#~post game se1/se2

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Saeyoung had wondered only slightly inside the living area but he knew that he wouldn’t go too much further. He was slightly still paranoid. Scared in case he turned around and found Saeran gone, that this was all some type of dream that clouded over his mind, trying to trick him into believing that he had saved his brother. But this all hurt too much to be a dream, right? Even the worst of nightmares paled in comparison to how his chest ached each time that his brother snapped and pushed him away with his words.  But he really had no right to complain. After everything that Saeran had been forced to go through because of a decision that he had made... all this was his fault and as such he needed to somehow find the strength to shoulder all that blame. It was no use trying to place the blame on Rika or V. V was gone and Rika was far from here. He sighed and took off his glasses, rubbing at his eyes with his palms only to glance up as he heard Saeran. Hyung - that word cut through his self-doubts and made him turn to face his younger brother, placing his glasses back on slowly as he listened to what he was saying. “When did I ever say that you were no good?”, he sighed and walked over to close the gap between them, lightly wrapping his arms around his brother’s shoulders, light enough so he could pull away whenever he wished, “You’re my world, my treasure. Of course, I want you to be alive. I love you. Please at least believe those words”. He knew it was a lot to ask for but he hoped that his brother would be able to feel just how much meaning was carried in such words. 

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He sighs a little as he pushes himself to his feet and walks over to the freezer, pulling out his favorite mint chocolate chip ice cream and placing it into two bowls before handing a bowl to Zen. This may not be the best of gifts and maybe he'll ask Saeyoung to get something later but for now he hoped that it was pretty obvious what the gesture meant.

"I'm sure hyeong will get you something better"

You remember what day it is, right ? 

I’m waiting ~

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@vanderwood-stark If he could, he would have barricaded his door and never came back out but since the last time he’d attempted doing so had resulted in Saeyoung almost knocking the door off it’s hinges, it was with great reluctance that he walked out of his room and glanced around for any sign of the annoyance. No one seemed to be around at the moment so he wondered over to the freezer to dig out some ice cream for breakfast, glancing over his shoulder as he spotted some movement. “...where’s Saeyoung?”, he muttered, still not used to this stranger and not wishing to have to deal with him alone, “...I  erm... I’m just getting breakfast...”

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@minteye-ray continued from [X]

Everything had happened so quickly. A day that was suppose to be spent allowing his brother to find some degree of normality had instead ended in nothing short of a nightmare. It’d been by sheer luck that the thin red line had been spotted, his body working almost in reflex to roughly shove his brother out of the way, no time to think about his own safety - every single cell in his body screaming to protect Saeran, screaming how he’d been through enough already. That didn’t ease the pain though - but losing consciousness so suddenly, no doubt due to the shock of the pain, made him swallow back his scream of pain. The last thing he had been aware of was Saeran, somewhere near him, Saeyoung wanting to scream at him to run, to get as far away from there as possible but instead allowing for the darkness to claim him.

You go abroad for a few months and return to utter chaos. He’d be more surprised if he’d came back to finding everything just as it should be but that didn’t stop the shock he felt when he’d received the call that informed him of Saeyoung’s condition. Since the twins parents couldn’t be listed as next of kin and V was now deceased, Vanderwood was the next contact point. You could have given the man at least a day before getting yourself shot... Though perhaps now wasn’t the time to be attempting to try and use humor as a coping method. According to the doctor on the phone, Saeyoung was in a rather serious condition and Saeran was rather shook up. Vanderwood wasn’t sure on what he could do to help in this situation as he arrived at the hospital and was lead into the waiting room to where Saeran had been told to wait. He sighed as he walked inside, gently closing the door behind him, silently taking in just how much blood the younger brother seemed to be covered in. “Saeran”, he spoke softly, walking over to sit in a chair near the other, taking in the full severity of the situation, forcing himself to remain calm for the sake of the other. It wasn’t as if he wasn’t worried. He was just a little better at hiding such emotions, “...Can you tell me what happened?”

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“I have a right to be angry.” [to Seven]

RP starters: Heated argument. 

