#yoongiia

[nvh-ia-blog]

@yoongi-ia "It is lovely! I wish we could build sand castles together, Nevaeh."

“Yoongi, that may be possible. We can go to the beach around five or six in the morning since it is spring not summer! As long as you don’t mind the two-yard distance.” 

[thunder-ia]

Befriend me OR offer me. I can't choose.

Thunder winced as the flood of Christmas spirit came hurling at him the second he stepped foot inside the mall. He wouldn’t go as far to say that he was a full blown Grinch, but it was safe to say he was turning a little green around the edges. He wouldn’t let himself ruin it for everyone else, though, so here he was fighting his way through overly aggressive mothers and panic-stricken fathers to find Yoon the perfect present. Too bad he had no idea what to get him.

When Thunder thought of Yoon he thought of a few things: heat, the sun, sequins, nail polish, and for some reason the thought of strawberries seemed to linger when the sun sprite came to mind. Luckily for him, that coincided with exactly zero items worthy of his friend at this stupid mall. He was just about to call it a day and buy him a gift card when his eyes landed on the ‘As Seen on TV’ store and the stack of boxes in the window.

Perfect.

“Just rip it open,” Thunder whined as Yoon took his time opening the package. He was practically glowing by the time Yoon got it out of the box. Noticing the polite smile and unmistakable air of ‘what the hell is this’, Thunder quickly explained. “It’s an electric Snuggie,” he beamed holding up the cord sticking out of the fleece. “You’re going to be so freaking warm.”

[jxho-ia]

Toxic ☢ - Jiho+Yoon+Yukwon

Jiho stood outside the door, palm pressed against the cool grain as he gnawed along his bottom lip in thought. It had all happened all too soon and while he was usually sporting a cool and flirty demeanor, he could feel the slight dampness of his hands, a silent nervous tic he couldn’t explain. When he had found out that Yoon had been hospitalized, disbelief has been evident. After not seeing the male for a few days in class, the mirrorwalker had made his way over to his shared dorm to only come face to face with Rival of all people. He could vaguely remember the Sun Sprite telling him who his roommate was, but it hadn’t clicked. Well not until now. If anyone else had told him that Yoon had been poisoned by the moon, he probably would have thought they were yanking his chain, but the seriousness on the Rival’s stoic face had made his stomach settle uneasily.

That was how he found himself outside of his room, fingers perched against the door while the smell of strong antiseptic burned his nostrils and made his nose crinkle in disgust. It always smelled like death here. Gripping the string in his hand, he let out a deep exhale before pressing the door in, the low ebb of beeping filling the empty silence. Yoon was perched on the hospital bed, white sheets bunched around him. “Hey” His words came out a soft mumble, the only thing he could muster as he took in the sights of all the noisy machines and tubing that trailed along the floor, the end point shoved straight into one of the blonde’s veins. Stepping in after he realized he had been standing in the doorway for way too long, he came up close to the Yoon, noticing the pale and lifeless color of his skin. This wasn’t right. “I brought you a get well balloon, sorry it’s pink.” It had been an afterthought and he had been flustered by the fact that the gift shop didn’t have anything manly, but then it was still nice nonetheless.

@yoongi-ia @ukwon-ia

[rivaldinovondila-blog]

Dorm-ancy

At some point, the lack of sleep was so prevalent that it was nearly impossible to truly relieve it. It was minutes of closing his eyes and drifting off, then waking as if something had cracked loudly in his consciousness. He was never one to move about a lot, so he was the coldest board of wondering what he had missed in the ceiling. His fingers smoothed out the top of his covers silently, breathing in and out through his nose and gnawing at his lip through what felt like hours. He knew better than anyone that the attempt had been in vain and that left to his own devices, his thoughts would spiral into nothing that would ever serve him.

