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2ofswords · 4 years

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daniil learning more about town-on-gorkhon and how to live in it? trying to find a sense of home...

I got a bit carried away, so it is under a cut! Also I sure hope the story still fits the prompt... Thank you for it either way, I had a fun time writing this! ^^

The bartering in the town had always struck Dankovsky as a bare necessity. Sure, there seemed to be a tradition woven around it, but those were usually created to elevate a purpose. In a town torn from the rest of the country and dependant on regular trains, one had to rely on community in times of delay and the method of trading established such a network for basic needs quite smoothly. The days of plague showed as much albeit with a morbid connotation. One simply couldn't call children trading you morphine for needles the height of community values. Still he always imagined the tradition not to disappear but to… subdue. Yet, as always, his hypothesis was proven wrong and people cheerily bartered their sugar for meat the moment the trains continued their delivery. At first, continuing was more of a habit than anything else. There were still some raisins left in his pockets and Dankovsky himself never really had that much love for the small treats. The children were less enthusiastic about them as well, but he didn’t really need the soap they gave him, anyway. Then he remembered the beetles he had kept in his cabinet at Stillwater. An emergency stash he told himself, yet many such emergencies appeared and not a single insect left the house, unless as small tokens he uselessly carried around. A small sentimentality, reminding him that something beside the plague-ridden hell scape exists. Not that it actually mattered in the long run and now… Now he needed to move and the beetles… they would be hard to explain. So they had to go.

Finding a kid that would take them wasn’t very difficult. One of the small children wondered in awe at the collection, starstruck eyes staring at the delicate creatures while her fingers carefully danced over them and Daniil couldn’t help but notice the pull in his gut guiding his memory to times that had died long before his arrival in town. A happy and childish pounding, that broke his concentration long enough to not notice the kid question at first. “I asked, what you want for it.” “Oh… Um…” Maybe he should have thought about that. “You can just keep them. If you like them, they might be in good hands after all. Maybe add some to the collection. Or categorize them, that should probably be done…” The frown that graced her face signalled that his answer wasn’t quite adequate. Yes. This was still about tradition where trust in an equal trade was valued. One cannot disturb the children’s beetle and nut economy without repercussions, after all. “I have to give something back. I have to give you a part of my endurance after all. People say I have so much of it and I can hold my breath longest. Shall I show you?” “I believe you, it is fine. You do not need to… you are competing about holding your breath?” “U-huh. And I still have plenty of it until I reach second place. You seem like you could need some of it.” “… getting out of breath less often sound’s tempting.” He is getting too old for this and he still has a meeting with Burakh and Rubin in the afternoon. Now that the worst is over, he had proposed to take stock of the more harmless illnesses in town to order medicine, that hadn’t expired decades ago. “So you still have to say what you want. Aren’t you too young to always forget what I’m saying? Did the plague get to you?” “Watch your tongue, or you might really need that breath of yours.” “No need to get so defensive, old man. Geez. Don’t they teach you any manners?” Do they teach anyone manners? If someone ever bothered it didn’t have anything to do with the children in town. “So what do you have to give, little brat.” “Hm…” The child crossed her legs while contemplating the business deal. “I have a loaf of bread, I guess. These are a lot of beetles after all…”

A loaf of bread is acceptable. Or so it seemed, until he opens his mouth and noticed, how small exactly the arm was, that held the box of beetles protectively in her lap. How loosely the little dress hung from her body. A loaf of bread would sound fantastic, while he was starving or when there wasn't enough time to reach any of the stores. But this isn’t the case and he isn’t exactly in need of bread. “So do we have a deal or not?” He should close his mouth. Or better yet answer the question. “How about… you give me something else.” He couldn’t possibly take anything from a starving child. Shouldn’t. Ever, yet he had done so too many times. This has to stop, he shouldn’t be even considering it. He is a scientist and as far as he is concerned exploiting children wasn’t in the job description. “How about… a story.” Children like stories, right? They must be valuable in some way. “I mean”, he adds quickly, “the needs of our mind are as important as the basic needs of our body. So I demand you to accommodate my craving for… more intellectual affairs.” “I mean… sure. If you want to… grandpa.” At this point this kid was just testing his endurance. Motivating breathing exercises might also be a way to increase its capacity. “I do.” Her eyes wandered to the box and then back to Dankovsky. “I mean. Sure. Then let me tell you a story…”

He thought nothing of the trade at first. His beetles did after long last find their rightful heir. One objective cleared. Time to indulge in more important affairs. That belief lasted until evening, when he found one of the kids lurking at his doorstep. “Are you the doctor that trades in stories?” “I am the doctor. Are you hurt, is everything alright?” “Look, my friend has gotten himself a splinter in the foot! Walked on some wood, when we were trying to… ah never mind. Anyway, we –“ “Lead the way.” “- we only need some tweezers, but our shop didn’t have any to sell!” “I can remove the splinter. It’s a simple enough procedure and even a small wound needs to be properly disinfected.” “I don’t have anything on me. Maybe one of the buttons, but I only have three of them left. So I thought…” “It’s fine.” But it probably isn’t because everyone seems hell-bent on losing every small trinket in their possession. Does anyone even wear the charms that are made, they seem to change hands on a daily basis. “You can tell me the story while we are on our way. If it is a good one, I might not even tell your parents about it.” The child’s face lit up. “Then buckle up, because I do have a good one.”

