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breakingupthelove · 8 days

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Into the night

I suggest you read the original before mine

The Temptation of Thanatos / Thanatos no Yūwaku – i'm trying (wordpress.com)

Eros and Thanatos; life and death. The balance which kept everything secure. As you listened to your History teacher drone on and on about Greek mythology, you knew exactly who you considered the latter and you suppose you were the former, there couldn’t be two deaths, could there?

In your daydream filled haze, you zone back in and a familiar face stomps into class half an hour late. It was Niki, your personal Thanatos. He dumps his bag down and thumps into the seat next to you. “And what’s your excuse this time?” The teacher asks "I was, um, in the art base" the dark haired boy replies, not looking up, "Hmmm, okay, but try not to let extra projects get in the way of my class again" she says as she turns back to the board. Even though you were Niki’s friend, it annoyed you how he never got in trouble.

"So as I was saying, certain people once are inclined to each state. It was believed that Thanatos would disguise as someone, his potential victim loved, in order to lure them to his side". Slowly you put your arm on the desk and lay your head down, careful not to mess up your ponytail. Next to you, Niki was sketching in his notepad, dark eyes focused. All you could think of was that he was 100% one of Thanatos' followers. He was always quite reserved, hardly speaking, and he had an affinity for drawing the most depressing things.

Of course, there was also the monthly texts of "You can have my art supplies, just as long as you make sure I'm remembered" and every time you would rush up to the rooftop of the flats to stop him. In fact, you believed that he wanted you to stop him, that he wanted to be helped. Unfortunately, every time you suggested counselling or talking to his social worker, the answer was always the same, a big fat "no". He would always insist he was fine.

This night was not an exception. As soon as you got the text you grabbed your jacket and phone and swiftly ran up the rooftop. Lo and behold, you saw Niki, with his legs dangling above the city below. As if he could sense you behind, he said "Don't you ever get sick of this all? I mean, you’re just like me in a way, no one there for you" he jumped up, grabbing you and pulling you close to him. "We could escape this, all one more step and this will all be over nothing left to hurt us."

You jerked out of his grasp, not wanting him to see how much you wanted to take up on his offer. Truth be told, perhaps you yearned for death more than Niki did, all you could think of was how sick, how sick and tired you were. “You know you want to…” his voice breaks your train of thought, and you sigh. As you turn around, you make up your mind, but first, you had one question, and you. "Niki, I decided I want to, but first I’m gonna ask something, and you need to answer, okay?". You see the biggest smile you’ve ever seen light up his face, "Mhm, what is it?" You take a deep breath, "Do you like me? Like like like?" He screws up as you "I don't think I've got enough feelings for that... but I guess if I could, I'd pick you to love, but it's basically a yes!"

"I like you too" you reply, walking to the edge with him. As you took a step breath, your legs trembling. How pretty the lights were and how glad you were that they would be your last vision. While lost in the sight of a thousand gorgeous lights, Niki grabs your hand and takes a step forward. "Ready?" he says, soft tone somehow so audible on this soundless, starry night. You nodded in reply, not trusting yourself to speak. Without warning, he jumps, taking you with him and pulling you close to his chest, wind whipping in your ears.

As you fell it was as if you were flying, you were finally going to be free of all this suffering and pain. You awaited the sickening crunch of bone as the two of you hit the ground. Instead, you touched the ground as soft as a feather, and you felt an odd chill come over you, starting at your the centre heart and creeping into the ends of your body.

Groggily, you look up at Niki and see a sinister smirk on his features "Finally..." he muttered, just loud enough for you to hear, “after so many years, finally enough people to get even with Eros” The revelation hit you dully, like a heavy rock weighing down on your chest. As you felt the last remnants of life leave all you could think was how ironic it was. You were going in death's arms. And with that your short-lived life ended, and you realised there could be two people inclined to death after all, provided one was death himself.

Fin.

A.N: So like this takes heavy inspo from the original, and this is actually what I submitted for my english creative essay 😭😭

#ni ki #enhypen #enhypen imagines #nishimura riki #enha x reader #kpop fanfic #kpop aesthetic #enhypen fluff #kpop #enhypen niki #riki x reader #enhypen riki #engene #tw death #yoasobi #thanatos

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breakingupthelove · 23 days

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Perfect (K.SM)

Kim Seungmin was the most perfect boy at school. Or at least in your eyes. You had liked him for as far back as you could picture him in your memories, since you accidentally tripped over him at age 5, prompting your self proclaimed protector/ best friend Ryujin to rush over and start chiding the poor, confused boy, while you sat there on the ground, knee bleeding, staring up at the boy with stars in your eyes.

As you got older, your feelings for the boy just grew stronger, till one fateful day, Ryujin was off sick, and a girl from your art class (Danielle, you recalled her name was) noticed you all alone, and invited you to sit with her at lunch. As you walked with her to the lunch table later on in the day, she clears her throat and says cheerfully “Just to let you know, it’s not just me at the table, there’s a few others”.

Of course, you reassured that it was fine, and that you’re sure they’re all lovely people, but your last sentence trailed off as you saw just who was sitting at the edge of the table, laughing boisterously. Kim Seungmin. Your heart stopped as you saw just exactly why he was laughing, he was laughing along a girl who was the complete opposite of you. She was tall, with a doll smile, and doll eyes, and a doll laugh, everything about her was complete and utter perfection. Seungmin’s eyes never left her, seemingly drinking in her delight at whatever interaction they shared before you arrived. “Of course…” you thought “of course he’d go for someone on his level…”.

Through choked back tears, you stutter out a lame excuse about needing the bathroom and run off, dropping your backpack in the process. You cry for a little bit in the bathroom, trying to do it as quietly as possible, although what you really wanted to do was scream, scream at how unfair it all was, scream at how it was always you that was lovesick, scream at how you could never compete with perfection, and still scream some more.

You exit the bathroom, wondering if you should go back and get your backpack and face the embarrassment, or if you should wait till the bell rings and everyone clears up, and risk being late to class. With a sigh, you sit down on a nearby bench, head in your hands, trying to soothe your inner turmoil, when you hear a familiar voice.

“Hey, you okay?”

You look up through your bangs, and see Seungmin there, still as perfect as ever.

“I-I’m fine…” you mutter dejectedly, still not meeting his gaze

His lips purse, clearly not believing you “I brought your backpack” h e says dropping it at your feet, the moving to sit beside you. As you begin to shuffle away, he says “How come you’re upset? You’re usually such an upbeat person”

“You really wanna know why?” You take a deep breath and stand up before continuing “It’s cause of you, you and stupid perfection, you and the way I fell for you, and how you never noticed, and how I keep chasing after you, even though you clearly have some that you love! Well guess what, Seungmin, I love you, that’s what’s wrong!” You explode, not even bothering to turn around and look at him.

“Y-you love me?” He asks, before his brow furrows “and someone that I love? What do you mean?”

“That girl from earlier” you practically spit the words out

“You mean Wonyoung?” He asks, and he starts laughing “she’s my cousin, visiting from Busan!” He stands up and places a hand on your shoulder

“And I, um, love you too…” he says, tone dropped, before walking away with a smirk on his face

fin.

A.N/ this is literally just a blog filler

#seungmin #stray kids #skz #skz x reader #seungmin x reader #x yn #kpop #kpop bg #kpop fanfic #imagine #fluff #oneshot

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