Of course he did. He wasn’t going to argue against that point. He knew that he had messed up, he knew that his past decisions in life had lead them towards this reality but didn’t Saeran see that he was trying? He wasn’t sure yet on how he could fix this, wasn’t sure if it could be fixed but that didn’t mean that he was going to give up on him either. He just needed to take this beating - even if each word was thrown back against him, even as he felt his heart slowly being ripped into tiny peices, he needed to battle on through that pain, be strong for Saeran. He swallowed hard, swallowing back his own fears, his own pain, taking a small step back towards his brother, hands held slightly out infront of him, ready to defend himself if his brother decided that words were no longer enough. “I understand… being stuck inside all the time isn’t the greatest…but it was either here or the hospital and this was the best place for you…” It really was though he felt as though Jumin was going to be annoyed with the manner in which he had sneaked his brother out from the hospital like he had. But, he couldn’t allow for Saeran to stay there, to allow them to deem him not safe enough to leave, to keep him locked up there for longer. He could see how it was all annoying his brother, having people coming and poking and prodding at you everyday… he needed the space and time to heal and the bunker was the best place for that. Least that’s what he told himself before Saeran had awoken and flown into this latest rage. It pained him to see him like this, to see what he had caused to happen. He’d failed him once before and he was going to do everything in his power to make sure that he never would again. This had to be the right choice - right? He’d rather be in here than inside some hospital room - right? “Do you need anything? I can get you anything you need” @minteye-ray

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@extreme-hacker continued from [X]

A small voice was telling him to pull away but it was difficult. He couldn’t ignore the simple fact that he was feeling almost peaceful, the most relaxed that he had felt for a few days now. He;d been having one of those episodes where his mind would just race non stop, pulling on all the bad memories, making them replay over and over again at the front of his mind, making that old fire burn deep with anger he’d felt for years towards the brother who was now holding onto him in such a tender fashion. It wasn‘t as if he truly felt his brother was lying. He simply didn’t want to accept the truth - on some level. It would be accepting that he had been angry for no reason - that his entire drive for living had been wrong. He sighed and closed his eyes, allowing the feeling of Saeyoung’s fingers in his hair to calm him down a little more. “I try to - but would you listen to my side without jumping to conclusions? Could you listen and believe it all to be true? You tried to protect me... I understand that... but it doesn’t help...”. He glanced up towards him, “Nevermind that - tell me how you were - in the agency....”

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“I want you to leave me alone forever”, he hissed back and ignored the way in which his own chest panged in pain as he turned his back on Saeyoung and pulled the covers tightly around himself, wanting to just be left alone to suffer and die from this stupid cold that had deiced to attack him out of the blue. He didn’t need to be fussed over and he didn’t want Saeyoung falling ill just because he was around him for too long. “Just go away!”

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‘don’t say that about yourself.’ ll For Saeran

different ways to say ‘i love you’.

Oh.Was she mad? But she wasn’t yelling… was she upset? He glanced up from his lap to try and read the expression that was written on her face. It was difficult to read through. He was so used to people being upset or angry towards him that he just automatically assumed that was to be the norm. Even now as Sharon gazed towards him with nothing but concern he couldn’t help but think that he shouldn’t have said it. But it was true. He was broken. It didn’t matter how much she or Saeyoung attempted to say otherwise. They would never understand the struggle of having to fight against the demons of your own mind day in and day out. Rika’s words would always be there - reminding him of her warning. No one would ever understand. He didn’t belong here. He would never belong here. “I..I don’t get it. I don’t understand. How can you and Saeyoung have faith in me? After everything, I’ve done…how?”, he sighed and hugged into himself tightly, digging his nails into his arms as he attempted to stop himself from crying. He was so tired. He wanted to be strong but the harder he pushed the more he felt as though he was falling. “S-sorry… sorry… just ignore me…please don’t tell Saeyoung… I’ll be okay!” @sweatcr-weather

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[ text ]: Why did you send me pictures of yourself dressed in all of my coats?

