Saeran Week Collab with @god7072therescue! I love the piece you wrote for this!! You are so incredibly talented and I loved working with you!! :D
@saeranchoiweek
Saeran looked around the intricately decorated tattoo parlor as he waited for the tattoo artist to come back inside. He sat patiently, enjoying the different designs that covered the walls. It was a good distraction from the thoughts that clouded his mind. The tattoo artist didn't want to make Saeran wait... but he needed a smoke break.
<i>Huh, I sure as hell get that... </i>
Saeran almost didn't come to the appointment. If it wasn't for MC, he would still be holed up at the bunker waiting for his next therapy session. He remembered laying in bed the night before thinking about all of the possibilities he could put onto his shoulder. To cover his mistakes from the past. He knew that his therapist, Saeyoung, the RFA, and MC would be so proud of him.
But then he had to check the god damn mail.
There was a pink envelope addressed to him in handwriting that he knew all too well. He tensed up as he noticed the perfect cursive that was sprawled across the back of it. He almost threw it away. He did not want to read her manipulation any longer, even though she was supposed to be getting treatment in Alaska. Despite his suspicion, the return address was indeed from Alaska.
He took a deep breath and moved to the kitchen table so he could sit down to process whatever he was about to read. He tore the envelope apart to get to the flimsy notebook paper inside. He was tense as he cautiously opened the paper so he could see the writing. Even in Alaska she had an effect on him.
He felt so fucking weak.
His leg was bouncing as his eyes scanned the offensive sheet of paper. Her hand writing was just as he remembered. It looked just like the notes that she would slide under his door when he stayed up hours on end to harass his brother.
The thought of it made his stomach churn now.
<i> Dear Saeran,
I am writing to tell you I am so sorry for what I have done to you. My actions are not forgivable, especially the actions that I inflicted on you. I am deeply sorry for how I treated you. I understand that you may never forgive me... </i>
Saeran continued to read the letter, his nausea getting worse the more he read. She explained that she needed to acknowledge her actions as she continued her treatment. She understood that he may never forgive her and that is okay. Just thinking about her sweet face made him sick.
Once he finished the letter, he got up and hurried to the restroom. He vomited all of the contents in his stomach. That is how his body reacted to the mere thought of her. His withdrawals would strengthen because of the amount pf that toxic elixir she would pump into him.
He laid on the bathroom floor, hoping the cool tile would help his nausea. He did not move until MC found him there. That was when he weakly held up the letter for her to read. Weak. That was all he ever was. MC did not leave his side for the rest of the night.
He hated Rika... He hated her with his entire being at this point. But if therapy had taught him anything, it was that emotions were not black and white. There was still a part buried deep inside himself that cared for that wretched woman. Despite all of the heinous crimes she convinced him to commit. Despite the torture she subjected him to.
<i> Despite the lies she had spewed about his own flesh and blood. </i>
He hated the part of himself that was glad she was doing so well. There had always been a small part of him that still respected her as a mentor. If she was recovering... that meant that he had hope of recovering too. Rika may have been the leader of that twisted organization, but Saeran helped build it with his own two hands.
How could he continue to recover if the others refused to forgive her? How could he try to be a better man if the weight of Rika was weighing down on him? His sins were just as horrible as hers. How was he any different from her? Sure, she drugged and manipulated him, but what if he hadn't been so weak? Why does everyone call him a victim when he committed the same sins as her.
He did not reply to her letter. He did not know how to begin his response. He had definitely not forgiven her, so why continue the chain of pain by sending her a letter saying he wanted nothing to do with her? Some advances are better ignored.
Saeran could feel the withdrawal creeping in as he continued to wait for the tattoo artist. Thoughts of Rika always caused the need for her god forsaken elixir to resurface. He tried to lick his lips to make the dry feeling in his mouth go away. But it did not. His therapist said that battling addiction could get easier as life went on. Or it could not. Some days would be better than others, but it would never truly go away. It would be a daily struggle.
This feeling used to be so common for him when he wasn't ... stable.
Saeran tried his best to push the thoughts of Unknown down deep inside of himself. Unknown was such a dark part of his life. Unknown was the only way he knew how to cope with the atrocities of the life around him. Rika made sure that Unknown was the front runner when he did her bidding. Unknown committed the worst of his crimes.
Even after all of the progress he had made, he could still feel the effect Unknown had on him breathing down his neck. Like some sort of caged animal biding his time. Unknown was all of the negative aspects about himself... the aspects that his own mother tried to beat out of him. The aspects that Rika so desperately ripped to the surface until those were the only aspects left.
