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1. How dare you send me a picture after midnight that isn't porn. You know the rules.

2. Whoever you are your phone number was written on the inside of my wrist when I woke up. Thought I should probably see what that was all about.

3. Hypothetically speaking, if I drank seven cups of coffee, do you think that'd make me sick?

4. Funny how I'm trusting a Magic 8 ball I found in the kids toy section to tell me about my sex life...

5. Is there a reason blood came out of my hair in the shower?

6. He hasn't texted me back since last week when we sexted. I think telling him I wanted to choke him with chains was a bit much for our first time.

7. I think I won over your friend. He was staring at my mouth all night.

8. My bones are almost clean! —Wait, did I not tell you about the bones?

9. (there is no 9...it's just a very auspicious number. or text him, idk.)
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[haneul was never that brave. the people around him thought that he was, but only because they confused confidence for courage. and maybe there is a point where they overlap, but just because he could talk to anyone, tried bungee jumping and wasn't afraid to try the local delicacies when traveling abroad, none of that counted as actually being brave. a true test of courage often comes when you're alone, and it's dark, and for almost six months he'd just curled in on himself and trembled through the night. when haneul started seeing and hearing things, he started failing that test over and over again.

his friends noticed the changes in him, but only minjun knew the reason for the dark circles under his eyes, and why he became so jumpy. he lost sleep, and weight, and eventually his "friends" too, because the anxiety that he was struggling with made him less "fun" during the daylight hours.

until one night he disappeared completely. it must've been addiction, everyone said, right down to his own parents. and it had taken him to the wrong place and the wrong person at the wrong time, and now he's gone from this world.

they weren't entirely wrong. he was gone from this world for at least part of that time, dragged off to a deeper and darker one. but when he returns, he's not afraid anymore, because that was a part of the deal. and the first place that he goes when it's all said and done is back to his house, his old bedroom, to show a thing or two that still lingers there just how unafraid he is.

(things don't always need a body to suffer, but he has a trick or two in that department now.)

when it's done, he goes back to his van. the one that's remodeled van-life youtuber style with all the comforts of a very small home, and he sleeps like a baby. all while knowing that he needs to see junnie again...he wants to. but he dreads it at the same time, because han knows he owes him an apology, and what if...what if he'd been wearing some rose-colored glasses all along and minjun didn't even care? it's not like they were - anything. nothing more than two people joined by the same curse. that might be the only fear he has left.

or so he thinks. when he wakes, it's with a gasp and a vision. the library. junnie's library, something in the dark that waits for him.]


Fuck.

[he jumps into the driver's seat and turns the key.]

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