#sweetrains

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Berry sighs softly as she stares at her exposed stomach in the mirror. It’s been months since she had the baby, but the after effects of the c-section are still present to this day. Namely the large, ugly scar it’s left down her middle. 

Oh, she knows she’s supposed to be grateful. This body let her carry her child, the love of her life. It lets her nourish that love every day. But sometimes, when she’s alone, she just can’t help but feel a certain way. And that certain way is not positive.

When the door opens, Berry sighs dramatically and adjusts her leggings and her shirt. “Don’t look at me,” she says, knowing it’s Jaehwan behind her, likely with their child. “I’m hideous.”

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               ever since their first partnership with awr, doha has gotten used to seeing faces from outside lucky charm flitting in and out of the office. she knows most of their regular visitors by appearance, but sometimes she wishes changho would give her a list of who’s authorised to be there ( because one of these days, a sasaeng is going to get brave and come inside, and at this rate doha will smile and give them the tour of the place ). but she knows today’s visitor, and a smile slides itself into place on rosy lips as she catches sight of him. ❝ hi, sunwoo, ❞ she says sweetly, rising from behind her desk to pinch his cheeks like she always does. ❝ do you want some candy? i have some hidden in my desk. ❞

@sweetrains​​ gets a thing lmao

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               ❝ hey, you, ❞ namgi calls out to the total stranger. no one’s ever accused him of being polite, and it shows. he’s feeling especially grouchy today, anyway -- his mother had found his cigarettes and confiscated them, and all attempts thus far to get someone to buy him replacements have failed. five days without nicotine has made him miserable, and he’s stopped caring about trying to be flattering. ❝ i need someone to buy me some cigarettes. ❞

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               ❝ sorry i missed your birthday, harri, ❞ sihoon says, and his tone is appropriately apologetic. he’d sent a card and a gift, but he hadn’t been able to visit his nephew in person on the day. or the week. or even the same month. he always feels bad about it, especially when he seems to be able to make time for janna ( it isn’t favouritism, he promises, janna’s birthday is just better timed ), but he likes to think he makes up for it when he gets the chance. ❝ did you like your present? i asked your mum, but i guess she forgot to ask. ❞

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Guaiba em dia de chuva

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@sweetrains​​ asked: “ i think i might be in love with you. ” - bailey & joonho :)

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               joonho is convinced that he’s done something wrong. somewhere, at some point in his life, he’s done something wrong, something bad, and this is the universe’s way of punishing him. because that’s what happens to bad people, isn’t it? they get punished, one way or another. and bailey getting reaped twice feels like a pretty good punishment. at least he’s managed not to cry this time, even if he’s twice as scared that bailey won’t come back this time. surviving once is luck, but twice...? joonho doesn’t like those odds.

               he remembers from last time just how fast the time they have together goes. he doesn’t want to end things the same way as last time, being dragged out just as bailey tried to tell him something. they don’t have long, but they need to make the most of it. he expects to tell bailey to be brave, to reassure him that it will be okay just like last time, that he’ll be there waiting for him at the end. he doesn’t expect bailey to tell him he loves him.

               neither of them have said that yet. considering how long they’ve known each other, they’ve been taking their relationship slowly. his embarrassing conversation with dylan about sexual intimacy not involving actual sex had scarred him enough that he’s yet to make any advances. they hold hands, and they kiss, and they spend time together, and that’s it. neither of them have taken things further than that, neither of them have said the L word yet. until now. why do they always seem to leave things until it’s too late? why do they reserve these conversations exclusively for the last possible moment?

               he doesn’t know what to say at first. how do you respond to that when the person saying it is most likely going to get killed? he knows, somewhere in the back of his mind, that the answer is to say it back, but he isn’t exactly thinking straight right now. ❝ you couldn’t have said that sooner? ❞ he asks with a weak laugh, fingers linked in bailey’s for what he thinks may be the last time. it feels like he’s been in here for hours, his time must be up soon. so he pulls bailey into a hug, tight enough that it must surely have squeezed some of the air from his lungs, face buried in the side of his neck. he wants to remember everything about it. wants to remember how bailey feels in his arms, how his voice sounds, what he smells like. he wants to remember everything in case it’s all he has left. ❝ i’ll be waiting for you, okay? just like last time... ❞