The next day turned out to be a complete and utter mess. A mess made of excited whispers whirling hands frantically signing what words cannot convey and a lot of sugar filled food leaving his hands. “So. There once was this boy, who had a small wolf cub as his half …” “And then I saw this monster in the steppe! Not the Shabnak but an even bigger one!” “The bull talked! I swear it did!” “My granddad used to sew, you know, so I had a few needles at hand. And the guy really deserved it, so we –“ “Then a giant wave pulled us out of the facet and we all sat at the stairs, we were so surprised!” At some point in the afternoon he had to stock up on cookies and apples just to gain something to trade away. Utter nonsense. He should’ve demanded this madness to stop. The children were barely giving him enough space to move from place to place and their constant chatter did become… grating. Yet there he was, more sweets in hand, while his next unusual costumers were already waiting right before the shop. Do these brats even know, that he isn’t a walking garbage dispenser? Still. The thought about turning them away seemed just as wrong at this point. He was knee deep in this mess already. Might as well swim. And some of these stories were charming really. Somehow everyone seemed to have swallowed a poet whole and considering the local medicine that might not be that much off from the truth… Still. The constant talking was annoying. Distracting, really, a major inconvenience at best. Yet it was oddly charming to observe their desperate tries to up one another as if they expected Dankovsky to pull a secret cake out of his coat that only the best storyteller could get. They were trying. Inspiring one another, forming a chain of developing fantasies that were quite unreal – and quite frankly useless – but cheerful and… lively.

“There you are. I was looking for you.” “Aren’t you all?”, he answered before turning and noticing Clara leaning against a nearby building. Her smile was as knowing as ever. She couldn’t possibly look into other peoples minds, right? Of course not, utter rubbish. These story’s must have gotten to him after all. “What do you want?” “They say, you are giving out free candy.” “It’s not free. And if that is all, you might want to be on your way.” Of course she is following when he turns on his heels and tries to be on his way. “So, I have a story for you.” “I guessed as much.” He doesn’t even have to look at her to know she is pouting. When he finally does, she seems as happy as ever though. “There once was a prince who was locked outside of his house. When he wandered through the garden, he spotted a flower more gorgeous and beautiful then all of the rest. But the flower grew too large and everything that fell under his shadow withered and died away.” “That must have been quite the flower.” “Shh. I’m talking. So they send for a gardener, even if the prince had loved his flower very dearly. So he gave the flower his heart in order to protect it, when the time had come.” Ah. So that is where this was going. Charming. “And did he manage to save it?” “Of course not! What could a prince have done against the gardener’s shears? So the flower was destroyed and when it shattered the princes heart broke with it.” “… that isn’t a nice story. It doesn’t even have a satisfying conclusion.” “That is because the story isn’t over and you keep interrupting! Anyway, when the prince was left alone in the garden, he tore out the pieces of his heart and buried them into the ground for no one to see. He thought he had hidden it for good, but then it started raining and the pieces of his heart grew tine little stems and, slowly but surely, began to grow out of the ground.” By now they arrived at his doorstep. For a minute Dankovsky contemplated to invite the girl in. But that seemed a bit too forward. So he grabbed a small bag of sweets and some of the dried meat he had bought for himself. Who even knew how long Clara had lurked around town and when she really ate the last time. “So…”, this was getting uncomfortable. And quite frankly, ridiculous. “What did sprout out of the ground after all.” Her grin widened. “How about you tell me? I would trade to hear the end of that story.” “Hm… very well.” When he opened the door and looked back, Clara was already gone. Sighing he entered his own house and close the noise behind him. The town was still recovering, yet at this very day at least around the Bachelor it seemed to be filled with laughter, dreams and a future, where anything could be overcome with the right anecdote in mind. A piece of meat for a smile wasn’t such a bad trade after all. Still not a bare necessity… but something different. There was not really anything new to be heard. Not a real discussion no real bond to every single child who tried to steal his precious time. Still, there was meaning in a word spoken at the right space and time. There was meaning in the act of building sky castles together. Maybe he had once again underestimated the local custom.

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subtlerain · 6 years

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BTS Reaction → Being protective at an awards show

Maknae line ♥ Hyung line

Request: “Hey love, can you do a BTS reaction of them being protective of their s/o at an awards show?”

A/N: This is the second part! I posted the Hyung Line earlier today so be sure to check that out too! Thank you for the support!

(Also, sorry these are so long? I feel like reactions are supposed to be shorter, but I guess that’s not a bad thing!)