Even if he was improving with all of the therapy... those aspects remained inside of him. His wrath, possessiveness, and hatred were all he had known for a time. Always threatening to bubble out when anything inconvenienced him. He lived in constant fear that one day, Unknown would break his chains and inflict pain upon those he loves. Inflicting and receiving pain was all that Unknown knew of the world. The very thought of Unknown escaping his grasp terrified him.
So, he vowed to keep Unknown locked away. For good.
Saeran was getting a tattoo to signify a new beginning with his family and to cover up his gruesome past of being Unknown. The new tattoo would be a constant reminder that his past was behind him. But the former tattoo would always be there just beneath the surface. Just like Unknown would be chained in the inner depths of his mind.
Waiting for a chance to escape.
I’d like to officially announce this year’s Saeran Choi Week and all the information you’ll need to participate! (✧ω✧)
The week will be held from 29th July to 4th August, and there will be two themes for every day - you can choose whichever you wish or even do both, but you’re never obliged to follow them! You can submit anything you wish, as long as it’s not against the rules!
Here are the suggested themes (o_ _)ﾉ彡☆
1st Day - Sweets || Flowers
2nd Day - Weaknesses || Memories
3rd Day - Travels || School Life
4th Day - Romance || Domesticity
5th Day - Scars || Secrets
6th Day - Afterendings || AU
7th Day - Weddings || Happiness
RULES:
You’re allowed to submit any kind of your own work (in English) through posting it on Tumblr.
Your work needs to be tagged #saeranchoiweek. If your post hasn’t been reblogged in 24 hours, feel free to ask about it!
At any point before the week starts, you’re allowed to post WIPs* of your works for the week. If you @ the week in them, I’ll reblog them before the week starts!
The things I’ll not reblog by any means are those that contain pedophilia, rape or any other content I may find inappropriate (discriminating or so).
Any sexual content and gore should be put under the read-more feature AND tagged accordingly; otherwise it won’t be reblogged. Visual sexual content (art or so) is forbidden, according to Tumblr’s new policy.
Although any kinds of pairings (as long as they’re not against 4th rule) are allowed, we require you to tag #incest. We also require you to tag any possibly triggering themes, such as #tw** drugs, #tw abuse, #tw mental illness.
We’ll reblog tagged works till 11th August, and we’ll be reblogging other works till the end of June as long as you @ us in them.
The week is held by @yandereshit.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask!
Please reblog to spread the news!
Hi, everyone! Here is our piece for this year’s @saeranchoiweek !!! As always it was a joy writing together and for such sweet boy!
Our boy goes to college!!
Enjoy~
Botany 3B: Saeran x MC
He can hear his brother’s laugh from outside and regretfully makes his way to Botany 3B. As soon as he steps inside, Saeyoung shares his name with the classroom and the rest of the campus.
“Baby bro!! I was keeping your chair warm, c’mere, you adorable you!!”
Saeran dodges his brother’s embrace and Saeyoung wraps his arms around himself.
“Go to your class.” Saeran says sitting down.
“Yes yes, I just wanted to see you, I missed you~”
“We have the next class together. Now go before you’re late.”
“Okay, see you later, baby bro!” Saeyoung runs to the door but before exiting turns, winks and blows a kiss to Saeran.
He feels his eyes roll all the way to the back of his head until a sound, a melody he’s been getting used to, brings him back to reality… or is it a dream?
She laughs at the joke her friend made before the other girl waves goodbye and runs off to her own class. MC grips the books closer to her chest as she turns to the room and makes her way to her usual seat. Not surprisingly, her seatmate is already there; she just saw his twin dashing out of the room seconds before, after all.
Saeran looks as handsome as ever, and she feels her heart drumming faster against her chest. It’s uncanny how one person can make her feel so happy without even having to say anything. She takes her seat beside him and puts down her books before giving him a big smile.
“Hi, Saeran.”
His lips curl up just a bit. He could say ‘hi’, ‘hello’, ‘good morning’, ‘good day’, he could say a million things but when he sees that smile all the words in his mind jump around and he isn’t able to grasp a proper phrase.
Mr. Gim walks into the class and all chatter quiets down.