It wasn’t until, within twenty seconds, his roommate shifted position under a his several comforters half a dozen times that it occurred to him that he might not be the only one awake. Moving to his side, his eyes tried to focus on the other bed. “Yoon?” Was it nightmares, or a restless night? He didn’t feel any undue stress translating over. The strangest thing was, if Yoon was indeed awake, it was entirely possible that it could be like this every night without Rival’s knowledge. He had taken to wanderings or library lucid hibernations after the other went to bed only to return much later to snatch a sure three or four hours under such exhaustion that screaming was impossible-- but it had not come to mind that Yoon was aware of this (and still not definite). “Are you awake?”

yoongi-ia

[nvh-ia-blog]

yoongi-ia

[txt] Oh, hello! This was a pleasant surprise. My day is going well. Yours? Also, it’s Yoon. Not Yong~ Autocorrect, I hope.

[ text : sun yoo ]  Ah... Yes! aahaaha Sorry!

Nevaeh immediately replied, biting her lower lip while thumbing the letters on the screen, on her way to the common lounge at Terra Dorm. 

[ text : sun yoo ]  I’m glad I can bother you , though. Thanks.  My day? Kind of unproductive today since my timetable is surprisingly empty. I’m planning to wait until the sun sets so that I can go to the village. Uh, that reminds me. You can’t come, can you? 

[jaehyo-ia-blog]

yoongi-ia:

Yoon hadn’t expected the male to sit down next to him so easily, but he grinned when he did, holding out a chocolate chip cookie to him. “I made them last night,” he said, taking another one for himself and biting into it with a hum. “And you are welcome, Jaehyo,” he smiled lightly. “I’m Yoon. Were you headed to class?” he asked, taking another bite of his treat.

Jaehyo picked up the cookie the other had been holding out for him, expectant smile as he took a first bite. He chewed for a few seconds, swallowed, and an even brighter smile formed on his features. “These are good! You’ve got some skills, Yoon.” Jaehyo took another bite, repeating the process. “I was, but it’s still early. I have a few minutes to spare.” He pointed to the classroom they were sitting next to with his head, curiosity forming because he was unfamiliar with this hallway. “What class are you going to attend now?”

[jaehyo-ia-blog]

Having arrived early for his class, Yoon sat on the floor in the hallway eating a cookie he'd baked the night before when he saw someone else. He didn't think he'd seen the boy before, but nonetheless, he held out the bag to him with a smile. "Hey, do you want a cookie?"

Jaehyo always left his dorm earlier than most others, because he was afraid he would get lost somewhere along the way and miss his classes. As he was on the way to his first lesson of the day, he heard a voice call out to him, so he ceased his movement in a hallway he wasn’t really all that familiar with- he was just passing by. At the offer, he decided he could afford to be a little late, and promptly sat down beside the male, nodding his head in acceptance. “That’s a very nice offer, thanks. I’m Jaehyo, by the way.”

[thunder-ia]

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Thunder hauled ass into the hospital room with a large book that he may or may not have stolen out of the reference section of the library in hand. “I think I’ve found something,” he announced to the unconscious boy. The doctors had told him that all they could do was wait for Yoon to come around on his own, but the fallen wasn’t content with that. Taking a seat, he immediately began flipping through to the page he had marked minutes earlier in the library. “So, I remembered you telling me about your whole body switch business, and I was like ‘why can’t he just do that again?’ and I looked it up and I think you can.” The words came out in rush clearly excited from his discovery. “Since you seem to be refusing to come back to us in this body,” he chastised with pursed lips. ”All you have to do is pop up to the sun, and then they can just shove you into a new one.” Thunder slammed the book closed while carefully watching Yoon’s face for any signs of acknowledgment, but there was nothing, not even the flutter of an eyelash. A small frown made its way onto his face, the only reason he had brought the book was to try and ‘accidentally’ wake Yoon up with it. He had taken to researching ways to wake the sun sprite up to distract himself from worrying, but so far it hadn’t done much good. He was pretty pleased that he had come up with something after hours in the library, though. He didn’t care what body he was in, he just wanted his friend back.

“Come on, I’ve given you options now. I actually did homework. You have to come back.” He flipped the corner of the blanket up so he could grab Yoon’s hand through it giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’m not cut out for a solo gig. We both know you’re the only one who knows what he’s doing,” he said rubbing small circles on Yoon’s hand through the blanket with his thumb. “Besides those sequined jackets were non-refundable.” He sadly watched the sun sprites face missing his playful banter and teasing more than ever. “I miss you, Yoon,” he added much quieter.