Ask/requests ♥ Masterlist

→ Park Jimin

You clutched your cue card to your chest, waiting intently for your time to go on stage. You glanced at the Idol standing next to you. He was a solo artist, and very famous. You had never presented at an award show before, nevertheless at one of Asia’s largest. You smoothed down the fabric of your tight-fitting dress, pulling at a strand of your hair. You saw your co-presenter looking at you and you smiled, feeling nervousness crawl up your back.

Applause filled the arena, and you were given the cue to go. All of a sudden, the Idol beside you grabbed your hand, linking your arm in his before marching on stage. You were a little confused at the action, but instantly focused as the bright lights shone on the two of you.

Your boyfriend Jimin had been ecstatic that you were going to be presenting, and he waited eagerly from his spot with his other members. His heart beat faster as he saw you emerge on the stage, a pleasant smile spreading over your face. You looked beautiful, and he wasn’t surprised to find that you looked just as good in the dark blue dress as he thought. However, his stomach instantly dropped as he saw your arm linked around the Idol beside you.

Although he knew it was irrational, he felt anger pump through his body, amplified each time your co-presenter would look at you.

Soon enough, your speech introducing the group performing was over, and Jimin watched as you headed off stage, standing up abruptly as he thought he saw the Idol’s hand on the small of your back.

Ignoring the questions from his other members, Jimin rushed backstage, telling security that he had to see his girlfriend. He sped backstage, stopping when he heard the sound of your laugh that he so loved through one of the doors. He peeked through the open dressing room, where you and the Idol were standing, taking your mics off. Jimin narrowed his eyes as the Idol stepped closer to you, his body language giving off a hidden agenda that made Jimin sick.

Jimin opened the door, placed his hands on your hips and spun you around, crashing your lips to his. You were taken aback by this, slightly gasping onto his soft lips.

Jimin broke the kiss, brushing back a piece of your hair and smiling down at you, “Babe, you did so well!”

You smiled back at your boyfriend, sending him a slightly confused look. “U-uh thanks Jimin, I was very nervous.” Jimin smiled at you before pulling you into a hug, finally looking at the idol who was staring at the two of you, wordless.

“Ah, you did very well too. But I can help my girlfriend with her mic, thanks.” Jimin said pleasantly to the idol, noticing how his face was now red with slight embarrassment.

The Idol left without a word and Jimin pulled you back from the hug, resting his hands on your shoulders. You looked up at him questionably. “Sorry Y/N-ah, he was driving me crazy.”

You tilted you head at him, “Why? He just helped me with presenting the award…he’s very nice.” You said, looking up at him.

Jimin kissed your lips again, “I have no doubt he’s nice, but the way he was looking at you was unacceptable.” Jimin pouted. “I didn’t want him to try anything, so I rushed back here to protect you.”

You scoffed as you rested your head on Jimin’s chest. “I don’t need protecting, ChimChim.” You said, his chest vibrating as he laughed at the nickname.

Jimin pulled you back, ruffling you hair as he kissed your nose. “I am your boyfriend and therefore I will protect you, just as you would do for me.” You giggled, your heart beating faster at his sweetness. His eyes darkened for a second, “And you look way too good in that dress…”

→ Kim Taehyung

“Tae! Oh my gosh you guys looked so good!” You exclaimed as your boyfriend emerged from backstage with the rest of his members, water bottle in hand.

He beamed as he saw you, wrapping an arm around your waist, “Aw, thank you for coming, baby.” He said as he kissed your cheek, his body warm against yours.

BTS had just performed as the last performance of the night, ending the award show with an exciting group of talented boys. You smiled up at your boyfriend as he kissed your nose, handing his mic to someone off stage.

The rest of the members were going to the afterparty, but after months of practicing for their comeback, Taehyung had hardly seen you, and opted to spend the rest of the night with you.

“Wait, before we go, I want to say goodbye to Joy!” You said, remembering that you wanted to wish your idol friend goodbye before leaving with Tae. You hurried down the hallway, making sure not to step on your long flowing dress as you walked past a group of rookie idols.

You didn’t notice how they stared at you as you walked past, but Taehyung sure did.

He narrowed his eyes slightly as he saw the group of boys turn around and gawk at you, whispering things he didn’t want to know in each others ears. You were gorgeous of course, and the two of you had been named the “most beautiful couple” among idols. Taehyung felt his blood boil as he confirmed his thoughts by hearing one of the boys say your name accompanied by a set of words that made his fists clench in anger.

Teahyung then saw you emerging from your friend’s dressing room, a happy smile plastered on your face as you walked back towards your boyfriend. Just as you passed the group of boys, Taehyung speed-walked to you, grabbing your waist and dipping you into a deep kiss.

You gasped at his sudden action, fully aware of the people that just saw this extremely dramatic and uncalled-for move.

Taehyung opened his eyes as he brought you back up, making intense eye contact with the rookie idols as they started wide eyed at him, now aware that he had heard everything they said about his girlfriend.

