 #011posted on 水曜日, 1月 27, 2016 Hi snowflakes! 2016, another year older. One step closer to a huge headache aka adulthood. Whatever, have some shots of TABINOF to make your day brighter :-)        Leave it to these two dorks to lighten my mood . 10/10 would recommend if you're a huge fan of them. ラベル: book:tabinof, otp:phan, type:otp, type:personal, type:photos In the morningposted on 金曜日, 12月 26, 2014
(toppdogg/bts!crossover) prompt, jin/jenissi
fluff,pg(?), 740 words.
Mornings are never usually dark and cold for Seokjin but it changes when he leaves the comfort of his bed. Seokjin didn't want to leave his nest made of blankets but time waits for no man and Seokjin has to fill his empty stomach. His feet on the cold floor feels like little needles and Seokjin regrets his decision. Seoul was hit by heavy rain last night. Seokjin is sure that news on the horrific weather will fill today's headline. Wait. Something seems wrong. Seokjin looks around with his eyes still half opened and scans the dark room. Something is different and he can't pinpoint it. It's either the peculiar vase of fresh flowers that was placed beside the window or the sound of pans clanging in the kitchen. Seokjin gets up from the bed and decides he'll get an answer if he finds Taeyang. Almost immediately, Seokjin finds Taeyang struggling in the kitchen. Taeyang bursts into whispers of curses when the stove did not light up. Taeyang knows more than well to not wake Seokjin up from his slumber or he will suffer the wrath and consequences once the beast has been awoken. Taeyang's little battle with the kitchen appliances makes Seokjin smile. Mornings are usually better when Taeyang and his gawkiness is around. Seokjin has a sort of aura that Taeyang can sense almost in an instant when they were close. His Seokjin alarm sets off and he turns around only to see Seokjin putting his hand over his mouth, trying so hard not to laugh at the elder. Taeyang pouts and Seokjin giggles at the man who's got flour all over his shirt. "Move aside. This is my territory," Seokjin smiles as he puts his apron on and throws a spare pink one to Taeyang. The elder's pout just grew inches longer. "I was just trying to make a surprise breakfast for you," Taeyang tries to tie his apron but his effort came to waste and he gets stuck in another big mess. Seokjin shakes his head ties Taeyang's apron for him. Though just a year younger than Taeyang, Seokjin is naturally more realiable and gentle. When they both come back from practice, Seokjin is usually the one to cook dinner. Seokjin understands that Taeyang has it tougher than him, being in a 13-member group is not an easy job. Even being in BTS has gotten Seokjin bending over backwards. But every now and then, Seokjin would convince his members to let Taeyang stay over for the night. His members were understanding and it would always be a "Yeah, sure. Just don't ruin the sofa," or "Take it easy on Jenissi hyung" and Seokjin would laugh them off and the next morning, the members would disappear to let the two spend time alone. Seokjin wonders what he has done to deserve such wonderful people as his band mates. Taeyang manages to spill some pancake batter on the floor while Seokjin was in bed and Seokjin wonders how such a small guy like Taeyang could cause this much destruction in the kitchen. "You know, pancake isn't my thing. How about scrambled eggs and hashbrowns instead," Taeyang's face lights up. Finally, something he can cook for Seokjin without making a huge mess in the kitchen. Taeyang tousles Seokjin's already messy hair and got some pancake mix stuck in it. Seokjin puffs his cheeks and hisses at Taeyang. Now he has to clean up the mess in the kitchen and his hair. The morning is not as dark and cold as it was when Seokjin woke up. The smell of coffee fills the room and the only thing brighter than the ray of sunlight is Taeyang's cheerful laughter. Taeyang chews on his food as he listens to Seokjin talk, his eyes never leaving the younger. Seokjin's cheeks are stuffed and red.Seokjin smacks Taeyang and laughs. Taeyang raises his eyebrow, his facial expression confused, as if asking Seokjin what did he do wrong. Seokjin loves mornings when Taeyang is around. The rain outside didn't bother Seokjin that much. Seokjin has something else to worry about; he can't stop falling for Taeyang. Then the chattering stops. Seokjin leans into Taeyang for a quick but sweet kiss. "And thanks for the flowers. I really liked them," Taeyang pulls Seokjin closer for another kiss. Mornings with Taeyang aren't complete without the soft kisses and the giggles that comes along with it. a/n: i just think these two would look cute together. don't mind me lol. also, taeyang aka jenissi is a year older than jin hah what a surprise 1/1 (a)posted on 水曜日, 5月 28, 2014
More often than not, Guojin would be so exhausted to the point he would cry with his eyes closed when Taehee called light's off.
Guojin's shoulders were burdened by the thought of himself anchoring the group down with his slow-paced learning. During practices, he was the only one who would be stuck at step one when the other members have miraculously made it to step 6. On days that did not favor him, Guojin would sleep with a thick book of guilt on his chest. However, on days like those there was Youngseo who would normally lighten the load. Sweet, sweet Youngseo. The younger had a keen ear for despair and a sharp nose for sorrow. He would often sniff out the misery rotting in Guojin even though when the elder had been hiding it under a layer of silence. Guojin had feelings for Youngseo but buried this incoherent emotion deep, deep down for the sake of the group and probably for his sanity too. It was 2.a.m. The night was still and the members were all asleep. Or so Guojin had thought. Guojin had been far too preoccupied by his anxieties to notice that he was sobbing quite sobs. Nor did he notice the boy who was eyeing him in the dark from the neighbouring bed. Youngseo heard the hitched and sharp breaths that seemed to come from his hyung's bed but he hesitated at first, contemplating whether it really was Guojin or just a ghost trying to spook him.
More often than not Guojin would be enveloped by a thick blanket of loneliness.
"What's wrong?" Youngseo inquired, looking up to his hyung's wet face as he was a few meters shorter. Gently, lovingly, Youngseo wiped the tears using the back of his hands. Guojin hesitated but he answered in a gruff tone which Youngseo had never heard before. "I'm just a little bothered" Guojin tugged a smile. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine" He thought giving reassurance would make Youngseo go away but it didn't work. Youngseo wrapped his arms around Guojin's thin body and buried his face into Guojin's chest. He took in Guojin's scent, a soft aroma that reminded him of home, and registered it in his head. Guojin gave in and pulled Youngseo closer.
More often than not, Guojin would feel loved.
It was rare for Guojin to feel this way. Guojin wished they would stay in that position a little longer, just a few more hours before the other members wake up would do before he would pretend nothing had happened between him and Youngseo. |