#GARAM

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ガラム

garam

[ureksbaby]

is this love?

summary : urek mazino trying to understand love

type : short fic

w.c : 1k

urek thought he loved women. small women, tall women; quiet women, feisty women; weak women, strong women. urek would say that he had a space in his heart for all of them. he had space for those that didn’t know him well, and so adored him. he had space for those that did know him, and so didn't. it didn’t matter to him, his heart was an overflowing void ready to share its space with any and all.

he was shameless in his love. for why should he be ashamed? his love for women was pure. they were soft, strong, beautiful and worthy of protection from someone like him. he was so full of space to love, so he loved all women, without restraint, showering them in affection. he flirted and courted and dated like it was the only thing he was good at.

being the strongest in the tower garnered a man plenty of attention. there was never a lack of women willing to be on the receiving end of his love. he was kept busy with them, but if it grew boring, he still had plenty to spare for the women who were up for more of a chase. there was enough women to keep him occupied.

then, after he thought that he loved women, he thought that he loved garam. the jahad princess was beautiful, that was doubtless. she was powerful, kind, and just by nature. hidden away, with her two of the 13 month series, she knew how to handle herself - she would be able to handle him. when he met her on the floor of death, he was sure of it: she was the one for him.

but she rejected him, and though he tried to rekindle his previous love for all women, dating any other woman just didn’t do it for him. he couldn't dampen the love he felt with senseless dating anymore. surely, it must be garam.

urek thought he simply loved women. urek thought he loved garam jahad. urek thought his barren heart would forever be full of space for others to love.

until he met you.

urek didn't know what it was about you. you were only a regular, residing on the 53rd floor after giving up on your ascent of the tower. at first, there didn't seem to be anything particularly special about you, but somehow urek knew.

perhaps it was the way that, while others may have be blessed with sun-kissed skin, you shone greater and warmer than the sun itself. he wondered if all those that were beautiful had simply come into contact with you and you had shared your beauty with them, like the sun shares light with the moon. it felt sinful to look at you. all children are told not to stare at the sun, but he is unable to listen when the sun in question is you. if staring at you meant going blind, he would stare until the image of you was permanently burned into his memory.

others may call the moon beautiful, but urek was sure that the moon only moved the tides to show you your own reflection in the waves, to witness the beauty you shared with it.

perhaps it was the sound of your voice; the way it said his name, like birdsong. the way you greeted him after a long time apart, asked him about his journey. you always seemed so eager to hear about him, when all he wanted was to hear your voice until the end of time. even the tower seemed to still when you spoke, as if craning to listen. however, he would oblige you, only in hopes of making you laugh.

urek would gladly never hear anything ever again if it meant he could always be blessed by the melody of your laughter.

perhaps it was your kindness, your selflessness, your unending capacity to love what others may consider unlovable. he watched you nurture the smallest plants into the biggest and beautiful flowers (he would say most, but they would have to compete with you for that title). he watched you nurse the weakest of cubs on the 53rd floor, until they were hideous, ferocious beasts, yet you never cowered from their ugliness. you even loved him, letting him into your home: caring, doting, nurturing.

it was rotten work, loving him, urek was sure. selfishly, he would allow himself to soak in whatever bliss you had to offer him for as long as you were willing to draw him up a bath of it.

urek knew that he loved you. he was sure. he knew that he was surely in love when he presented you with a barracuda scale, a memento of his sobriquet

'a piece of me to keep you company while i'm away.' he had told you.

'i'll keep it close to my heart, then.' you had replied.

however, despite him being completely sure this time that he was in love with you, there was a nagging fear that remained. he had thought he loved all women; he had thought he loved garam; what if he only thought he knew he loved you?

he sought out the advice of those he could think to be helpful.

he asked yuri, what she thought of his love for you.

she had raised an eyebrow,

'you? love a regular? pfft, yeah right. that's just some weird perverted fantasy of yours.'

maybe yuri was right. it felt fantastical to be around you. it felt almost unreal. could any living being be so lucky?

he also asked garam.

she had scoffed,

'well, if your 'love' for me was anything to go by, then i wish the poor soul luck.'

was garam right? was being loved by him really such a curse?

finally, he asked baek ryun, confessing his troubles to his best friend,

baek ryun had sighed,

'i think you're asking the wrong people.'

ryun was right. he was asking the wrong people. he needed to ask you.

so, urek returned to you at your cottage on the 53rd floor, surrounded by the biggest and (not quite the most) beautiful flowers, guarded by hideous, ferocious beasts. he heard your greeting of welcome like bird song when he entered. he took in your beauty that shone with all the intensity of the sun when he laid eyes on you. with his overflowing heart now void of any space left for loving anything else in the world, he asked you,

'y/n, is this love?'

to which you smiled, cradling his face in your tender, loving hands, and simply replied:

'yes.'