“Tae? What-“ You questioned, but were cut off by Teahyung pulling you protectively against his hard chest.

“Don’t worry guys, you’ll find someone someday. But just a word of advice, many idols aren’t as nice as me when they hear another man talking about their girlfriend like that, so I would advise you not to do anything like that again.” He said simply, his eyes not leaving their stunned faces.

The boys quickly broke into deep bows, offering their deepest apologies as Taehyung led you out of the stage door briskly.

“Oh my god. I cannot believe you just did that.” You said as you broke from your boyfriend’s tight grasp

“Well, I did. I’m usually quite passive, but the nerve of those boys sent me off. I couldn’t let it go.” He said as he looked at you, a small smile playing at his lips.

“Taehyung…” You started, your cheeks flushing. Maybe some girlfriends would be embarrassed, but his gesture made your heart thump faster in your chest, the man before you seeming more attractive than ever. “To put it simply, that was freaking hot.”

Taehyung seemed slightly surprised at your statement, before smirking and kissing you on the lips again. “You’re all mine Y/N. I won’t let anyone forget that.”

→ Jeon Jungkook

“Alright, let’s go through it once more then.” Your leader said, standing up and walking to the centre of the room. You let your stylist finish applying your lip gloss before you stood up yourself, joining the other five girls in the dressing room. The space was small, but your leader wanted you to practice before your stage rehearsal.

A staff member turned on your music and you all got into position. You danced, trying your best to remember all the last minute tips given to you by your choreographer. The only issue was, you had hurt your ankle in practice, and it was still sore now. You winced through your smile as you got to the dance break, you being the centre of attention. When it got to your solo, you fumbled out of your step, pain shooting through your ankle.

“Y/N!” Your leader shouted, singling to stop the music. “What’s up with you today?” She asked, stress apparent on her face. This was going to be your second performance since your debut stage.

“I’m sorry, it’s my ankle. It still hurts and I-“ You stuttered.

“Y/N!” She huffed, “We told you to rest! What were you thinking…” She said, furrowing her brow along with your other members.

“I-I’m sorry. I just wanted to have this dance down…” You said as you stood up, feeling fear in the pit of your stomach.

“Well just…figure it out.” She said dismissively.

Without a word more, you left the room, not caring what your other bandmates said about you. You were the maknae, the youngest of your group. You were good at singing and dancing, not to mention a very good visual. In the song you were performing tonight, you were centre a lot, and you didn’t want to let everyone down.

You felt tears brim at your eyes as you rushed backstage, trying to find your boyfriend’s dressing room. The halls were quite empty, as all of the idols were getting ready.

You finally found his change room, softly knocking on the door. A staff member opened, and you heard the chaos from the inside, instantly regretting your decision. The staff looked at you and you heard voices asking who it was from inside.

“Actually, no, it’s okay.” You said to her quietly, starting to turn around. This wasn’t Jungkook’s issue, you had to sort it out by yourself. She furrowed her brows at you, as she obviously knew who you were and why you were here.

You heard your boyfriend ask who it was and you turned away quickly. “Y/N!” He shouted and you heard his footsteps run after you.

You kept your back turned to him, not wanting him to see the tears in your eyes. He stepped around you, now standing in front. “Hey…” He said softly, bringing your chin so you could look at him. You instantly felt bad as you saw he was half-ready, his bare face and slightly-wet hair clinging to his face. His eyes were laced with worry as he looked at you.

“Kookie…” You started. All of a sudden you broke into tears, not being able to control yourself.

Jungkook wrapped you in a hug, wrapping his arms around your waist protectively. “Shhh, baby.” He whispered into your ear. “Tell me what’s wrong and I’ll fix it.”

You looked up at him, tears still running down your face. “My ankle…I hurt it while I was practicing last week and it hurts now and we’re about to perform and I’m the golden member and I can’t let everyone down becaus-“

Jungkook placed his finger on your lips, instantly making you stop talking. “Y/N. You’re being irrational. I know it seems bad now, but everything will be okay. You just need to calm down and focus on healing your ankle. Your performance is still not for a couple hours, so if you keep off your foot you should be fine.” He consoled.

You nodded wiping the tears from your eyes. “I know…It’s just, they were scolding me for being dumb, treating me like a child.”

Jungkook laughed, “You are a baby…” He commented.

“I’m only two years younger than you!” You retorted, laughing. Jungkook breathed out softly as he took in your beautiful smile, the one he needed so much.

Without a moment to lose, he wrapped his hand around your waist and marched you back to your dressing room. When he opened the door, your other members turned to look at you, surprise on their faces as they saw your boyfriend at your side.

“I’m really sorry guys, but Y/N needs to rest her ankle. I’m going to take her to get ice and she can rest in my dressing room while you guys practice. I’ll make sure she gets back in time for your final rehearsal.” Jungkook stated, confidence in his voice.

“U-Uh…okay, as long as Y/N gets better.” Your leader said, smiling at you.

