#teddy;

[lightsideofseoul]

⧽ @komposisi! 🎤

           ❛ Are we too young for this? ❜            

[parasympathic]

TEDDY:

Okay, so maybe posing as a dead body hadn’t been such a great idea.

He’d been asked by Selwyn to take care of the Nita case, the Magistrate Official making some vague comment about a conflict of interest. It was fine by him - Teddy had already met Nita, anyway, and after that meeting, he’d almost felt like he and Dr. Lacroix were kindred spirits.

The posing-as-a-dead-body thing was just icing on the cake.

It had been easy to convince the receptionist of the coroner’s office in the hospital to give him access to the morgue - a wide smile here, compliment about her blue eyes there, and he was able to mutter under his breath, I’m in, as if he was some spy in an action movie. From there, he’d managed to find a white sheet to drape over his body as he laid down on the examination table, not at all bothered that an actual dead body had most likely just been in the same spot. This wasn’t the worst place he’d ever slept.

He grinned as he heard Dr. Lacroix’s words. “Paint me like one of your French cadavers.”

Bodies didn’t usually breathe. At least not unless someone from Oleander had decided to send him a gift, or a warning. These days it could go either way. Regardless, he felt a heavy sigh escaping his lips at the sight of it, the distant thought that if this many people were intent on fucking with him than they could at least have the decency of doing it outside of the morgue. They’d only just finished getting the last coat of paint back up on the walls outside these doors.

He reached for the sheet, pulling it back to find a man lying there. Definitely not dead, probably not at any point, which at least erased one of his guesses. Vaguely familiar, but not more than a face he might’ve passed on the street. And a glib comment that made him want to pull the sheet back up and simply walk out of the room.

He betrayed none of it, a dry retort on his tongue that he wasn’t sure he didn’t mean. “Alright, but that means I have to cut off the top of your skull with a bone saw first. For accuracy.”

The thought followed that maybe he should be reaching for a weapon, in case this was simply the start of a second round of aggravated assault.  “I would love an explanation for this.”

@theodoreclairmont​

[lightsideofseoul]

@fvrmeden asked: “ It hurts - wanting you this much when I know I shouldn’t. ” (dohun to teddy)

(🍒). Teddy and Dohun had lived together for a year and a half now.. and it wasn’t that hidden to Teddy that Dohun liked him, but hearing those words leave the other man’s lips made his heart hurt for him. Teddy knew he wasn’t the best roommate — or that he was completely clueless for the longest time.            ❛ You .. that’s what you were trying to tell me this whole time… ❜            He whispered and then looked away, ashamed for not realizing that Dohun was giving obvious hints — before taking a moment and rushing over to hug him tightly , a sweet embrace from Teddy as his wings gently wrapped around Dohun protectively. Forming a shield between Dohun and any danger in their own home, his heart pounding in his chest as his delicate eyes locked on Dohun’s with the same love and devotion the other male looked at him with, hands gently moving up to hold his delicate face, fingers moving along his cheeks.

[lightsideofseoul]

𝔏𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔯 : @y2heartz! ♡ 𝔗𝔢𝔡𝔡𝔶 & 𝔍𝔦𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔤!

⋮ ‧˚꒰🍋‍🟩꒱༘⋆ Teddy was working in the kitchen for Jisung whom was currently sleeping, the griddle on as he was focused on making the man the heart shaped pancakes he promised him the weekend prior.            ❛ I think these are heart shaped enough — now I know he likes orange juice. ❜            He spoke out loud to himself, hands gently working the spatula— flipping the pancakes onto the other side so they could cook, Teddy walked away from the griddle for a second to grab a glass. Putting it on the breakfast tray and filling it with orange juice that he got out of the fridge earlier.            ❛ Breakfast in bed, for my beautiful.. roommate. ❜            Teddy put the pancakes on a heart shaped plate , grabbing some berries and putting them in a cute bowl and carrying the breakfast tray to their shared room. Teddy’s hand delicately brushed against Jisung’s hair to wake him.

[lightsideofseoul]

ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ғᴏʀ …  @sqnctuary! > ( ᴛᴇᴅᴅʏ & ᴋᴏʀᴀɪɴ! )

  . ۫ ꣑ৎ   .  🪽 ⊹ ࣪ ˖. Teddy was at church.. unknowing that his friend was coming for him ; the angels wings lightly fluttering, he was religious — a heavily religious angel, though he was friends with Korain who was the complete opposite.. as the man was a fallen angel.

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇᴅᴅʏ.. his hands were together and he was kneeling, the only one in the empty church , it was oddly quiet but that was what he liked about praying there.. it was quiet and nobody would disturb him.            ❛ Thank you lord, for my best friend — I wouldn’t know how I’d still be here without him.. I love Korain .. maybe a little more than a friend but he doesn’t have to know that.. ❜            he went on with his prayer, Teddy knew his god was listening.. ғᴇʟᴛ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴠᴇɪɴs.

He was suddenly quiet , though what Teddy didn’t know was that Korain had heard everything and knew what he said about him.. ᴛʀᴇᴍʙʟɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ — voice quiet. When he spoke up again,            ❛ God please give me love and peace.. ❜            those were the last words Teddy spoke before suddently everytning went eerily quiet — besides the fact that he heard footsteps, his wings fluttered even more, something telling Teddy that he should leave but he couldn’t bring himself to move at all.

ᴜɴᴛɪʟ.. the heard the footsteps of Korain’s familiar boots making sounds against the floor and that’s when he realized..

But he didn’t try to stop korain’s hands as they gently rested on his waist.

[lightsideofseoul]

continued from X for: @thefallenandsacred!

一緒. What would Teddy do if Domi.. started to act out of hand? He’d accept it — the thing with Teddy was he just wanted someone who loved him and treated him well.          ❝ I will love you anyways. ❞          

[parasympathic]

from teddy: “you’re blushing” HAAA

“I’m not,” he said. Possibly too insistently, but he wasn’t sure that a little spilled coffee was a valid reason for the man to decide he needed to completely remove his shirt. A completely logical thought, one that didn’t matter quite as much as the reality of an attractive man practically stripping right in front of him. Without even close to enough warning. He gave a sigh, head tipping back towards the ceiling. “And if I am, I promise you it’s only secondhand embarrassment. Are you just too poor to afford more than one shirt? Is that the problem?”