MC bites her lower lip to keep herself from smiling broadly; he’s too cute. But she tucks her hair behind her ear and looks forward, trying not to get too distracted by the guy sitting beside her. Class passes by in a blur, and by the end of it her notebook is full of doodles of plants. As the professor leaves, she starts gathering her things. MC glances at Saeran, not wanting to let the opportunity slip by her like she did the other classes they had this week…and last week…and the week before that.
“Saeran,” she starts. “Have you heard about the dance this weekend?”
He’s putting his books inside his bag when he looks at her. “I have, my brother won’t let me forget about it.”
Both of them walk out of the classroom, Saeran doesn’t notice he’s walking in the wrong direction. He can’t help it, he likes talking to this girl. He can’t lie to himself, he likes this girl.
“Oh! That’s right, Saeyoung signed up to be the DJ, right? I didn’t know he was into that. But I have to say, I’m curious as to what songs he’ll play! He’s always humming a song about someone named ‘Elly’ when I pass by him in the hallway…I’m not sure what genre he’s into.” She’s babbling, she knows she’s babbling, but she can’t help it. She wants to keep talking to him, even if it’s nonsense, she wants to keep being with Saeran.
Saeran chuckles, she’s cute when she babbles. “You can say my brother is in love with… I guess he’ll never be with the one he loves. But he can be persistent, who knows? Maybe he’ll be able to.”
MC is the only girl he feels comfortable enough to talk about his brother without calling him an idiot that much.
MC laughs. “Me too. Saeyoung is a nice guy, I hope he gets his Elly!” Her fingers tighten around her books again, nervous for what she’s about to ask him. “But about the dance…are you going?”
Please say yes, please say yes.
“I have to,” he sighs, “I was appointed equipment manager… are you going?”
“Ah…yes, I am!” MC exclaims excitedly, before nearly tripping over her own feet. She lurches forward before catching herself. Immediately, her face turns red and in a rush, she says, “I’m okay! I’m okay!!!”
“Are you sure?” He inspects her from head to toe.
“Yes!” MC replies, covering her face with one hand. “Oh God, I’m sorry, I’m not usually this clumsy.” But I can’t help it, I’m falling for you, both figuratively AND literally.
Seeing her reaction, he can’t help the smile finding his lips. A familiar voice catches his attention, Saeyoung is screaming his name so loud once again.
“Idiot.”
“I think I have to go before there’s a circus outside your classroom,” he walks away but after a few steps stops and turns his head to look at her, “I will see you later.” Saeyoung is running towards him with open arms but all he hugs is Saeran’s bag.
MC grins and gives him a small wave. “I’ll see you later, Saeran.” Seeing the Choi twins is always a treat, because despite how identical they look, their attitudes are so different. Saeyoung is fun and friendly, but MC can’t help staring after the younger twin, realizing that he just walked her to class. As he walks away though, her eyes widen and she slaps her forehead with her palm and groans.
Not again! I didn’t get to ask him to the dance!
~
“So did you ask her?” Saeyoung asks combing his hair.
“Ask what?”
“Ask MC to the dance! Or did she ask you? I think MC would, she’s a cool girl and…”
“Stop. There was no asking, hurry up or we’ll be late.”
Saeyoung pouts, he watches as his brother leaves the room. Looking in the mirror, Saeyoung finger guns his own reflection, “I got you, lil’ bro!”
~
The party has already started by the time MC gets there. She spots her friends immediately, they’re already dancing to the beats Saeyoung is playing through the speakers. MC smiles to herself when she remembers that messy conversation in the hallway with Saeran.
Her eyes are scanning the crowd for that flash of red hair, when she spots him standing near the DJ’s booth with a couple of guys. He’s dressed in black jeans, a gray tee under a black jacket –a simple look, but he pulls it off so well. She feels a blush creeping onto her face and MC shakes her head, getting herself to focus.
Should I ask him to dance…? But he’s with his friends…
MC shuffles nervously and decides not to; at the same time, her friends spot her and wave her over to join them on the dance floor. MC giggles and rushes over to her friends, hoping that after a few dances, she’ll have the courage to approach the red-haired guy she wanted to spend the evening with in the first place.
He’s listening to Saeyoung’s friend tell him all about his brother’s shenanigans during astronomy club hours. He laughs at the stories and agrees with them – his brother is a total goofball.
But his gaze keeps wandering around the room, for the moment he sees that smile, those eyes. What will he do when he finds them? He doesn’t know; for now, he just wants to see MC.
It doesn’t take long before he notices her, the red dress playing a beautiful contrast with her hair and skin. That’s it, he can’t take his eyes away from her. He stops listening to the boys and all his attention is focused on her.