You bowed at them, “Thank you guys, I’m sorry, I will make sure I do well tonight.” You flashed them a smile as you turned around, leaning on Jungkook for support as you closed the door behind you.

“Thank you Kookie. I didn’t mean to take you away from getting ready, you guys are way more important…” You said, looking down.

Jungkook abruptly stopped. “Are you kidding me?”

You looked at him, confusion in your eyes, “What?”

“Y/N, the thought of you in agony because of your ankle makes me sick. I’m even angrier at your group members for making you practice when they knew you were hurt. Nothing is more important than you.” He said, his deep brown eyes looking into yours gently.

You felt a blush take over your cheeks as you looked away, his protective attitude making you flustered. “Jungkook…you really don’t have to worry…”

“Nope sorry, that’s my job. I signed up for that when I asked you to be my girlfriend.” He smiled down at you, his eyes shining. “Now, let’s get you all fixed up.”

Without missing a beat, Jungkook leaned down and picked up up, bridal style.

“J-Jungkook!” You protested, your cheeks reddening at his action.

“I don’t wanna hear it Y/N. I’m taking you back to the dressing room and not letting you leave my side until you feel better. I love you too much to put anything in front of that.” He said as he carried you down the hallway, your heart beating out of your chest as you thanked the world for your wonderfully silly boyfriend.

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warmau · 7 years

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAA PLSPLSPLS WRITE VIXX HYUNGLINE FOR THE NEIGHBOR AU TOO i love ur writing thank u for always working so hard 💝💝💝

woo thank you for reading my writing!!!!! it means the entire world to me~~find the younger line (here)

Hakyeon

everything is tidy, everything costs more than your entire life savings, everything is color coordinated to go with this soft lilac aesthetic and his storage space in the basement of the apartment building is full of artisan scented candles that’s why his apartment always smells like literally. heaven

im serious,,,,,,,he is a candles person like look at him,,,,,

and most of the kids in your building are convinced small woodland creatures help him get dressed in the morning or something because he looks like a prince that came alive straight out of a movie??? plus he just gives off this really regal, dignified air

it’s hard to imagine that he’s just living life like all of us ordinary people like,,,,,,,,,,,

has a parakeet for a pet that he named chamomile,,,,,like after the flower,,,,,,,like how cute

likes to play ambient instrumental music when he’s cooking or cleaning and he’ll sway to the music and hum ,,,,,,, has a personalized apron that was a gift from his mom like,,,,,,please

nags at all his other friends who are living alone because,,,,,,,do they not own feather dusters???? they don’t use coasters??????

“um i know your shoes are off but where are your slippers hyuk ive bought you like 5 pairs already-”

you know hakyeon because you live next door to each other, but also you’ve run into him at the same home economics store like a hundred times and he’s always in the candles section which you think is really adorable

like here is this tall, beautiful looking man getting overly excited about candles,,,,,,like it just always makes you smile when you see him

and you actually have a date tonight with someone you’ve liked since,,,,,forever and you finally had the courage to ask them out and they’re coming for dinner

and as you’re preparing you’re like OOO i should get a candle for the table,,,,,,,but sadly you have none - BUT there is someone who can totally help you out

and when you knock on hakyeon’s door he more than gladly lends you a candle and he’s like “are you finally getting into them like me??” and you’re like “hmmm,,,,,,you could say that,,,,,,”

and you put it on the table, planning to light it when your date shows up,,,,,,,,but,,,,,,an hour passes

than two

and you realize as the clock hits 10 pm and your hungry stomach is growling that the person isn’t coming,,,,and you check your phone for absolutely no messages

and you sit at the table and put your head down on it and sigh because this always happens, you get your hopes up and they come crashing down around you

and you look up and see the candle and you’re like “might as well return this.” so you drag yourself up and knock on hakyeon’s door again

and he answers with a smile that turns to a frown when he sees you standing there, dejected and you’re like “i,,,,,,ended up not needing it.”

and hakyeon is like looking at you and just from the saddness written over your face he can tell,,,,,,,,,,that this candle was meant to be shared with someone,,,,,,but that didn’t happen

and quietly he asks if you might want to talk about it, but you just shrug your shoulders and you’re like “there’s nothing to say, they just,,,,,,didn’t show up.” and hakyeon is like “maybe something came up-” and you laugh sadly and you’re like “i think,,,,,,they just stood me up.”

and hakyeon makes a face and is like “well then, they must be out of their minds. but that makes sense.” and you look up at him and he’s like “well,,,,,,,,let’s just say if you asked me to dinner i wouldn’t make you wait number one and i wouldn’t make you cook for me, i’d be thankful to invite you over and cook for you! i’d have to be the one doing the impressing, i’d feel so lucky to have gotten someone like you to say yes to me.”

and you’re staring at him,,,,,,,in shock because no one has ever said something so flattering to you and you’re like in your head like he’s just trying to cheer you up it doesn’t mean anything

and you try to smile and you’re like “,,,,thank you,,,,,,,if only everyone was like you,,,,,,,,” and hakyeon steps to the side and is like