❝30 texts to send to my muse:❞ | Sentence Starter 

He laughed happily to himself. It had been a success! Attention diverted back towards him and even now as he flopped backwards onto the couch and narrowly avoided colliding with a rather confused looking brother, he was wearing his girlfriends fluffy coat, taking a quick selfie to share in her direction. [Text] lololol[Text] I though it would amuse you! [Text] Besides most can’t fit you at the moment [Text] You know because of that growing bump[Text] Wonder if we’re having twins! [Text] lololol[Text] Hurry home! Saeran’s looking like he’s about to kill me T_T

@typesave

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Of course no one would have given him permission to be here. If he was to be honest, he didn’t know the reason as to why he had decided to come here either. A part of him still seemed to feel some type of sympathy towards the woman who had messed his mind up...who had helped to turn him against his brother, who had woken up that darker side within his mind...and that was a feeling that he couldn’t share with the others for he could already picture the looks of concern he would receive. He sighed, placing his hands inside his pockets, hood pulled up over his head, hiding most of his face as he waited for the clearance to visit Rika, his mind racing with too many thoughts. It always seemed to loud these days. The fire and ice fighting for control almost constantly. At times he almost craved to feel numb again - to ease that storm that went on within his mind. But again, how can he explain that feeling to anyone? All they wished to do was shove pills down his throat and get him to talk about what had happened? How was that any good for anyone? Mint hues glanced up towards the clock before they travelled to the nurse who finally gave him the pass he needed for entry. He though he dimly recalled the woman’s face but since Saryoung had dragged him out of the hospital before they could lock him up here too - he guessed his mind may just be playing tricks on him. Maybe that too was why he was nervous as he walked inside and glanced around. This could have very well been his fate if Saeyoung hadn’t taken him home. Was slightly unnerving. He was so tired of being locked up. He doubted he would have survived long here. Scanning over the few people inside, he finally spotted Rika, nerves returning once more as he crossed the room to sit across from her - trying to ignore the pang of sympathy that washed within his gut. She was so - there was something missing. He couldn’t place his finger on what it was but he couldn’t help but feel as though he had had some type of lucky escape. Her eyes just seemed... dull? Ah. Was this such a good idea? She must hate him even more than the rage he could feel towards her... “I came to visit”, he muttered, pulling down his hood as he let out a small sigh, his throat suddenly feeling far too tight, “...I heard you were doing better... I wanted to see it for my own eyes...”

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“i want to believe you, i do.” (Saeran @ seven)

SOFT ANGST STARTERS.

But he couldn’t. That was the hidden words behind the statement that had just been said and Saeyoung honestly couldn’t blame him. He deserved all this hate, all this doubt. He’d turned his back on his brother at the promise’s made from two people who he’d met at church - who he wished to trust. Maybe he was just desperate. Desperate for a method to save his brother. Desperate enough to throw all his trust into the hands of those who weren’t truly aware of their situation. For fifteen years it had been them against the world and yet - Saeyoung had thrown all that away - had trusted V and Rika to take care of the person who still meant the world to him. Would Saeran ever be able to trust him again? Did he deserve to be trusted? He’d thrown himself into his work, had destroyed so many life’s, had so much blood on his hands and yet at the end of it all - it had been for nothing. He’d failed to protect his brother. He’d fallen for the lies, turned a blind eye to the sensation at the back of his mind that had been screaming that something wasn’t right. With only a few precious pictures, his doubts had been silenced. Rika and V must have seen him as such a fool.

“…I know that you’ll find it hard to ever trust me again - but I swear…I’m never going to lie to you. I’m never going to leave you… we’re facing this world together now. I promise”. He swallowed hard, hands in his pockets as he took a deep breath before raising his head to meet his brothers gaze, searching for some type of sign that would show that his words were getting through, that there was some hope remaining for their bond to be fixed. It was going to take time - it wasn’t going to be pretty… but he wasn’t going to leave. Even if Saeran hated him and kept pushing him away… He’d always be there.

@mckeitbeautiful

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“Please don’t leave me.” (Saeran @ Seven)

RANDOM ANGSTY SENTENCE STARTERS.