She’s giggling as she watches her friends making silly dance moves, everyone just wanting to let loose and have fun after their exams. When MC moves her head, her curled hair moves with her and she laughs when one of her girlfriends takes off her shoes and starts jumping to the beat. Instinctively, she glances back near the DJ booth, where Saeran is standing. She’s been glancing at him every now and then, trying to catch the moment when he’d be alone, but this time, he’s looking at her.
MC inhales sharply as their eyes meet, her cheeks flushing as mint eyes gaze into her hazel ones. She can’t look away, her focus riveted on him. This makes her bump into one of her friends and MC reluctantly tears her gaze away from him to apologize to her friend.
Saeyoung notices his brother staring at the girl and smiles to himself. He leaves his spot and goes to his brother. Opening a water bottle, he wraps his arm around his brother’s shoulder.
“Ask her to dance?” Pointing his chin towards where MC stands.
Saeran looks at him, annoyed.
“What? I’m just trying to help you,” he says as he adjusts his headphones around his neck. “Listen, this is a dance. People are supposed to dance. MC looks really pretty. You’re not the only guy here, what if another guy asks her to dance?”
“She can dance with whoever she wants to,” he answers, looking at her.
“Can she?”
“Leave me alone.” He slaps his brother’s hand off his shoulder.
“Okay okay, don’t say I never did anything for you. How about your brother play one of your favorite songs?”
Saeyoung makes his way back to the booth and speaks into the microphone. “Alright, you party animals. Let’s change the beat a little, whaddaya say?!! This song in particular, I think should be shared with someone special. I wish I could be dancing with my beautiful Elly but I must suffer being apart from my true love. Buuuuuuuut if you have a special someone here I suggest you dance with them. I dedicate this song to the other love of my life, my baby brother~.”
Saeran is glaring at Saeyoung as the younger twin takes a sip from his drink.
What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
Saeran chokes when he hears the song, his mind quickly replays a moment the twins shared a few weeks ago when they were listening to music. Saeyoung caught him humming to this song and teased him about it for a few days.
Saeyoung laughs knowing very well what he’s done and what the song means to this brother. The older twin knows him too well not to notice how he stares at the girl. He loves his brother and loves the smiles this girl is capable of provoking from his baby twin.
The twins’ gazes connect and Saeyoung does that finger gun gesture, his fingers signaling Saeran to go get MC. Saeran looks in her direction, she stands alone, beautiful, so so beautiful.
‘Cause it’s you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
What people? Because when he looks at her, she is all he sees. His feet are moving on their own and he doesn’t want to think about it, because if he does he’ll never reach her. And for a moment he wants to grasp the possibility of being the reason for her smile.
All of the things that I want to say just aren’t coming out right
I’m tripping on words
You’ve got my head spinning
I don’t know where to go from here
He’s not standing by the booth anymore. MC starts to look around but everyone is moving, the dance floor too crowded. That mop of red hair is missing again. No, she can’t miss her chance to dance with him! Frantically, she looks around and stands on tiptoe, eyes scanning the crowd.
Her heart stops when she sees he’s making his way towards her. MC lands on her feet and starts moving, wanting to meet him halfway, wanting the chance to dance with him, to be with him before the song comes to an end.
'Cause it’s you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it’s you and me and all of the people
And I don’t know why, I can’t keep my eyes off of you
Those mint eyes are now in front of her, inches away from her and the room melts into the background, the crowd disappears and it’s just the two of them in the room. There’s no doubt in her mind and her heart that this guy, this guy in front of her, is the one she wants to be with tonight.
There’s something about you now
I can’t quite figure out
No, not just tonight –she wants more “accidental” brushes when they’re in class, more of those soft expressions he has when they’re studying the plants and identifying flowers, moments when he looks both vulnerable and beautiful. He can be closed off and awkward sometimes, and even sarcastic and rude to his brother, but MC can see how much the twins care for each other –and she can’t help but find him even more endearing and adorable because of that. But it’s more than those traits and quirks –it’s him, the entirety of him, that she’s in-love with. It’s Saeran, all of him, that she wants to get to know and cherish.
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right
'Cause it’s you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it’s you and me and all of the people
And I don’t know why, I can’t keep my eyes off of you
The girl is staring back at him, probably expecting something, is it the same thing he wants? But what if it’s not? What if she’s just being nice to him? No. MC is kind and sweet to everyone but when it comes to him he can’t ignore her blush or the way her eyes are always searching for his.
