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The birds are chirping, the sun is shining, and one Choi Soobin is dying.Why the fuck did Yeonjun want to meet him in the middle of the park when it’s 95 degrees outside?! Yeonjun may like the summer vibes but he was made for indoor activities only! Watching some anime, maybe a round or two of league, a nice long nap in his air conditioned room, things like that.He glances at his phone, eyes squinted against the sun, just to see a text reading:
Sorry soobs! I’m running about 15 mins late
Soobin is going to kill him.
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Taehyun hissed as Yeonjun dabbed an alcohol soaked cotton ball over his eyebrow. It was crusty and swollen, steadily leaking blood. His knee-jerk reaction was to pull away – despite the many years he’s spent in the fighting ring – but Yeonjun’s grip on his chin prevented him from moving so much as a millimeter. It was tight and kinda hurt (he wondered if it’d leave a bruise as well) and it made Taehyun feel on edge and taken care of simultaneously. Ha, what an absurd thought. A caring bruise. He’ll talk about it with Hyuka later, he can probably psychoanalyze it.
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“Hello, welcome to Latte World! How may I help you?” Kai turns around at the sound of the bell above the door ringing. It takes a second for his brain to process what’s in front of him, but once it does, Kai’s a goner. In front of him stands a boy, a few inches shorter than him, pink fluffy hair, giant boba eyes, shiny glossy lips. As his eyes trail down he spots the warmest looking pink cropped sweater he’s ever laid his eyes on, and then rock hard abs that take kai from being a goner, to being dead.
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He felt it go cold in his hand, kept vigil until it turned gray, and yet,
Bu-dum bu-dum
He could hear it. A constant, steady thump beneath his feet, and yet,
Bu-dum bu-dum
Those eyes. They belong to no one else and yet,
Bu-dum bu-dum
Candle light glints off blood-red hair, flickering, dancing,
Highlights the curves of lips bitten raw
Footsteps against creaking wood
Bu-dum bu-dum
A feeling in his chest he thought he’d never feel again
Of giddy elation, straight from the devil
Bu-dum bu-dum
His own face crumples,
Lips stretch into a smirk
Bu-dum bu-dum
He’s back
Bu-bu-dum
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Beomgyu sits in the shade, guitar in hand. He has been free-styling little melodies, the sounds of the birds and wind the backing track, while waiting for the others to finally show up. They were supposed to meet at 5 o’clock on the quad, about 15 minutes after Yeonjun’s last class, but it was now pushing 6 and Beomgyu hasn’t gotten so much as a text from any of them.
He takes a deep breath, and keeps strumming on his guitar. If he doesn’t think too much about it, he won't panic. But still, waiting in silence can be oppressive.
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Each breath Beomgyu took condensed into a cloud in the frigid evening air. The frost cracked under his feet. His red cloak could barely keep out the chill, his arms dotted with goosebumps and his fingers going numb. None of it distracted him from the faint foot-steps behind him. Every time he slowed, they slowed, every time he sped up, they sped up. If it were not for his familiarity with his own being, with the being of these woods, he would not have noticed them.
But he must admit, they were being careful to camouflage themselves.
ha.
He smirked.
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Kai looks down from the cliff top. The water roars in his ears, constant rumbling that blocks all other sounds. The span of trees in front of him is large and never ending. He feels as though he’s all alone.
Completely isolated.
He isn't. The others will be here any moment now,
The drop is so long.
Not that it matters. He has wings, he can fly for goodness sake.
Still.
The rush of wind in his hair, the cold sting against his face, that distinct feeling of weightlessness driven by gravity’s hold.
Angel Falls is quite nice, he decides.
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The taste of iron sits heavy on his tongue.The scent is thick in his nose.Vision blurry, the edges blown out but sharp on the sight in front of him.The chaos around him is muted, unreal, it doesn’t matter in the face of his beloved sprawled across the floor,Eyes closed,Chest barely moving,A river of crimson stretching out in all directions.Something zips past his head, he had dodged it on instinct.He watches as it splatters against the ground, splinters into a million metal shards at his feet.The glint reminds him of Taehyun’s eyes.