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Autumn Garden by mrhayata on Flickr.

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Red Falls by EJP Photo on Flickr.

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I've been clumsy and stepped on them, so now I'm left with dangerous cutting pieces of glass and a mood that could have been better if that hadn't happened. -shrugs with a small sigh-

I can see that. What happened to them?

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Apparently this was Jongin’s favorite song to dance to during his trainee days.

Can you imagine him dancing to this.

Uh-huh okay /FUCKING DEAD

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Wicked Games - The Weeknd

talk about a sexy album. damn.

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Swan Lake - Ballet suite (op. 20) - Tchaikovsky

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The Cinematic Orchestra – Arrival of the Birds

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太完美 | Zhoumi | 6/9

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catch me if you can

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到了明天 | Zhoumi | 6/8

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Drabble requested by Jieun || Rain & Defend

Zhou Mi had nothing against kisses, quite the contrary, really ; but he would have probably enjoyed this a bit more if he hadn't ended up literally wrestling with that enormous dog that had popped out of nowhere, beautifully ruining the moment. Firstly, what was a dog like this one even doing near the lake, and secondly, why did it think it would be fun to interrupt them instead of continuing to whip its tail and look stupid while passing them by? The Elf couldn't even kill it or even as much as hurt it considering the threats thrown at him, menacing but sounding odd coming from Jieun's sweet mouth. That wasn't how he had planned things to go, there certainly hadn't been any animal of any sort involved when he had thought about how and where things were supposed to take place – and he wasn't even sure anymore if it was Jieun or himself he was protecting right now, because the teeth trying to bite his nose surely weren't the most inviting he had had the occasion to see.

Zhou Mi couldn't even make the difference between rain drops and the dog's disgusting saliva, but it was obvious the Fallen wasn't going to help him solve the question. How he wanted to just throw a violent gust of wind and make them both fly away from him and his face. And with his sense of smell still intact, thank you very much, since it was obvious his precious clothes were not going to make it. 

The Elf was probably going to make Jieun pay for new, and expansive ones. Just because he could, and deserved it.

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Drabble requested by Jieun || Sleep & Sing

Zhou Mi was silently cursing himself, the person next to him, that damn TV and everything else in the room as the last Disney movie eventually ended, a silent sigh of relief escaping his lips when he eventually relaxed. He still wondered why he had even agreed to watching this thing with the totally immobile Fallen Angel resting against his side, obviously asleep. Again, there was no logic in it. Jieun had been so excited and insistent on showing him the wonders of Mulan that he just couldn't wrap his mind around how quickly she had dozed off and eventually closed her eyes, head on his shoulder, which explain how tense he had been during practically half of the movie. Pondering over whether or not he should keep on watching and pay attention to it instead of shoving her away from him and at the other end of the couch, only to eventually let her be ; he was still a gentleman after all. And this wasn't a hug. Everything was partially okay. The problem now, was that each time he tried to extract himself from the position he was in to leave, Jieun would snuggle even closer against his side and make him cringe inwardly.

After ten whole minutes trying to get away from the sleeping woman Zhou Mi eventually tutted under his breath and slipped an arm under her knees, decided on carrying her to the bed and just disappear from the room, but then again, nothing was simple when it came to Jieun. Of course she would be waken up by the movements. Of course she would request him to sing her a bloody song. Of course she would threaten him to keep her arms around his neck if he didn't do as requested, even though it was obvious she was speaking without really realizing what was being said. She would probably keep her words anyway, and he did not want that – and he therefpre found himself mumbling the lines he could recall from 'I'll Make a Man Out of You' while lying the clingy Fallen on her bed. Zhou Mi cursed lightly between his teeth when Jieun didn't let go of him and instead mumbled something that literally made him groan in annoyance without bothering to hide the sound, climbing with some difficulties onto the bed too as the woman was still half-strangling him, her mind cloudy with sleep.

The only option left for him was to sing her back to sleep and hope it would be enough for Jieun to finally let him go, the male biting the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from spurting some irritated words as she sighed contentedly, his body rigid in hope she wouldn't cuddle against him.

Damn it.

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if looks could kill