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Hyun Ryu

romantic

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platonic

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Jihyun Kim

romantic

none

platonic

none

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Jumin Han

romantic

none

platonic

none

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Saeran Choi

romantic

none

platonic

none

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Saeyoung Choi

romantic

none

platonic

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Yoosung Kim

romantic

none

platonic

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Mystic Messenger playing Among Us

Posting this here because it didn’t get enough attention on TikTok

requested: by my last braincell

a/n: …….lmao I’m back i guess, hope everyone is staying safe

warnings: coronavirus and depression mention

-on the brink of insanity mod alex

Jumin

-of course he realizes the extent of the issue with the virus, but he’s one of the last employers to give his workers paid leave. 

-even so, he’s prompt to send everyone down the chain of command specific instructions for their departments and strict deadlines that they must adhere to

-this is the only thing keeping him from going insane

-hates it at home, he hates the solitude, hates being trapped, and not even Elizabeth the III is enough to keep him company

-tries to see this from a logical point of view, and uses this time to learn new things, pick up another language, take online enrichment classes… as trivial as they seem to him he still insists on doing something, anything to keep his mind sharp

-reads a lot

-starts to pick up cooking (due to his staff being under quarantine), but his cleaning skills leave something to be desired

-you can slowly start to see him slip up in the rfa groupchat, acting seemingly more relaxed…or maybe it’s closer to insanity

Jaehee

-she’ll never admit it to anyone, but she prefers being at home, even with her same amount of workload, maybe even more, but getting to set her own working hours has her smiling more, letting her take her time in the morning

-home workouts, you can’t convince me otherwise

-also reads a significant amount more! everything from dumb YA novels to nonfiction and classics, she takes full advantage of online library services 

-she doesn’t know what to do with herself after a while

-doesn’t like staying inside, but knows it’s important to do so in order to keep not only her but everyone around her safe

-she’s the one that’ll yell at the other members if they dare to step foot outside

-finally has time to take care of her previously struggling plants, and they start to thrive within a short amount of time

-grows her hair out- she knows she’ll have to cut it again once this is all over but she enjoys waking up and messing with it, feeling not only joy but also pride when her hair gets long enough to tie back into a ponytail

Yoosung

-you’d think this would be a gamers paradise, not having to go outside and being able to focus on LOLOL alone 

-wrong

-detests online classes, trudging out of bed and into his living room with muttered complaints as he logs into his schools server, ready to video chat with his teachers. Falls asleep the second class is over, most of the time falling limp to the ground in exhaustion

-self isolation… not good for him. not only does it make him more anxious than ever the threat of his parents and sisters safety on the line, but being alone for so long only capitalizes on the fear of abandonment he had felt after Rika’s death, and not getting to see his friends plunges him into a pit of depression

-struggles to do more than aimlessly do his homework and log onto LOLOL, the stress of coronavirus keeping him up and worrying

-h..he….an-he p-hhhh-animal crossing

Saeyoung

-while there has technically been no change in his physical lifestyle, there definitely has in his mental health

-how is he supposed to protect the RFA from something he can’t even see?

-this thought sends him into a panic, and his helplessness is only furthered by his lack of knowledge in general medicine. he wasn’t trained for this. 

-starts to isolate himself from the group, and bury himself in more work than ever before

-however, less people on the streets, less human activity… less clients… less victims

-for the first time in what seemed his whole life he finished everything he had for work, and this realization brought him to a crashing halt. with nothing to occupy his mind he found himself more alone than ever before, old memories and feelings from his childhood returning, flashbacks seemingly around every corner. 

-however, like Jumin, he knows he needs to keep his mind sharp and working, and finds himself talking to the man more and more as quarantine goes on, an unlikely friendship blossoming where nothing seemed to exist. 

-slowly he starts to integrate himself back into the RFA, and comes out the other end with a stronger bond with everyone. 

-occupies his newfound time with finally getting to work on his cars, even starting to build a few from scratch

-his only other serious pastime is his challenge to himself to watch the Bee Movie every day for as long as the quarantine lasts. (that and watch every sci-fi film on Netflix) 

-starts to learn how to cook… without honey buddha chips and doctor pepper

-he’s shit at it but at least he tries

Zen

-instagram live

-he feels guilty, everyone that had bought tickets to his upcoming show had to get their money refunded, the show being cancelled until further notice. 

