❪ @vividusrem ❫
            ╱     coming  oUtTa  nOwhEre  but  wtf  that  is  so  FRICKIN  BABEY  TT

\   jon cUDDLES EVERYONE hes gonna do a group cuddle with his fiancée too

@vividusrem      /     b r o that’s so CUTE cue his fiancée getting slightly jealous tho—

/  surprised 

hm?     oh—     yeah.     i’m   okay.     don’t   worry   about   me,     cutie.     everything’s   fine.
            
            
            ༅   @southqueens 

closed eyes soon fluttered open once again,   teary gaze focused upon elliot just as when they typically spoke.   because he was the only thing right in their whirlwind,   traumatizing world.   because he offered and gave and loved without regret or the doubt eivan had so often carried in his heart.   no brilliance found its sunny path to his features again,   but he was no longer pressed into the tiling with fear of elliot shouting or becoming angry.   he would have been;   the joier’s tempers were short,   especially the younger they were in the family line.   “then why does it all have to be at once..?”   came his raw,   choked-back voice,   trying futilely to make sense of the tragedy in what was meant to be one of the happiest months of his life.   “why did it have to be now?”
            
            ۵     @southqueens 

at this,   his broken expression had softened,   looking less like a kicked puppy and more like someone who was finally willing to listen—   even as he felt conflicted within his own heart. “y' can't always run from your past,   dear..  it catches up with ya.  always.” he uttered words that had been spoken more than once in his own mind,   words that he had never imagined he would be saying right here,   right now—   with his love. no matter how hard he tried,   it would somehow find it's way back to him—   but he never gave up—   and now,   it was / his / turn to be there for seongmi—  / eivan /,    even if it hurt to do so.

“i  didn’t  want  you  to  know!”   he  cried,   tossing  his  head  to  the  side,   avoiding  looking  into  his  eyes  with  every  ounce  of  energy  he  had,   clenching  his  own  shut  as  he  fought  against  the  tears.   “everything that happened—   it does not matter now..   i left it behind.   / all  of  it /.   i  just  wanted  you..”
            
            
            ۵     @southqueens