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Requested: Krisho
❦ The fledgling was just sitting on the armchair, curled into a fetal position as his head rested on the arm of the chair, eyes staring empty to the opposite wall. It was quiet in the household and Luhan really didn’t mind, he needed it because if there was at least one sound, he felt like he was just going to break. However, soon the silence was broken, the vibration of his phone on the wooden top of the dresser breaking it. He couldn’t help but let out a whine, his eyes darkening to a blood red as he glared at the piece of technology. Luhan didn’t want to get up, he really didn’t but he knew it wouldn’t stop and so he stood up and moved over to see it was a text message from Sehun. He bit his lower lip as he walked back to the chair and returned to his previous position all the while texting his best friend.
[ sms > Sehun-ah ]: ...kind of [ sms > Sehun-ah ]: ...not really [ sms > Sehun-ah ]: why do you ask?
Sehun waited impatiently for a reply, no longer having ideas of falling asleep. He was to worried about his best friend. He went to the kitchen and made himself a coffee, because it was stronger than soda at this hour, and headed back to his room just as his phone in his pocket vibrated. He took a long sip of the coffee and put it down on his desk before crawling onto his chair and replying to his friend
[text to; Luhan] What's wrong Hyung?
[text to; Luhan] because I haven't heard from you in nearly a month, normally you text at least once a week or so
❦ And here was Luhan just waking up from his sleep, body finally fucking healed from the encounter from someone he would never want to meet again, “…Fuck…” he muttered as he stood up and limped over to the chair and sat down, fist pressed against his forehead, “…Where’s Sehun when I need him…” he muttered with a shake of his head. He felt like he can’t even trust his best friend anymore.
Sehun, being the insomniac he was, hadn't gone to sleep yet. He had nearly stayed up all night which wasn't good, he really should get to bed soon but he kept staring at his phone. He hadn't heard from Luhan in a very long time, their last text conversation had been well over a month ago and while he asks for updates from the other EXOM members, he'd rather hear it from Luhan. So, taking the risk of possibly waking the other up at this early hour, he texts him.
[text to: Luhan] Hyung I haven't heard from you in awhile, are you okay?
He stiffens at the touch, not entirely sure what to do. But slowly his shoulders slump and he relaxes into the other’s touch. Willingly, Chanyeol moves forward and gets closer to the other. He lets out a few shaky breaths before ends up clinging to the other.
"I——th-they were so-so close to lock-locking my up again——" He mumbles and shakes his head before he was gripping the back of the other’s shirt.
"They didn’t though. They didn’t get you. It’s okay now." He curls his arms a little tighter around the arsonist, lifting one hand to gently run his fingers through Chanyeol’s hair. It must be terrifying, being that close to losing his freedom. And then to lose his sister, even if she was the one trying to lock him up. The magician sighs softly, lips brushing against the others temple. "You’re safe now."
He sighed softly at the small kiss, leaning into the other's touch all to easily. He felt safe around Daniel, it was strange but true. Maybe he trusted people to easily, but he wasn't going to let go of this guy ant time soon. "Thanks danny..." He mumbled, curling into the other's side with a small smile.
Moans left Baekhyun’s lips and traveled into Ken’s as their kiss continued. His body felt like it was on fire, each small move by the other above him sent sparks of pleasure within the thief. It was great, until Ken decided to pull away. Baekhyun has half a mind to complain, but he knows what the other wants and so he helps Ken get his shift off and the thief throws it off to the side somewhere.
His breath hitches once more when the other’s lips are traveling over him. Another moan threatens to leave his lips but he pulls back one of his hands from Ken’s hair to bite on a joint of his finger so it’s not as obvious.
He felt the loss of fingers from his black locks and he looked up to see the other biting his finger to stop the noises from escaping his throat and the God couldn’t help but laugh slightly, shaking his head slightly, “…Why are you stopping the sound, Baekhyunnnie? They sounded cute…” he hummed out as his lips continued to travel down the other’s chest, his tongue teasingly circling the nubs on the chest as well as kissing those scars that he could see before sliding down his body, kisses teasingly at the hem of the other’s pants as eyes looked up the other’s body, “I would think some sassy words would be coming out of your mouth right now…”
"Shut up---" Baekhyun managed to get out in a heavy breath. He sighs, head rolling back a little at the attention his body was getting. It was so different, a good different. He rolled his eyes at the other's words before moving his hands back down to grip at the god's hair.
"If you don't get the show on the road I'll show you how sassy I can get." Baekhyun huffed before pulling on the other's hair, pulling him up to peck the older's lips.
