#ywseungho

[ywkiyong-blog]

rainy day.

@ywseungho

it’s a dreary day. rain falls in spurts and bursts, the wind buffets his face and nearly throws carefully balanced boxes of deliveries out of his arms. kiyong resents even the weather in this town, but he treks on through his tasks for the day. in all honesty, it’s not too terrible of a task, and once he’s dropped off the last pie from his aunt he’s free for the day. so he does, and since he’s in town anyways, he stops by the pharmacy to dry off and warm the cold rain out of his bones.

“it sucks out there,” he announces to seungho as soon as he sees him behind the counter. “i wouldn’t have gone out if i didn’t have to.” he’s not surprised that the pharmacy is empty, save for his worker friend and himself. while it’s not devastating weather by any means, it’s just unpleasant. no one would want to go outside; kiyong only did it because he had to.

he shoves his hands in his jacket pockets and finds a lighter in there by accident. his lips press together, almost a frown, as he grasps it in his hand. he can feel everyone’s disapproval of the last cigarette on his lips. he’s trying to quit, he really is, but it was just yesterday that he screwed up again. he doesn’t tell seungho. he figures someone involved in the health industry would just scold him more anyways.

“when do you get out of here? there’s nothing to do.”

[ywkit-blog]

fly high.

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“did you put your name in for the drawing? i’ve never been in a hot air balloon before... oh my god, i don’t know if i’m afraid of heights.” kit eyes the balloon in the town square eagerly. he didn’t realize, at first, that he counts as a resident of the town. some part of his brain still thinks he’s on vacation, despite working at the inn for the last couple months and his efforts to put down roots in the town. the revelation was one met with delight, though he has yet to actually turn in his name. maybe seungho will go with him for that, just in case he stumbles over the dialect they speak here again.

the young man hooks his arm around his friend’s and basks in the new spring warmth. he’s a child of the tropics, and as pretty as he found snow he’s excited for warm weather to come back again. “c’mon, let’s go put our names in. if one of us wins, let’s promise to bring the other up in the balloon. have you ever gone up there before? can you see the whole town and all the farms?”

kit’s eyes speak his excitement and delight even more than his words ever could, though he doesn’t hold back his enthrallment there either. he’s flown in planes a hundred times, but the clouds almost always block the view of the land below, and they’re so high up in the sky that it’s hard to see anything. a balloon ride should be perfect, right? he wants to know. “i’ll buy you a snack if you do it with me~”

[ywyoungae]

**+ to the sky

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youngae twists the string between her fingers, still unsure how’s the best way to hold onto it. out of the limited options they offered, the girl had chosen blue jazz. it was her chosen flower to plant at home for the season, so it felt fitting to set it free for the festival as well. it bothers her a bit that it was blue now that so was everything around her. her hate towards joja was nearly as bad as for spoiled cheese, but she’d never let the store ruin such a beautiful color like blue. it was already rare in nature, and it couldn’t be spoiled in her eyes.

still, it gets her distracted. trying to find a good position between her fingers is nothing but an excuse to her needing something to fidget with to get things off her mind. it isn’t like it’s a hard thing to get youngae distracted, but it is also important to point out she didn’t trip simply because. and this one of those times. her mind is wandering enough to not properly walk, and one foot goes in front of the other before she falls to the ground before her. a grunt leaves her mouth as it normally would if anyone fell down — but then her fingers feel the emptiness between them, and the girl can’t help but let out a loud gasp at her balloon starting to fly away.

[ywyoungae]

“How could you not realise you’re bleeding?”

**+ MEME #01

the pain doesn’t hit her until he decides to talk about it, and then her face automatically starts to melt. the people of yangwon knew youngae and they all had probably seen her fall down at least once. there was no deep secret behind her clumsiness — she simply was. “you wouldn’t understand.” seungho was a pharmacist and one who always seemed to catch her on her worst. her lips are already completely turned around, but she wasn’t the type to cry all the time as she would when only a kid.

“i fell earlier but it didn’t hurt then.” her fingers try cleaning the trail of blood that had formed down her leg so it wouldn’t reach her socks. it was nearly dry already but you could never be too careful. “i only try looking at the good things in life, ok?”