-just out of curiosity, he tries his hand at writing down ideas for a play, a mashup of two things he’d done in the past

-what started off as a curiosity to see what would happen if he let his own imagination run with an idea instead of letting the idea run his imagination, became a hobby, writing short skits here are there, nothing more than 

-he…he - djhfks- hhhheee he tiktok he… he tiktok

-does mostly original content, using it as an outlet for his creativity, and finds it simpler than youtube (he’s not much into the production side of filming as much as he is with the creativity side of it)

-he really likes the dances though! he finds them fairly laggy and too simple in their movements, but they give him an excuse to work out and awe the lads and ladies all in one

-is forced to order a treadmill, his lack of exercise getting to him. it doesn’t make up for the fresh air he misses so dearly, but it’s something

-it takes all his strength to stop drinking, fear for his shape and physical condition stopping him from becoming a borderline alcoholic

-as much as he hates to admit it, quarantine is isolating… as it should be of course, but to him being cut off from the rest of the world was something he could barely handle

-skyping jaehee and doing home exercises together

Four

Golden hair, bright green eyes. Her first impression of Rika was angelic. The way she talked with V seemed like they had a world of their own; a world where no one was allowed. It was a beautiful sight.

Golden hair, bright green eyes. Her first impression of Rika was angelic. The way she talked with V seemed like they had a world of their own; a world where no one was allowed. It was a beautiful sight. Not everyone can have someone that would share the same interests as the other. The sight of them made her want to dream, she wanted experience the same thing with someone someday. She was that happy for them. Even if she wanted to see more works of V she decided to walk away quietly from them and back to her artworks.

She could still clearly remember that afternoon,

That same woman was in front of them right now. She still has that angelic features; her lovely, golden hair and the innocent facial features, but her emerald eyes that once bear hope was now without an ounce of sympathy, it was dark. It screams of a twisted belief that she wanted to share to other people. Something that cannot be accepted by the society, a belief one would thought they’d only see in a soap opera, or in her terms, a delusion.

Then, there was a younger man. Around Seven’s age; his younger brother. Pointing the gun at V, who was risking his life for the so called ‘savior’ of this cult. But with the situation they are in, his actions was something. She could not describe it as something romantic, or heroic. It was, crazy and unrealistic. Of course, Rika was the love of his life. He was willing to protect her at all costs, heck, he was even willing to sacrifice his sight.

For an artist, their eyes, hand and emotions were one of the most important things. Without it, they cannot create art that can bring something to this twisted world. Just the thought itself, for her, a someone who was about to lose one of the tools of trade was devastating. She had no idea what she was doing, but her body was moving towards them.

“Rika!”

Bang!

Blood, a deafening ring to her ears, her body falling on the floor. The sudden silence inside the hall.

Rika screamed, Vanderwood kicked the believers who were holding him back and V’s face that was terrified for her. She looked around the room before feeling the pressure on her right chest. It was Vanderwood, he was pleading her to stay with them, his coat pressed gently to stop the bleeding. Next there was V, and then Saeyoung trying to calm his brother.

“Keep awake, I need you to stay with us!” Vanderwood’s desperate plea made her look at him,

“Stay with us, please we need you to stay with us!” V’s trembling voice made her whimper, a lump forming in her throat. “Don’t… worry.” she managed to mumble, before completely closing her eyes.
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“Haaah… haaah!” She woke up. The same feeling of fear back in her mind. Her hands were shaking, she’s drenched in cold sweats all over her body. The thought of dying was something she couldn’t completely fathom. But at that moment she was the same as V, willing to give it all for someone they cherish.

The fairy lights in her room glowed a yellow color, the same color as her lampshade. The familiar vibe the room itself gave off made her feel at ease after having a nightmare. She made sure that her room looked like it did when she was still living in her apartment. The room was in calming color of sky blue, which she was thankful for.