“no one is like me, but im serious. come in and let me impress you, if you’re ok with having that date with me instead?”

and for a moment you’re like,,,,,,is this,,,,,,,seriously happening?

and hakyeon is smiling, showing you the candle and with a wink he’s like “we can even light this too!”

and you suddenly blush,,,,, looking away and hakyeon is like “it’s ok if you feel uncomfortable, i won’t push you to sta-”

but your stomach is like please,,,,,,feed me,,,,,,,but also,,,,,,,like hakyeon???? inviting you???? to a dinner date?????? did fate arrange this or something,,,,,did getting stood up just turn into the best thing ever????

and that’s exactly what happens you find yourself seated at hakyeon’s dinner table and he’s like “pardon my humble choice of cooking instant meals,,,,,,,im not that good,,,,,,at cooking”

and you’re like “it’s fine, im impressed either way.” and hakyeon laughs at your little joke and he’s like “is it the candle that got you?”

and you’re like “maybe, but also,,,,,,,,,,,,it’s hard not to be impressed when i just,,,,,well ,,,,,,,look at you”

and hakyeon sits back and touches his face and he’s like “really? well,,,,i knew i wasn’t bad looking but im glad it worked on you~”

and you’re like “hakyeon, not to be blunt but it works on EVERYONE”

and hakyeon laughs again, but this time you can see him clear his throat in slight embarrassment and oh my god YOU just made the GREAT hakyeon blush

and you get giddy eating your instant dinner and hakyeon is just like “when i see the person who stood you up, i might just throw this candle in th-”

and you’re like no no don’t do that,,,,,but oh my god who knew such savagery lay beneath such a handsome face

hakyeon: ;)

Taekwoon

simple, no games, grey and white patterned everything

pictures of his family and of his nephew in frames on his desk and hanging up on his wall

doesn’t,,,,,,,,,,,,,have a tv??????? how does he entertain himself?????

really big bookshelf though,,,,,he really likes to read. has recently gotten into composing so he bought himself a keyboard and a program for his laptop but he isn’t really sure how to go about it just yet

has like (1) painting in his house that his friend ken made for him and taekwoon isn’t even sure,,,,,like,,,,,,what it is,,,,,,,,but ken specifically did it in black and white so it would fit what he calls “taekwoon’s aura” and so taekwoon hung it up,,,,,,like near his bathroom,,,,,,,not somewhere everyone could see it

the most updates appliance in his entire apartment: his fridge. just got a new one because the old one didn’t have an ice-maker

doesn’t like magnets but his nephew’s photo has to be in every room so he got a magnet just to put up a photo on his fridge,,,,,,,best uncle taekwoon tbh

sings in the shower

and of course: has a cat. named it leo,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh the irony

and so you know him,,,,because you guys live on the last floor of the building and it’s a lot of stories up so when you take the elevator together it’s MEGA awkward because it takes a good 5 min to get up to the last floor and neither of you ever say anything

until one day you decide,,,,,hey maybe you’ll try making conversation but of all the things to talk about you like bring up something super random and you’re like “what’s your opinion on,,,,,,,,cats? i think dogs are a bit better as a pet,,,” and taekwoon just looks you dead in the eyes and is like “i have a cat.”

and the door opens and he walks out and you’re like OH MY GOD REALLY OUT OF ALL THE THINGS YOU SAID YOU DONT LIKE CATS AND HE HAS ONE LIKE ARE YOU SERIOUS WHAT THE HE-

and from that moment on you cannot. get in the elevator with him

like you see him coming and you pretend to go back to your mailbox or you just look at your phone and hope he just leaves without you

and usually he does until one day he holds the elevator open and he’s like “it’s here, you should come in.”

and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,right. yep

and you’re like why the HELL do i live on the highest floor i could have taken the stairs but it would have killed me

and as you’re going up, thinking about how horrible the situation is you suddenly hear taekwoon go “did you ever get the dog?” and you look over to him and you’re like ,,,,,,,,um,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,what

but then you remember and you’re like “i,,,,,no i didn’t. i want to, but,,,,,,i don’t know.”

and taekwoon is silent again and you’re like i messed up. it’s over for good now

until you get to your floor and he’s like “you can come and see my cat. she’ll make you change your mind. cats are great.”

and you’re like ?????? is he inviting me over

and taekwoon opens his door and holds it and is like “if you’d like, you can come.” and you’re like um,,,,,well ok,,,,,,i suppose

and his cat is really pretty,,,,,,all white fur and blue eyes and she takes kindly to you, weaving between your legs curiously and you lean down to let her sniff you before petting her

and taekwoon comes over and he’s like “you can hold her.” and he picks her up effortlessly and you stretch out your arms to take her and she’s so,,,,,,,warm

and you’re smiling because she’s so cute and you look at taekwoon and you’re like “she’s so calm, i thought cats didn’t like being held”

and you go back to the cat and taekwoon watches and the corner of his mouth pulls up a bit

and you have to go after a while and taekwoon says goodbye, and for the first time he also adds on a “make sure to eat.”