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@sweetrains​ asked: “ i’ve never met anyone quite like you. ” - aleksy & daebak

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               ❝ i can’t tell if that’s a compliment or not, ❞ daebak muses from his spot seated across from aleksy. they’ve fallen into a routine now -- daebak wakes up at the crack of dawn to make his way halfway across the city just to have breakfast with aleksy, they both go to work for the day, daebak treats aleksy to dinner as a way of saying thank you. some nights they spend tangled in the sheets together, and some nights they go back to their respective homes alone.

               but daebak’s time here is coming to an end. he’s coming close to finishing his piece on arstotzka, and he doesn’t need to stay here to edit it. if anything, he’s been advised not to stay in the country while he edits it. he’s yet to break this news to aleksy. they both know that he’s only here on borrowed time, but while he’s been investigating, it’s been so easy to forget about it. so easy to pretend the little life they’ve built around each other is something permanent. he supposes he could ask aleksy to come back to korea with him, but that’s not exactly an easy feat. it’s a huge risk for both of them, it’s expensive, it’s selfish -- asking aleksy to leave his home and his family just so their fling doesn’t have to end. he wants to ask him, he wants to ask him so much, but he bites his tongue. for now, anyway.

               no, for now, he just has to enjoy what little time they have left. in the dim light of the cafe, aleksy’s never looked more handsome. the way the light catches in his eyes and makes them sparkle... if they were in seoul, daebak might feel brave enough to lean across the table and kiss him. he settles instead for reaching for aleksy’s hand under the table, thumb brushing against the back of his hand softly. ❝ i’m glad i met you, aleksy woźniak, ❞ he says with a smile, even if his pronunciation of aleksy’s surname still isn’t quite there. he might not be brave ( or stupid ) enough to kiss him in public here, but he is bold enough to lean close enough to whisper in his ear, ❝ i want to make love to you all night. ❞

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@sweetrains​​​ asked: “ i don’t need grand gestures or declarations of love. i just need you. all of you. ” - minnie & haeim

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               ❝ you have all of me, silly, ❞ haeim says, but the smile she flashes the other woman doesn't quite meet her eyes. there's sides of her that she hasn't clued minnie in on yet -- her other job, the way her dad raised her, the way her mother disappeared. she hopes she doesn't ever have to tell minnie about any of that. she's made it clear she isn't on good terms with her father, that she's just living with him until she can afford to move out. minnie doesn't need to know the whole story, she'll pretend they don't get along because she's a lesbian. that's easier to explain, and easier to ignore. and the drug dealing... well, she's only doing that to get enough money behind her to move out. after that, she'll focus on getting a better job, or convincing her boss to take her on full time instead. and then minnie doesn't ever have to know she sold weed out of the back of her truck for years.

               ❝ is this 'cause i was talking about christmas? ❞ she inquires, upturned palm propping her head up as she looks at minnie. it's no secret that haeim struggles with money -- she's mentioned in passing that her father likes to take a cut of her wages from her actual job -- but she's been asking minnie what she wants for christmas for the last few weeks. she's got enough weed money stashed away to get her girlfriend a nice gift, she just wants to make sure she gets her the right thing. ❝ i wanna get you something nice, okay? i don't care if ya think it's too expensive. first christmas together's s'posed to be a special one, right? ❞ she wouldn't know from experience, she's never spent christmas with anyone besides her father. he isn't a christian, he doesn't even humour it as a day to spend with family and loved ones. it's always been just another day in their house, and haeim is eager to have it mean something more. ❝ guess i could always get ya an engagement ring instead, ❞ she teases, ❝ can't complain if that's expensive. ❞