It’s been months since she moved in to this unfamiliar place. Living in V’s house was something she did not expect. Although the man himself persisted so, she still feels as if she was someone who shouldn’t be here. The uneasiness started to build up again. So she switched the light on, grabbed her brushes, paints and a watercolor paper. Trying to paint away the idea that came to her.

She dipped the brush in the water, before lightly brushing at the pigment of her chosen color. Each stroke she makes on the paper was like a calming therapy for her, along with the scent of lavender oil that is wafting all over the room. Yes, this enough to calm her down.

The eyeglasses Jumin provided somehow eased the blurriness of her vision, enough to make her see what she was painting. But soon enough, it wouldn’t be enough for her. And she couldn’t do anything to stop it.

Her movements stopped when she heard whimpers coming from the other room. Maybe he was having that dream again. Ever since she moved in, he was having a nightmare for at least twice a week. She went into the kitchen to get him a glass of water before walking closer to V’s room which was next to hers.

The whimpering didn’t stop, which made her worry. She carefully opened the door, before peeking inside to see V. The dim light in his bedside table was enough to reflect the beads of sweat in his forehead. She quickly went to him, putting the glass of water aside,

“V?” She tried to wake him up gently, but him just shaking wouldn’t stop. She held his hand while trying to shake his shoulders. It had become a routine, them looking out for each other. V takes care of her needs during the day, while she takes care of him when this time of the week comes. If only she could chase that dream away, then, both of them would be alright.

“Rika… no, don’t…” she pity V so much, to have undergone such experiences himself. She tried to shake his shoulders more forcefully this time, hoping for him to finally wake up. V reached out for her hand, holding it tight as he could, as if it his only way to calm down. Seconds later, his breathing returned to normal. His expression finally calm.

She had no idea what to do; his action took her by surprise. Trying to softly get her hand out of his made him grasp it a little more.

“Don’t go…” he murmured in his sleep. In his dreams, did he thought of the hand he is holding was Rika’s? The thought itself made her a little disappointed. Even so, she decided to stay with him for the night. Taking a chair and slept there, their hands intertwined the whole night.
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The bright sunlight on the room gave it a warm glow. V woke up to the light of early morning. He found himself holding someone’s hand. He tried to make his eyes adjust to the light, before somehow seeing her even though it is only a blur. She was holding his hand tight, and she’s sleeping on a chair. He tried to remember what happened last night, until it came to him that he dreamt of the same incident that happened three months ago.

V brushed away the hair strands covering her face. He may not be able to see clearly but he can identify the dark circles under her eyes. He felt sorry for always keeping her up for weeks now, dreaming of the same thing again and again.
She looked uncomfortable in the position she was in, yet he could tell she was sleeping peacefully.

It was always like this. He wasn’t sure if he can carry her into her bed next room, especially without his cane. V thought of only one thing. He gently lifted her so that she can sleep in his bed, tucking her in his blanket, he was worried at first that it would smell of him.

As soon as she lay down she immediately reached for the pillow. Seeing her sleeping form made V felt at ease. She has her mouth agape, his spare pillow between her legs while she hugged the beige duvet. It’s been almost three months since she moved in, and the way he feels about her was making him confused. V knew that she was somehow like Rika, and staying with her made him feel scared at times. But those worries immediately come and go; she’s stable, calm and even most of the time rational and logical, yet she still knew how to perfectly have empathy.

His eye surgery was scheduled the next week, and it is making him anxious and at the same time excited. But, she was there to reassure that things will be fine. Truth be told he never saw her face clearly, and he wanted to so bad. He wanted to see the angel that saved his life, and to see the world with her.

His thoughts were abruptly stopped when the doorbell rang. Reaching for his gray cardigan on the headboard, V stood up and went to the front door, wondering who might visit them early in the morning. Good thing his house didn’t have any stairs, or else it would become a problem for him. just as he was about to turn the knob and open the front door, he heard footsteps coming near him. She was running towards the front door. Her hair tied in a messy bun while her eyeglasses was tilted on the side.

“Good morning V!” she greeted him, “Um, sorry but I was expecting Saeyoung today.” She held his arm for her dear life, she was panting. A sight quite new for V. “I don’t look too presentable right now, but… haha. Could you talk to him for a while…? I’ll go wash my face first, just wait!” She said, before he could protest, she was already looking at his eyes. V was hesitant to tell her ‘no,’ after all, it’s only been three months of not being able to talk at all to Saeyoung, this would be the first time to meet him.