and it gives you the confidence then over the weekend to knock on his door and you’re just sheepishly like hey,,,,,,im going to the animal shelter today to pick out a,,,,,,,,kitten,,,,,,,,,wanna come?

and you think he might turn you down but he nods so fast and returns in 1 min with his jacket and keys

and you two have fun with all the kittens together and,,,,,,,,,,,,,it’s basically a first date because afterwards taekwoon pays for the cat food for you new pet and c’mon only potential boyfriends would do that hEY

Ken

how,,,,,,,has he survived this long? no one knows

his apartment doubles as his art studio,,,,,and let’s just say it’s more obvious to be an artists studio than it is to be humanly inhabited as an apartment

im talking canvases everywhere, paint evERYWHERE, pencils and pens scattered on the floor and stuck into mugs that are sTILL full of coffee

when ken sleeps, he sleeps on the floor right beside whatever he’s working on and yes a couple of times he’s rolled himself over a drying painting and ended up waking up covered in stains

had to walk around with a big blob of green on his cheek for a good three hours until hongbin came over and was like “what,,,,,,is on your face?”

likes to party and drink, at other peoples houses with other people or by himself with his art

hakyeon once told him to maybe get some decorations so ken picked a flower from the street and stuck it into an empty wine bottle and was like “wa-la,,,,,,,,,,,flower in a vase”

hakyeon smack his hand against his face so loud the Whole world can hear it

probably walks around his apartment fully naked like that’s the Most Normal thing

and one night,,,,,,,,,drunk painter ken ends up forgetting his keys (of course) and so to get into his home he needs to climb the fire escape

and he’s 100% sure he’s climbing it up to the open window of HIS living room

but instead he goes head first onto a carpet,,,,,,and he doesn’t have a carpet,,,,,,,,but you do

and you jump off the sofa, almost spilling your drink all over yourself when you see this long limbed dude climb through your window

and you’re like whaT THE HELL and you pick up a nearby magazine to use as a weapon

but then the person rolls over and you see the face and you’re like “ken?”

and he makes a noise and you’re like “ken,,,,,,what the hell are you doing?”

and you look out of the window to figure out how he got up here because yeah the fire escape,,,,,,,,but that thing is like 15 feet off the ground how did he climb the side of the wall,,,,,,,,,,,,while being drunk?????

and you wanna ask him but he’s fallen asleep, drooling onto your carpet

and you’d wake him up with a kick or something but,,,,,,,you feel bad for him also like maybe,,,,,,,,just a bit,,,,,,,,you’ve always found him really cute

so you cover him with a blanket and get back on your couch

and when you wake up it’s ken whose shaking your shoulder and you’re ??????? huh and he’s like “HEY thanks for letting me crash on your floor, im gonna go now”

and you’re like huh what ok

and you go back to sleep and when you wake up you’re like what,,,happened,,,,,,was it a dream???/

but when you leave your house to go shopping you see something taped to your door and it’s a little drawing of ken smiling and he’s like ‘thanks for not kicking me out! thanks for letting me climb through your window!’

and you laugh and keep the drawing and when you’re coming back home you see ken on his way inside too and you’re like “hows your hangover?” and he’s like “KILLER, but last night gave me some art inspiration!!” and you’re like omg that’s cool and he’s like “by the way - how do you feel about sitting for a portrait?” and you’re like “that sounds nic- WAIT WHAT” and he’s like “,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,i want to paint you. if that’s ok,,,,,,,i was originally gonna paint you from memory but i kinda want to look at you more.”

and you’re like “so you can paint me better?”

ken: “oh no, i just like looking at you.”

you: “are you flirting with me after climbing through my window drunk last night?”

ken: “is it,,,,,,,,,,working?”

you: “a little”

ken: “then yes im flirting with you, how about this i paint you and you tell me about yourself,,,,,,like a first date kinda situation,,,”

and you sit there, well more like avoid sitting on any wet paint stains and ken is working on drawing you but he’s also asking you silly questions like what your alien name would be

and he’s really cute,,,,,,when half his body isn’t hanging out of your window

also he really can draw,,,,but you’re also like “ken where’s all your furniture”

and ken just makes a vague hand gesture and he’s like “somewhere”

and you’re like,,,,,,,ooo so minimalist

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LoveSac Sactional

TL;DR; Stop your sectional search and just buy a LoveSac Sactional. It’s worth the price (when on sale @30% off!) and it’s super comfy and amazing. Go sit in one at a store and you’ll be sold.

Let’s talk about LoveSac! We’ve been searching for the perfect couch for our loft since last September. We tried to purchase a sectional in October from ThreeChairs Co. in fowntown Ann Arbor, but the sales person on the day we went to purchase didn’t seem interested in our business. It was frustrating after a 3 week dance to find the right one and having the store owner at our house to give her suggestions on how to utilize the space. I really wanted to give them more of my business. Unfortunately I was so turned off by the experience that I decided I’d purchase somewhere else even if it meant paying more and looking for yet another couch.

