requested: yeoshwa_
relationship: boyfriends; time traveler!mingi
word count: 2.3k
published: 07.27.20
19 june 2021
a soft pair of eyes opened, ringing buzzing through his head and eyes shaking as they tried to adjust to the new sense of pressure.
he felt suffocated, like he couldn't move, breathe, or even think. was he dead? no, he was drowning.
all of a sudden his mouth shot open as his burning lungs tried to fill themselves with air rather than the water and his arms finally unlocked from his sides as they flailed about.
his shouts were muffled and echoed throughout the endless form of torture. his tears blended with the water and the air bubbles flooded out of his mouth and to the oh-so-far away surface. his burning eyes followed their taunting presence; they were teasing him, bragging that they were filled with air and would float to the hopeful surface of life while he stayed behind, only able to scream and cry as he begged for mercy. mercy from whomever or whatever there was out there; something please help!
he couldn't remember why or how he was drowning. he couldn't remember, but he wanted it to end; so his arms found themselves parallel to his hips and his body relaxed, letting its weight finally drag him down without further struggle.
it's pointless. my mind won't fight if my body won't.
and everything went black.
07 august 2020
"what should i buy you for your birthday?"
the soft eyed boy smiled, his head tilting as he pondered. "i don't want anything, i just want to be able to spend more time with you."
time was something song mingi had learned to value in the past few months he'd gotten to actually know the younger. time was something he could try to manipulate, but in the end the manipulated will become the manipulator.
the younger scoffed, "but you do that a lot. i wanna buy you something—oh! what if when you go back, look for something that's extremely rare that i can find today!"
go back? something rare but can be found today? how is that possible? song mingi time travelled twice a week to the year 2020, 488 years from his time.
mingi was a scientist who, ironically, believed in time travel. so much so, most of his studies revolved around time travel.
now, why would he go to a year as aversive as 2020? because of one person and one person only; y/f/n. mingi had a photograph of the 20 year old; the photo was from 2020.
how did he get a photo from almost 5 centuries ago? he was doing research on the civilization and historical events that lead to the world he lives in now. typical history lesson; but when he stumbled upon an image of a boy posing with a cup of coffee and a small smile, he immediately set aside everything horrid about the year 2020 and only thought of the boy.
in a way, he had an obsession, but he knew his boundaries, especially since it was stupid to fall in love with someone who was centuries apart from himself.
but man, y/n was a very tempting human being.
mingi has found out more than he expected about the boy. he was born in november of the year 1999. he didn't know the day, he couldn't find it, but he was a few months older than him.
