— graveyard

/prays for their souls

@kim taehyung | taebae *blushes as you grab my hand and leans into your shoulder a little, nuzzling to hide my face*
It's not an excuse! I really am allergic to the walking dead.
They give me chills and make my heart rate go up-
that's my allergic reaction.
*blinks and looks at you*
Yeah......I'm allergic to shellfish, too.
You know, just for future reference.

@park jimin | baby j /*surrounded by nothing but bones, graves, and flowers to wish the dead well, i wonder why you chose the graveyard, of all places to have our first date, but I'm definitely not complaining with how closely you're clinging to me.
carefully grabs your hand, interlacing our fingers, and smiling fondly at your cute reaction*/
Allergic? That's excuse you're going with?
/*giggles softly and tugs you a little closer to me*/
Well, I guess I have no choice but to protect you, then.
/*too focused on you to even care about any of the other noises that might be going on around us*/
This was your choice, so why the graveyard?
Isn't that like choosing a seafood restaurant when you can't have shellfish?

@kim taehyung | taebae *clings closely to your side*
L-look I’m not afraid of ghosts or anything, but you have to promise to protect me if anything comes after us...
*looks around, jumping at every random sound*
I’m allergic to the walking dead in any form.

as jinsoul walked to her destination with a bouquet specifically full of daffodils, she could feel that there was a presence nearby. was it her friend? it wasn’t a frightening presence, but she was sure it was friendly. there stood a small bucket filled of a bouquet of daffodils, on the bucket was engraved “elizabeth park.” the bouquet in the bucket was crisped and appeared as if it was feeling melancholy. at the time, jinsoul didn’t want to do something too big— she wanted move on; leaving a little something to respect her friend. it was the bucket.

she settled down onto her knees near the bucket, replacing the old with new. in her hands sat the old bouquet, “you must be feeling sad lately, huh? i hope you’re doing well elizabeth,” she chokes up on her words. a sigh emits whilst her eyes became watery, instead of holding them in, she let loose by closing her eyes briefly. her lower tier being bit onto— there was no words to explain jinsoul’s emotions. pearl-shaped tears rolling down my cheeks from wide luminous eyes. when she cried there was rawness to it, like the pain was still an open wound.

maybe all there fantasies weren’t going to come true, but dread. of course there were times where she dreamed about saying yes; it would’ve been a lie though. after they escaped the orphanage, jinsoul can only remember the moment when elizabeth showed her a daffodil. what was so special about a daffodil? “this resembles a new beginning,” said elizabeth with a smile you couldn’t forget. jinsoul believed every word she had said. beads of water rolled over her cheeks onto the muddy grass, some sunken in her cotton sweater causing it to drench. didn’t bother to wipe her tears— there was nobody around to watch her ball her eyes out. the muscles of her chin trembles like as if she was back into the position when the incident happened. her breathing came in and out, was she really happy?

ADVENTUREEEEE