In November we were in Colorado for a week and my wife was checking out all the furniture stores there and stumbled across LoveSac in the Park Meadows mall. We spent our rainy day checking out the store knowing nothing about the company or their furniture (except maybe a brief reddit reference?) and were super excited by it all. The sales reps were awesome and basically tore the store apart for us to show us all the configurations and let us try all the cushion types.

LoveSac started by making foam filled sacs that resemble bean bags. They are super comfy, but pricey. The sacs come in different sizes, the covers are removable, washable, and easy to change when you need a new style. On top of that they have an awesome warranty. LoveSac later introduced their Sactional. It’s a LoveSac take on a sectional couch. It’s very configurable, has washable covers, awesome warranty, and super comfy. It’s also pricey.

When I say pricey I mean that my previous most expensive purchase was a LaZBoy couch and loveseat set that cost roughly half of what purportedly well built, good looking, furniture can cost. Sectionals are pricey, even LaZBoy sectionals. This is not your $500 dollar Ikea couch. It doesn’t feel like that, it isn’t built like that, and I guarantee you that you can tell the difference the moment you sit in one.

Back to the LoveSac store. Two very helpful clerks showed us around, explained how the Sactional is like Lego for couches and proceeded to help us configure a couch that fit our area using these cool magnetic blocks. Then we had to pick a fabric from 300+. We wanted something that would wear well, cleanup well (we have many nieces and nephews), and take our daily abuse as this is going in the area we hang out all the time. We decided on the standard cushion fill, seats in a deep configuration, square arms and we wanted enough to make a 3 seat deep L, with a 4 section long main portion. This is not a small piece of furniture. We got a quote for the current sale price and flew back to Michigan. Over the next week we debated if it was really worth the price (I was still stuck on the $500 ikea couch idea) and finally decided on Black Friday to pull the trigger. I actually called the Colorado store because I wanted to make sure they got credit for the same and the company offers free shipping so it shouldn’t matter where I purchase it. The sale was slightly on Black Friday and they threw in a free LoveSac GamerSac (it’s not really free, but it made me feel better about the price!). The in store sales are apparently usually better than online sales also.

Awesome! Now the wait began.... Every other day my wife was asking if I had heard when it will ship. No! First the GamerSac arrived and man was it comfy. My sister in law declared it as being what was missing from her life! It’s slightly too small for larger adults but it’s still super relaxing to lay in. I feel like I’m flating and all my muscles are relaxed. It’s got the Elk Phur cover which really makes it soft and fuzzy. I believe we’ve sold 4-5 of these just by letting people sit in ours and saying, you know they make one the size of a couch right?

4 weeks later, just before Christmas we got the notice that our couch had shipped (and that it actually mostly arrived earlier in the day). The FedEx guy didn’t appear too thrilled that the 20 or so boxes took up most of his truck. We baked him cookies for the next time they made a delivery!

Kim spent about 6 hours unboxing and installing covers. They looked excellent! We hauled them to the loft, set them in place. Put the pucks on the floor and installed the U shaped clamps to build our couch. We enjoyed and it was amazing. Super comfy even! We figured we weren’t really going to use the Lego functionality unless we add on or move later. But then... a family member had the idea of removing one part of the couch and making the corner into what is essentially a queen sized bed. It looks like a lower case b or p with the round part being 4 rectangular cushions. This may be the best thing ever invented. Everyone lunges into it and is just overtaken by how soft and comfy it is. Movie time? Curl up in the corner with a blanket and fall asleep instead of watching the entire movie.

Cup holder add on - Awesome and useful!

Ability to walk on the sides and back - Indestructible when kids use it as a jungle gym.

Black padded velvet fabric - Cleans easily when kids spill stuff with just a wet paper towel. Washable covers if it got really bad!

Style - Looks great and fits in our modern home well.

Why you might hesitate: The reviews online are super mixed. It seems people are torn about the cost and feel they should get more for the price. I wonder if they have really looked at how other furniture in that price range is built. Sometimes it has nicer fabrics, but they still use MDF to construct the frame. That is not the case here. People also complain about how their items didn’t work together as they thought. We were with you there and it’s why we called the store multiple times to make sure our ideas worked. We needed 2 deep sides to make the couch fit in the space we have. Lots of complaints about slow shipping. Good things come to those who wait. 4 weeks for us! We could have had it faster if we bought a different fabric.

What could fix most of this? More reviews like this one telling you to just give in and go buy the couch, you won’t regret it. Additionally an online configuration tool so you can build a couch in any design and see how it works. If I did it again I might not even get backs for our couch since it sits against a half wall overlooking the downstairs. The one thing you can’t get online is really how the different seats feel with the 3 padding options and when they are in deep vs standard form.

Summary: We love the Sactional and no, you cannot have our GamerSac.

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