[v-a-l-e-n-t-i-n-y]

Genuine question do you guys think people bullying lesserafim and calling them backup dancers because "they should have more vocalists instead of girls whose strenth is dancing/performing" remember that they did, in fact, debut with another strong and unique vocalist! Internet hate made her leave the group!

Remember??

[taevayu]

🎀🎤 ﹒ i cant even tell she’s gone…

[luque-moreau]

my version of Garam for my Jet Set Radio fancomic :^P

[chaewno]

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[luv-zia]

choices

[kiss4tzu]

LE SLAYRAFIM HEADERS (all by me☺)

[elijahsdraft]

[sakissante]

I don't know if I'll get hate for this, but I miss Garam so much, so some Garam icons: OT6<3

[bybinny]

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[wonik1ss]

flower girl — ga.m

pairing : garam x 6th!member

song rec : antifreeze - yerin baek

Garam

Garam the girl who always played with you during your first fan sign.

Garam the girl who was able to find you blind folded within 30 second.

Garam the girl who helped you throught your first day of school.

Garam your bestfriend? No she had to be more!

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“ Y/n look over here “. Garam yelled at you as you moved to look at your fellow member as you were welcomed with a bright flash. “ Did you really have to do that Garam “. You squinted as you tried to look for her. “ Y/n! You mean your flower girl! Garam said as she hit you as you started to get your sight back.

You smiled as your flower crowned member took more pictures of you as you posed and you both laughed.

“ Time to dance ! “. Chaewon yelled as you all got of your seats getting into your new positions which had now put you in garams place as fearless began to play. “ Watch it Garam “. You giggled as you friend bumped into you and winked back at you. “ It’s not my fault I’m not used to your position “. She said then sticking her tongue out at you. You both laughed as the dance continued and you and her, and all of your members danced like fools thanks to the random switch up.

“ I’m fearless Huh ! “ Sakura yelled as the dance came to an end. Leading to your ending poses and then Garam automatically clinging on to you as sour grapes began to play.

During her lines Garam always looked at you as did you when her line started. “ Love is sour, love is sour grapes “. Garam sang as she looked you straight in the eye, as she threw petals around.

-

During the fan sign Garam was made a Flower Girl since all of her fans gave her flowers. Which she made everyone of the members call her, but she made you called her Flower Girl forever after that one moment.

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“ Ok now we will be playing a game where one of the Le sserafims members will be blind folded; and have to find out which member is the one they are made to find! With no sound and no questin put a 5 touches to see who the member is ! “ The host said as all of your members and the viewers waited to see who would go first.

“ First we will have the oldest 07’ member Garam try to find the youngest Y/n ! “. Everyone clapped as Garam was blindfolded; and the rest of you and your members were switched around to make sure the older 07’ couldn’t tell who is who.

As garam turned around she went to last person on line who was Yunjin and touched all over her face. Yunjin couldn’t help but smile as Garam said. “ This is definitely not Y/n she would have tried to bite my finger by now.

Next Eunchae. “ Her hands are to small.. this is Eunchae definitely ! “. The younger girl frowned as Garam moved on to her next target.

“ This is not Y/n !! I remember she wore a crop top today !! “. “ This is Chaewon I can feel that she’s making that judgy face she always makes “. Chaewon rolled her eyes as Garam finally got to you.

As Garam touched all over your face and hands she got closer. So close there was barely no space between you and the older girl. Flustered you moved back. “ This is definitely Y/n I always try to kiss her but she always moves back when I do!! “.

Garam said as eveyone one went bug eyes. “ 30 SECONDS “. The host yelled as Garam room of her blindflood to look at your stunned face going in to kiss your forehead. “ Ofcourse I would be able to recognize my little chicken “.

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“ And this Is the Auditorium “. Garam said as you both went into the large Auditorium at SOPA. Your old school was to far so source music thought It would be better if you went to SOPA with Garam instead, so she was showing you around.

“ So how do you like everything Y/n “. Garam said as she turned to look at you. “ Everything is great Garam ! I wish I transferred here sooner “. You giggled as you turned to the girl next to you to see her frowning right at you. “ What’s wrong Gara- “.

“ Flower Girl “. You rolled your eyes as you began to see what the older girl was so mad at.

“ My name is Flower Girl “. You sighed as Garam began to speak again.

“ Do you know what I always make you call me Flower Girl Y/n? “. You shake your head.

“ I do it because right now I’m a flower girl who just will be throwing the flowers out of my, little basket when your getting married “. Garam got closer to you as you started to blush. “ But soon I’ll be the one getting married to you.. “. Garam said as she looked down at your lips.

You finally got it.. Garam was for you.. She always took care of you.. Stook up for you.. And constantly flirted with you of and on screen. “ Why can’t we just skip the flower girl part “. Garam looked back at your eyes in confusion.

“ Why don’t you just skip the flower girl part and be mine right now “. You said as the girl nodded her head furiously at the notion as you cupped her cheeks and kissed her.

You finally got it.. She was your flower girl.. Your one and only Flower Girl.

[idolsgeneration]

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