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“Don’t do it. Don’t love me.” from cole

Soft Angst; accepting

It hurts. It hurts him more than he can say, because he knows why Cole is pushing him away like this. 

He’s been hurt so badly that he’s afraid to accept love from anyone else, all thanks to the man that should have loved him.

And now he can’t accept love from the man that does love him.

“Too late,” Sunny says softly. He shakes his head when Cole does and moves closer to him, catching his shoulders. “Listen - listen to me, okay?”

He waits until Cole’s eyes meet his, and then he speaks.

“I love you. I do love you. I don’t care that you aren’t mine, I don’t care that you aren’t even close to being mine biologically. I don’t care. You are my son. You are my child, and I love you so much that my heart actually aches with it.”

Sunny pulls Cole closer and hugs him tightly. He holds on despite the squirming, and he holds on when Cole relents. “I am not ever going to be like him,” he promises softly, “And I will not ever let you be like him. You’re better than that, and you have me around to keep you straight.”

His heart cracks when he feels two hands against his back, fisting in his shirt. “It’s okay,” he whispers, “I’m here, it’s okay.”

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@ofblacksuits, a closed starter for Baely

He doesn’t know how long he’s been gone; at this point, he can’t even remember what day of the week it is. All he knows right now is pain. The bruises on his body have flourished and multiplied; the ropes around his wrists have chafed the skin raw, and several ribs are fractured, possibly broken.

Kangin had gotten a hold of him and had taken him somewhere dark and musty to make up for the evasiveness of the last few months. Even still, Sunny had refused to give him anything he wanted - including his hacker’s whereabouts and full name.

When he hears the doors creak, he forces his good eye open. He doesn’t know who’s coming back this time, but he wants him to know they haven’t completely taken him out yet - he promised to go out fighting and he will.

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@ofblacksuits, continued from here

“No, no, Papa is stubborn. It needs the char sui, see?” He picks up a piece and takes a bite, then holds it out to their daughter. “It’s good, mmm!”

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❝ i didn’t even know i was ticklish there! ❞ from yoobin

He loves this. He adores this. Watching Yoobin rediscover herself, and discover new things about herself as well, is a blessing he hasn’t known before. 

Sunny lifts his head with a grin, watching Yoobin try to squirm away from him. She’s still stronger than him - he’s barely settled into his newborn strength, let alone anything else that might come his way - yet he has her pinned easily by her hips.

“You mean... Right here?” He ducks his head and blows another raspberry against her tummy, below her belly button - and earns a very un-princess-like shriek in response.

Music to his ears.

“Hmm... I wonder where else you’re ticklish...” 

“No - no!” This time, she puts some strength into it, but he only cackles and distracts her with another raspberry, grinning when she squeals.

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@ofblacksuits​ from x

Retail did suck... he’d been there before, and customers could be so angry and unreasonable especially during holiday seasons. It didn’t help that Botan was easily flustered too, but he took all the bad behavior in stride and apologised profusely for inconveniences that were definitely not his fault.

“Well you’re very welcome to talk to me about it all if it helps!” Botan urged with an enthusiastic nod. “I brought along some snacks as well, they’ll make you feel better!”

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“Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.” from yoobin

Soft Angst; selectively accepting

He moves closer to Yoobin, watching her with unfathomable eyes.

But she isn’t afraid. She’s never been and she’s never had to be. 

Gently, his hand glides across her cheek until he’s cradling it in his palm. “I am from another time,” he tells her softly, “And I remember us.” 

Her eyes widen. She stares at him, a mixture of hesitation and understanding, but before she can speak, he kisses her. It’s slow, sweet, and he knows it takes her breath away from the way she melts into him.

“I could never forget you or us,” he whispers against her lips, pulling her closer when her arms slide around his neck. He could live three more lives and would never forget his princess.

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“Stop pretending this doesn’t terrify you.” from amara

Soft Angst; accepting

For a long moment, he’s quiet, watching the sun as it’s rising. Sure, his change terrified him, but not for himself - for his mother, for his little wolves. The idea of being taken away from them terrified him. 

Accepting this change for himself? It was easier than everyone anticipated. 

Sunny finally looks at Amara. The light filtering into the room is soft, gentle as it caresses her beautiful face through the mottled glass. She reminds him so much of her mother, of the woman that raised her so well.

“Nothing scares me, my little love,” he says quietly. “I would have to think I mattered to the world for something to scare me.”

And he knows the truth on that matter. The world has never cared about him, and it won’t start now. So neither will he.

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@ofblacksuits / “you okay?”

Dominic blinks, looking up as he hears the other address him. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Really, who’s fine these days? “I’m okay. Just…a bit cloudy upstairs.”

Han moves closer and looks up to the sky as a joke. “Goodness, I don’t know what’s happen to you but if it’s cloudy and about to rain, I should’ve brought an umbrella.” He lets a silent filling in the space between them for a moment. “Okay that’s a bad joke, don’t fight me--”