Sorry I haven't been active, these muses kind of fell asleep as I was drowning in summer homework. I'm gonna get back into the hang of things over here (hopefully cause i love these muses) I'm going to try to answer my drafts but if I don't answer them then I probably just lost the muse for them.
I'd love to plot with people if you're interested, just jump in my ask okay?
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✄ “When the Fox hears the Rabbit scream he comes a-runnin’, but not to help.”
It had felt good the first time. It had been just and well-deserved. But the times after that…the screams had been deafening, and then she had felt her stomach begin to knot, and her throat tighten. She could never stop, though; she had been forced to commit crimes she wanted no part of. The maelstrom she called life was hell on earth to her. But then…it had felt easy, it came naturally, and the orders that she had been given, she had done them without hesitation. She hadn’t been born a killer—or at least she thought she hadn’t. Confrontations with guardians had made her this way, and she could never escape the life she had lead because of it. It made her angry at the world, to stop and shout, hoping someone would listen to her plights, but they never did. Who would stop for someone like her? Would anyone be able to save her—stop her? My name is Kim Jiwon, and I am a murderer.
( please note: biography isn’t available yet, but will be soon. )
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"Oh, look who’s finally awake." The con artist chuckled as he looked up at his friend before back at the music sheet infront of him. "Can’t I come see my best friend on my birthday? Come on Yi Fan, sit down, enjoy the music yeah?" He hummed, patting the empty space on the piano bench for him to sit down before his hand was gliding across the keys again.
♚ Kris chuckled slightly as he walked over to the piano and his best friend, sitting down next to the other as he watched fingers play over the black and white keys, “Shouldn’t I be the one playing music for you, Joonmyeon?” he asked the other with a raised brow, looking at the piece of sheet music that was on the stand, “Anyway, what did you want to do for you birthday?” He knew that the mafia wanted to set up a surprise birthday party for the other leader and thus the mafia leader needed to get the other out of the house for the others to do that.
"You don't have to spoil me Yifan, I'm not a kid." He laughed softly and continued to play until he reached the end of the page, then he lifted his hands off of the keyboard and turned to look at the blond. "Eh, I don't really care all that much." He said, folding up the music book infront of him before putting it down on the flat surface of the piano.
He planned to see Siyoon today — though he had nearly forgotten it was his birthday until just before he left when the guys tried to give him his presents. He told them he’d open them all when he got home and went out to meet up with Siyoon. Since the other was so busy with his job and school, he barely saw the other anymore. Well. that was going to change.
Luckily, Siyoon had just finished his evening class and was heading home. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and noticed he got a text from one of Suho’s people— Baekhyun ( Suho made sure he had contact with every single one of EXOK’s members just in case ). The student wondered why he had texted him and he checked:
from: baekhyun
↳ it's suho's birthday. just saying.
—-Oh… Well… Siyoon didn’t know that. He texted the other a simple Thank you, before he smiled slightly as he paused before looking around. Might as well buy the other some flowers right…? All he hoped was that Suho wouldn’t find him befor he could find flowers.
Suho hummed a soft tune as he walked along the path to meet Siyoon halfway. He knew the other probably wasn't expecting him, but the leader didn't care. He just needed to spend some time with Siyoon when he knew the other was free, right after his classes.
Seeing the silhouette of his boyfriend in the distance, he gave a small wave before calling out for him. "Siyoon~!"
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Suho had found himself in the mansion hours before, but he was told that Kris had been sleeping, so he decided to simply wait for the other to wake up. After awhile he simply gets bored of the television and moves towards the piano that’s in one of the rooms, playing a tune he had been practicing with Baekhyun.
♚ Kris had been having a bad week with nightmares and shit like that; however, when he woke up, which was in the late afternoon, early evening, he realized what day it was and he couldn’t help but curse— how the hell could he sleep in during his best friend’s birthday. He groaned and got out of bed and quickly changed and was about to head to the garage to only hear piano in the seating area. The mafia boss furrowed his brows and headed downstairs to only see his childhood friend, “…Yah, Joonmyeon, whatcha doing here birthday boy?”
"Oh, look who's finally awake." The con artist chuckled as he looked up at his friend before back at the music sheet infront of him. "Can't I come see my best friend on my birthday? Come on Yi Fan, sit down, enjoy the music yeah?" He hummed, patting the empty space on the piano bench for him to sit down before his hand was gliding across the keys again.
He planned to seesiyoon today -- though he had nearly forgotten it was his birthday until just before he left when the guys tried to give him his presents. He told them he'd open them all when he got home and went out to meet up with Siyoon. Since the other was so busy with his job and school, he barely saw the other anymore. Well. that was going to change.