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writetomyheart2015-02-27 11:57 pm
jojibear.livejournal.com) wrote in writetomyheart2015-02-27 11:57 pm
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[Team One] Silver Green
Allow me to ring in the new round with a NOT YET LATE entry - I... had somewhat forgotten, sorry 8D;; In my defense---!!!
NOW, LET'S TALK ABOUT DRAGONS. I wasn't to write about Cha Hakyeon with a massive dragon tattoo but I didn't and I wrote about Cha Hakyeon having a dragon spirit instead, oKAY. Either way, the imagery is hot and wow, now I'm not okay :C
One day soon, we will need a VIXX tag. I can feel it.
/throws Pokeball. I choose you,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
slashedsilver!
NOW, LET'S TALK ABOUT DRAGONS. I wasn't to write about Cha Hakyeon with a massive dragon tattoo but I didn't and I wrote about Cha Hakyeon having a dragon spirit instead, oKAY. Either way, the imagery is hot and wow, now I'm not okay :C
One day soon, we will need a VIXX tag. I can feel it.
Taekwoon will never forget the first time he met Hakyeon.
It was a dark, moonless night, heavy rain clouds rumbling overhead. Even though all the streetlamps had been lit, it helped little to lift the gloom.
He had been on his way home, coat wrapped tightly around his torso and woollen beanie pulled low over his ears. He still felt cold though - the sort of wet coldness that seeped through clothes and chilled your bones no matter how many layers you wore - and he shivered with every few steps that he took. He was just beginning to wonder if he should make a mug of tea once he arrived home when something stirred in the shadows to his right.
His eyes were immediately drawn to the movement and he stopped in his tracks, his head turned to peer into the dark alleyway.
(In retrospect, he wonders if the cold he had felt had less to do with the temperature and more to do with the faint sense of dread he had been feeling all evening, the feeling that something bad would happen to him.)
He doesn't remember screaming - although Hakyeon later tells him that it had been his yells of terror that had drawn his attention in the first place - but he does remember running, thundering down the pavement as he tried to escape from the beast that he had accidentally spotted and was now chasing him.
Next thing he knew, he was tumbling onto his knees, his foot caught on an uneven slab of concrete, and he threw out his hands to cushion his fall, crying out when his palms scrapped against rough ground. He had little time to think about how much it hurt, though - there was a weight pressing down on his back, wet pants ghosting over down past his cheeks. It was gross, but more than that, it was terrifying, the creature mere inches away from killing him.
He wondered why it hadn't just struck when he had fallen over.
Suddenly, there was a yell from a little way down the road, and Taekwoon looked up just as the creature let out an angry snarl before charging towards the newcomer. He opened his mouth to scream a warning, but before he'd even managed to uttered a sound, there was a flash and a bang, and then the creature was gone in a smoke.
Surprised but relieved, Taekwoon heaved a sigh before slumping onto the ground in a faint.
That night, he dreamed of a dragon, lined in green and silver, slicing its way through the air and devouring the beast whole.
It was a dark, moonless night, heavy rain clouds rumbling overhead. Even though all the streetlamps had been lit, it helped little to lift the gloom.
He had been on his way home, coat wrapped tightly around his torso and woollen beanie pulled low over his ears. He still felt cold though - the sort of wet coldness that seeped through clothes and chilled your bones no matter how many layers you wore - and he shivered with every few steps that he took. He was just beginning to wonder if he should make a mug of tea once he arrived home when something stirred in the shadows to his right.
His eyes were immediately drawn to the movement and he stopped in his tracks, his head turned to peer into the dark alleyway.
(In retrospect, he wonders if the cold he had felt had less to do with the temperature and more to do with the faint sense of dread he had been feeling all evening, the feeling that something bad would happen to him.)
He doesn't remember screaming - although Hakyeon later tells him that it had been his yells of terror that had drawn his attention in the first place - but he does remember running, thundering down the pavement as he tried to escape from the beast that he had accidentally spotted and was now chasing him.
Next thing he knew, he was tumbling onto his knees, his foot caught on an uneven slab of concrete, and he threw out his hands to cushion his fall, crying out when his palms scrapped against rough ground. He had little time to think about how much it hurt, though - there was a weight pressing down on his back, wet pants ghosting over down past his cheeks. It was gross, but more than that, it was terrifying, the creature mere inches away from killing him.
He wondered why it hadn't just struck when he had fallen over.
Suddenly, there was a yell from a little way down the road, and Taekwoon looked up just as the creature let out an angry snarl before charging towards the newcomer. He opened his mouth to scream a warning, but before he'd even managed to uttered a sound, there was a flash and a bang, and then the creature was gone in a smoke.
Surprised but relieved, Taekwoon heaved a sigh before slumping onto the ground in a faint.
That night, he dreamed of a dragon, lined in green and silver, slicing its way through the air and devouring the beast whole.
/throws Pokeball. I choose you,
slashedsilver!