 “It’s not - “ he sighed softly. How was he supposed to leave after that? He was currently standing in the doorway of the hospital room that Saeran was staying in at the moment, his own injuries now healed enough for him to wonder around the corridors, even if that did result in the nurses arguing with him for time to time. He’d came in to check on Saeran - their earlier argument far from his mind as his protective nature took over. He had though that the younger twin had been sleeping soundly, that his presence would go unnoticed but now he’d been caught and wasn’t too sure on if he should go back to his own room or not. He didn’t want another argument if he could help to avoid such a thing - but he didn’t wish to leave his brother’s side either. He’d mainly been doing so only because he thought that Saeran still needed the space and to catch up on sleep to avoid the nurses dragging him back to his room instead. Sighing, he closed the door back over and walked back across the room to where Saeran was, carefully sitting down in a chair beside the bed, his throat suddenly feeling awfully dry. There was so much to say and yet he had no idea where to begin. Every time he’d attempted an apology before it had resulted in arguments - not that he blamed his brother. He’d missed up in the worst way possible. To try and explain - to try and get some type of forgiveness was surely asking for too much. Still, he reached up and gently took hold of Saeran’s hand, gently lacing their fingers together and trying not to burst into tears once again. This could still feel like a dream. He still woke up plenty of times in the time, panicking that everything had been a dream. That Saeran was still missing, still suffering. Because of him. Because of his mistakes. “I’m not going anywhere”, he whispered softly, giving a gentle squeeze of his hand as he leaned over to rest his head on the side of the bed, “I promise… I won’t leave your side. Never again…” @mckeitbeautiful

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Ah shit. He’d been a little too harsh hadn’t he? He was no good at this soft touch that Saeyoung had told him to attempt and it had just been one of those days were Saeran seemed to be having a bad day he had been left to deal with it all and now he’d gone and upset...no scare him. Brilliant. And he was hoping that he had finally been managing to get through to the younger twin. “Don’t do that either - we all want you here... that’s what I was trying to say”

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“can i hug you?” [For Saeran]

&. SOFT ANGST STARTERS.

It had been one of those days when the entire world had come down crashing around him. It wasn’t as if there was much warning. It had all begun when he’d dropped his bowl of ice cream on the kitchen floor. He hadn’t expected his phone to suddenly go off and the sharp ringtone had caused him to jump in surprise, squeaking as the grip on the bowl had been lost and the bowl had shattered on the ground before him. He froze, mint eyes glancing up towards where his brother had been, tears streaming down his face as he quickly turned and ran out from the kitchen. He didn’t want to be yelled at. He didn’t want to be hated. He hadn’t meant to upset his brother. Saeyoung was being so kind, so gentle. He had been the one to offer him the ice cream and yet Saeran had gone and ruined this kind gesture.But wasn’t that what he always did? He ruined everything. He made life harder for his brother. It’s what he had always done, what he would always do. He curled up in the corner of the couch, hugging into himself as he rocked back and forth, soft whispers of sorry repeating over and over again as he tried to force himself to calm down, hands falling into his hair, tugging at the red locks tightly. A part of him was well aware that this was not the correct response to simply dropping a bowl but that didn’t matter. It didn’t matter how small of a mistake he made. All that mattered was he had made a mistake and now had made life just that little harder for his brother - that he’d cost him to lose a perfectly good bowl and had made a mess of the kitchen.  He was sat there when Saeyoung had approached and asked for the hug - tear-filled eyes glancing towards his brother as though searching for any type of anger before he leaned in against his brother side, clinging onto his hoddie tightly as he cried his heart out. @mysticgod707

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[[Idoit Brother]] - Well I thought I would attempt to get my own. [[Idoit Brother]] - You don’t want me having to ask you for everything, right? [[Idoit Brother]] - Besides, your trained to handle dangerous situations ^-^

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Someone was bad mouthing him? That’s what had caused this to happen? He was somewhat relieved that it hadn’t been anything more serious but for Saeran to get into this state because of him? He sighed softly, shaking his head as he stood to one side after Vanderwood had snapped at him to get out of his way. “...you shouldn’t get this beat up defending someone like me...” And yes a part of him was quite proud in a way but his other side was screaming that Saeran should be the one protected. “...I was worried...those bullies are nothing compared to some people out there who truly do wish to see me dead... I just want to you be careful” he paused before smiling, “But thank you...”