He breathes in and smiles at her, she smiles back. There is no need for words, he’ll take advantage of his brother’s words, dancing this song with someone special. He offers his hand to her, waiting for her reaction.
When he extends his hand, she can’t stop the fluttering in her chest, the light, bubbly feeling that leaves her feeling as though she’s walking on clouds. She imagined this moment ever since the dance was announced, and though she never had the courage to ask him to be her date, here he is, asking her to dance.
Shyly, she slips her hand into his, the feel of his rough hands not unpleasant…it feels nice. Good. His touch sends a thousand bolts of electricity through her body, her feelings ignited as they connect.
Her hand is soft and warm and all of his senses focus on her touch. He faces her, his hand slowly resting on the small of her back. MC places her hand on his shoulder and he pulls her a bit closer when she does. Her forehead resting on his chin and he catches the scent of her hair, his heart beating like never before. Her soft locks brush his skin and he closes his eyes, his fingers intertwine with hers. He doesn’t want to ruin this moment overthinking, trying to figure out all the things he wants to tell her.
This closeness, this warmth, he wants it. Not just for the duration of the song, he wants to keep MC close. He wants to hold her hand when they walk to class, he wants to be the one that tucks her hair behind her ear and catch her when she trips.
She wants this, not just for tonight, but everyday. Being able to watch him openly in class and asking about his day, knowing his thoughts. Taking care of flowers together and walking around campus…going on dates and making him smile the way he does when they’re together.
He knows the last chorus is about to play, he brings her even closer. Her smaller frame flushed against his chest. She feels his heartbeat and closes her eyes, knowing their hearts are beating to the same melody.
“MC, I…” No no that’s not how he should start… what to say?
“I like you, Saeran!” No…I might scare him off. How do I tell him…?
And me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it’s you and me and all of the people
He breaks the embrace, still holding her hand gently he twirls her around. When MC faces him again he brings her close to him again but this time his hands rest on her cheeks.
She immediately feels her face grow hot at his touch, but her eyes are fixed on his. MC is all too aware of how close they are, his scent filling her senses, his warm breath against her face. How is it that he can take her breath away and yet make her feel so alive?
“MC, I…”
And I don’t know why, I can’t keep my eyes off of you
“Can’t look away from you.” Not that he wants to, he can’t rip his gaze away from her beautiful face, her sparkling eyes, the blush on her cheeks and those pretty pink lips.
“Then don’t look away, Saeran,” MC whispers, her fingers lightly touching his jaw, sliding up his cheek. “I don’t…I don’t ever want to look away from you too. I can’t. It’s you, Saeran. It’s you I want to keep looking at everyday, every chance I can.”
What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
If there was ever a moment to be brave this is it.
Saeyoung notices the moment and quickly plays another song trying to keep everyone in their own world and he prays that the one his brother has found will make him happy. He smiles and looks away from Saeran. You can do this, Saeran.
Her words are a confirmation and before his mind analyzes the moment, every thought is replaced with sparks. Her lips are soft and warm, it’s just a delicate brush but it’s enough to ignite a need he never knew he had. He opens his eyes and looks at her.
When he brushes his lips against hers, it’s as though everything is right. Her hand on his shoulder tightens its grip and MC stops breathing, her entire being focused on where he’s touching her. A sweet kiss, an intimate kiss with the person she likes…loves. The feelings inside her are a mess, and all rational thought flies out the window. MC opens her eyes and sees him staring back at her…those beautiful mint eyes that she could lose herself in.
“I won’t because I like you, MC… maybe more than like but I don’t know how this works. Would you be willing to show me how? Learn with me?” He can feel the heat painting his ears and spreading across his face. He swallows and hopes he didn’t miss his chance.
She feels a grin breaking through her face automatically, his words making her happy. MC strokes his warm cheek with her hand and nods, shyly at first, before nodding more enthusiastically. “Yes, Saeran, yes. I…I like you too, I do. I want to learn with you and have new experiences with you…I want to be with you, Saeran. More than anything…I want to be with you.”
“Thank you,” he smiles, “I feel like I can do this if it’s you.”
The loud clapping replaces the song playing and Saeran turns to his brother who is giving him a thumbs up.
MC laughs and he laughs with her. The songs keep on playing and he holds his girl in his arms even a little after the dance is done. There are many more melodies he wants to show her and dance with her, in exchange all he asks for is the melody of her voice.
