenniiia ;

the water was a stunning crystal blue, the rippling surface like glass as the tropical schools of fish glided seamlessly along the bow of the cruise ship almost as if lifting the vessel upon their gills for a magical ride along the ocean's surface. the ocean spray had textured her obsidian hair and locked in soft beachy waves that gently swayed against porcelain skin in the breeze beneath the tropical sun. with dark sunglasses perched on the bridge of her prominent nose, cherry red lips drank comfortably from a straw settled into her third.. fourth? mojito of the early afternoon, idle and uninterested chatter of the far too wealthy droning in the background of the island views.

invest in this, exclusive that, private party there, front row here.

her eyes rolled and she turned to settle into the nook nearest the front of the boat, a dainty foot tucked beneath her bottom and one hand idly fixing the straps of her bikini bottom.

"i can feel my brain cells rotting in real time. maybe i should jump over." an overdramatic but promising idea she posited aloud before turning to the one who was nearest her with an ironically warm smile. "you think i could swim to shore if i tried?"

[rainyearning]

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain . (Aaron x Milo) [make me feel things pls trice]

Okay maybe he shouldn't have raised his voice like this. Because Milo was like some animal, running when it felt trapped in a corner or something like this. He didn't mean for a fight to happen, but there it was. They were yelling, they were cursing. And while Aaron had said he would be driving Milo back home, the other man was very determined to leave the car. The rain was heavy, hence, Aaron and Milo had been in the car at all. And it was the only reason Aaron hesitated to go after Milo. The dhampir was quicker than him.. but still. the short man was out of the car and after him, running, to catch up and ending up in front of the male to keep him from walking further. He wasn't exactly good with words, never one of his strength. And saying sorry? No matter what, it was one of the hardest things for him to do. So what he does, is pulling Milo into a deep kiss, holding onto his shirt to keep the dhampir from moving away. And when the kiss ends, he's leaning his face into the males neck. He's to short to do what he wanted to do, leaning their foreheads together wasn't an option, so he simply hoped that.. Milo could forgive him for his outburst without having him to speak.

[rainyearning]

@millenniiia​ liked for fuckboi Mitya

“You’re kinda late..” Mitya seemed somewhat irritated with the way the other male kept him waiting. Somehow, after sending out the booty-call, he had assumed the other man would be at his place.. faster? “I considered just calling it a night by now.. assumed you would be playing hard to get and just, you know, not show up.” Mitya let his gaze wander over the other, lips pursed while he considered if he should let the other into his place or not. “I am not as horny anymore but uh, guess since you’re here..” And so Mitya did step aside, gesturing the male to come in.

[unavernales]

"ah, how do you even reach these keys?" mi-gyeong half pouts, half laughs at herself as she attempts to mimic fox's masterful hands. once upon a time, she had been musically inclined. however, she resigns to the fact that piano is simply not her calling! "really, you were born to make music, fox." @millenniiia

[unavernales]

flowers are left for ye-eun with a note addressed to her: I'm not great with words, but I'm going to try. I thought I could tell you that I'm falling for you but it didn't work out the way I wanted the first time, and I'm too scared to try again. I don't think I could take it. I don't want to ruin the things we have, but I think I should be honest. I'm falling in love with you. And I get it if you don't feel the same, but if you do, I'm a phone call away. If not, I'll deal with this. - Hayden.

gifts aren't uncommon when she's preparing for a comeback, especially from the company and fellow idols. chocolates, flowers, and little stuffies pile up in her kitchen little by little. this gift, however, was different! the flowers were her favorite, purposefully chosen and arranged and... familiar. almost identical to the bouquet that had caught her eye in the flower shop window when she went on a walk with... hayden. yes, these were from hayden. shy and fond, ye-eun brings the flowers to her room with every intention of setting them on her vanity. it's only when she's adjusting some of the leaves does she notice the note.

she's expecting some encouragement or well wishes, even with the disclaimer at the beginning of hayden not being great with words. of course he would think such a thing about himself, when he, in fact, always knew what to say. he comforted ye-eun so effortlessly she was beginning to think that he could read her mind.

an audible gasp leaves her lips when she reads the words. plain and unable to be misunderstood. clear as day. there was nothing to misconstrue. ye-eun read it over and over again, wondering if her stupidly gigantic crush on her best friend was making her see things.

she thumbs over the words. i'm falling in love with you.

her phone. she needed her phone! like a crazed cat, she begins pawing at her bed and comforter, feeling for her phone before dropping to the floor to find it carelessly dropped under her gaming set up. she doesn't even get up before she's calling hayden, kneeled on the floor of her room begging that he will pick up before her heart bursts at the seams. she is single minded at that point. there is nothing else but her feelings for hayden. her fans, her dating ban... all of it is secondary. for once, ye-eun is putting her happiness first.

[unavernales]

“Your hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know that? Here, lemme just—” from Kharon :3

"that's the point." he says, though he knows it's in vain. his hair's been getting rather long lately, and he doesn't bother with the upkeep of bangs. having long hair makes a perpetual poker face easier. little twitches or telltale signs can be hidden by blonde. with kharon, however, he supposes that doesn't matter.

pasha sighs, but it's fond as his husband ties half of it back in a little ponytail. "does that make you feel better?" a raise of a brow follows a kiss to khar's cheek.

[rainyearning]

“I’m happy with anything you give me. I guess if I should pick, I like simple pieces. Just something to say I’m taken.” He smiles, takes Dae’s hand and puts the ring on it. “I love you, you make me complete.”

"Simple piece. It will be the prettiest simple piece possible." With big, dark eyes he watched how Kitae put that ring on his finger, soon a sparkle of glowing orange would sneak into his hues, showing off that excitement he felt in that moment. He quickly took hold of Kitaes face, hands holding on each cheek while he would hold him in place to kiss him deeply. Words weren't a strong suit of his, whatever he said was usually self sabotaging and the moment didn't call for it. So a kiss had to do, deep, and loving and passionate.

[rainyearning]

“You could give me a ring pop and i’d be happy. I’m not picky.” He smiles, kisses Dae’s cheek. “I mean, I can kneel and be truly sappy if you wish.”

"A ring pop? We're not 10 years old.." Daesun smirked though. "No you like, should be a bit picky at least. it's an engagement ring? Or well, marriage ring? You only get like.. one in life, if you do it well. It should be pretty?" Dae titled his head, eyes focused on Kitae. "You surely have at least any wish for it?" Dae shook his head. "I know you're really into kneeling but I don't think it's necessary."