He wasn’t sure if he would be able to face him or to tell him he is sorry, that he never intended for things to happen that way, all he could do was to look down to his feet. She must have been able to see the hesitant and troubled look on his face. She squeezed his arm gently, urging him to look into her eyes. V looked at her, she gave him a warm smile.

“It’s okay, I know you’re scared. But I think it is time for you to talk to each other. Everything will be fine, Jihyun. But, if you still cannot, just call me.” She reassured, before walking back to her room to wash her face and comb her hair. Those words were enough to push him to open the door and face his ‘younger brother’.

Saeyoung greeted him with his goofy smile, V could feel getting teary eyed. The way this boy smiled at him was like when he used to before the whole incident happened. They stood at the doorway for a few minutes, before another man with a bleached hair stood behind Saeyoung.
Seeing Saeran after what happened at the Mint Eye made him froze in place. He did not know what to do. He still felt guilty about what has happened to the both of them. He couldn’t help but–

“Good morning!” her voice cut through their little moment. She stood beside V, her smile making them all break into ones as well.

“… hello,” Saeran greeted shyly, his eyes were still the color of Mint. V had asked them to go inside. It was without a doubt that their atmosphere was still awkward, despite (Name) and Saeyoung’s desperate attempt to break it down.

She had asked Saeran to help her make breakfast, V knew that it was to give him and Saeyoung a chance to talk. Although he was not sure if it was the right time to talk, especially when they have yet to have their breakfast. Silence filled the entire living room, all they could hear was the chirping of the birds and the talking from the kitchen. V cleared his throat, he really has no idea how to start. He has a lot to say, but he does not know where to start.

“Saeyoung.” He tried to start, but the words were once again stuck in his throat. He found himself acting funny, his desperate attempt to apologize to Saeyoung was making him embarrassed. Although, he promised (Name) that he’ll try to become more open to his feelings and be dependent to others around him, he found it never easy to do so. but she was always there to reassure him that everything would be fine, but this time he should do it alone.

Saeyoung’s golden eyes were fixed on him, and V could feel it. He decided to be honest, to just say whatever he has to say,
“Saeyoung, I’m sorry.” He started off, his body facing towards him, “To be honest, I don’t think I still have the right to talk to you, or to Saeran. After what I did, I thought at that time that it was the right thing to do, to keep it from all of you from hurting. I understand that things have never been easy for the both of you. I can never apologize enough, I have so many things to apologize, for failing to take care of you and Saeran, for failing to becoming a responsible head of the RFA, and for even failing to protect all of you.” V finally said, “But, if possible, I want to start with all of you again, I know it will never be the same, I don’t even know if you can still forgive me, if I you don’t, then I understand too. It’s a karma I deserve, I created a secret I couldn’t control, and this is where it has brought me, to be honest, I don’t even know how to ask for your forgiveness.”

“Forgiving, hyung is not an easy thing to do…” Saeyoung finally responded. V was looking on the floor, unable to look straight into Saeyoung’s face. He had no courage to face him. he was once more afraid, but he took a risk. He decided to ask for forgiveness, now it was up to Saeyoung.
“Just like you, I took a risk. After all, you still did save us. Things might not have gone as planned. A part of me had already forgiven you, but right now, if you ask for complete forgiveness, it might take some time. But we all wanted to start again together.” He said, of course. Saeyoung was right, it made V happy. Healing does take time.

V, felt his heart more overwhelming with warmth and happiness.

“Thank you… thank you.”

My second contribution to the @2019loveforallseasonsproject~

I did a collab with the wonderful @lokiiwood based on their lovely fic Chestnuts & Lanterns

It’s a beautifully fluffy fic that will leave you all warm inside~

Be sure to check it out!

Chestnuts & Lanterns - Zen/Reader

Long overdue, but here is my one moth late gift for my own birthday. God gave me the power of art to indulge myself like this, enjoy ( ´ ▽ ` )

Hello Zen Nation did you miss me :)

The things he does to my heart