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Thank you so much for reading!! Whew, this was long but we had fun writing it, we hope you enjoyed this fluffy fic too! ^^
I wanted to do some art for today but it just wasn't working out the way I'd planned, but this tiny drabble came to mind this morning instead. @saeranchoiweek
Happy Birthday to my absolute favorite characters I've ever met in my many years of gaming. To Saeran, to whom I wish only happiness, peace, love, and a long life with his family. And to Saeyoung, who I love for his genius and his big heart, his genuine kindness after everything he's been through, and his ability to make me laugh. I hope the love of the fandom reaches you both today and always.
******
“Noooooooo, this is going to take forEVER. So cruel to make a restless wanderer like me wait here, tethered to my desk!”
His brother's dramatic wailing caused him to crack a smile. He'd been fixing MC’s computer for most of the morning while she was visiting with Jaehee. The PC was old and slow and everything was taking longer than it should. He didn't know why Saeyoung didn't just replace it. Strolling into the room he called out to his brother. “Restless wanderer? Since when? You spend all of your time indoors, nerd.”
“Cruelties upon cruelties! Mocked by my own flesh and blood!” Saeyoung sighed, his whole body slumping forward, eliciting an annoyed beep from the computer as his forehead settled on the keyboard.
“Come on. You've been working on that ancient monstrosity all morning. I bet you haven't even eaten. Let's go get lunch or something.” Saeran smirked as Saeyoung bounded up out of his chair with a huge smile on his face.
His voice was pure enthusiasm. “You really want to go somewhere together? You and me? You do care about me!”
“Obviously. Though it's your treat,” Saeran deadpanned.
Saeyoung spun around to face him again, his eyes alight with mischief. “Okay, then you're driving,” he said, tossing his keychain to his brother, who caught it with ease. He stared at the key in his hand, the understanding of how important this moment was dawning over him. His brother never trusted anyone else with his babies. Even MC hadn't driven one of his cars yet. The warmth he felt in his chest was unfamiliar to him...until he thought back to days long ago when his brother would sneak him out of the house for ice cream.
Saeran followed Saeyoung to the huge garage, his feet guiding him automatically while his mind tried to process the thoughts racing through it. His brother opened the door with unnecessary bravado, bowing and gesturing for Saeran to enter before him.
“Happy Birthday, brother.” Those words and the ridiculously huge bow atop his favorite of Saeyoung’s cars clicked together in his mind.
“I… what?”
“That was your favorite, right? I hope I remembered correctly…”
Saeran walked over to the gleaming blue sports car, running his hand over its shining surface. His voice choked with emotion, he turned to his brother again. “Yeah, that's the one. Are you sure? I… you love these damn things.”
Saeyoung stepped over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. Saeran could see the telltale signs that his brother was close to tears, and felt the same things reflected in himself. “Honestly, part of why I bought them was an attempt to fill the hole that has always been in my heart since the day I had to leave you behind. They already basically belong to you anyway.”
On impulse, Saeran wrapped his arms around his brother's neck, holding him tightly. It wasn't the first time they'd hugged since their reunion, but it was the first time Saeran truly appreciated the comfort of having this connection back in his life. He had family again, and he was safe and free. “Thank you, brother. For everything. Now let's get some lunch so MC has more time to plan whatever she has in mind for your birthday.”
Hello everyone! As you may have read from @fiftyshadesofdes‘s post there has been an important date change for Saeran week. Saeran Week has been moved to January 2018. I will have a date locked in around November 10th.
This timeframe should allow more people to participate in Saeran Week, as well as let my own life settle down as things became completely chaotic with work and my personal life.
Thank you all for understanding, and, I have to personally say I feel like I have let everyone down. I didn’t expect life to kick me in the face again during an event I have been wanting to organize for so long.
However, the prompts for each day WILL stay the same so those who have begun to work on your pieces, you won’t need to change anything!
Sunday- Sundae Sweets
Monday - Sky Full of Memories
Tuesday - The Language of Flowers
Wednesday - My Other Half
Thursday - Life in Paradise
Friday - The Song of My Heart
Saturday - The Path to Recovery
super quick thing i was to lazy to color or give a background but lets just pretend that its colored and has a background
anyways on a different note mc would totally buy saeyoung those cat hoodies i see everywhere and i imagine she would probably get saeran flowers and probably clothes so hes not stuck with the clothes he had at mint eye
