#Suit Saeran

[password-door-lock]

“How are you holding up?” You ask from the doorway. 

You know that you’re talking to Saeran rather than Ray. That much would be obvious from his posture, but the stylish, all-black outfit with its artfully placed chains certainly drives this point home. Therefore, you know that Saeran is at the RFA new years party because he wants to be, and not because he needed to take over for Ray in a sticky situation. Because he left the door ajar, you also know that he’s open to conversation, at least in the theoretical sense. 

“Fine,” says Saeran. Considering that he’s sitting in a dark room in the middle of the RFA party, you’re concerned that there may be more to the situation than that, but you won’t press if Saeran doesn’t want you to. 

Besides, you came here on a mission, and you intend to fulfill it. “I thought you might want some juice.”

“Juice?” Saeran echoes, “Like for a little kid?”

“Um…” You consider your response, studying the metallic label on the bottle. “According to Jumin, it’s very fancy French grape juice? That’s all I know about it. Ray tried it at Christmas.” Granted, it wasn’t his favorite, but you liked it fine when you had it, and Saeyoung is currently on his third or fourth glass. You know that it’s best not to assume that Saeran will share Ray’s opinion. “Maybe you’ll like it more than he did.”

Saeran nods. “Sure,” he says eventually. 

You pass him a glass, pour the juice, and wait for him to take a sip. Though he doesn’t say anything, it’s clear from the second sip he takes that Saeran, unlike Ray, is a fan of fancy grape juice. “Good, right?” You grin at him.

“Hm,” says Saeran. The noise reminds you of a purring cat, which makes your smile widen. “What?” He may be a bit grumpy sometimes, but he can’t fool you.

“You’re cute,” you inform him gently. Then, the second leg of your mission occurs to you. You don’t want to ruin the moment, but this is an important conversation to have. “Um, but listen… the fireworks are about to start, and Ray left his noise cancelling headphones at my place last night; I have them in my bag, so if you’re—”

“I’m not Ray,” Saeran cuts you off. He doesn’t sound particularly mad. 

“Of course not,” you assure him instantaneously. You’re not sure what gave him the impression that you would think otherwise. “I know who you are, Saeran.” 

“What I mean is… He’s not anywhere near right now,” Saeran explains, ignoring your reassurance. “So he won’t hear the sound and get scared. It doesn’t bother me, since I don’t remember… Ugh. You get it.” 

“Oh.” You’re not quite sure what to do with this information. Ray rarely talks about the explosion at Magenta, and Saeran has never brought it up with you before. It’s been years since that happened, and you’re sure that they’ve both discussed it at length with their therapist, but it’s never been any of your business. “Okay. I’m sorry, I was worried—” 

“I’m here because I wanted to see the fireworks,” Saeran informs you bluntly. You know him well enough to understand that he means no offense with his hard tone, and so you do your best not to take any. If he didn’t want to talk to you, he’d get up and walk away. “Otherwise, we’d be at home. I was in here because I thought… the window would be good.” Indeed, this vacant conference room does boast an impressive picture window.

“Oh. Uh, that sounds good. Thanks for telling me.” You know it means a lot for Saeran to open up to you, even about something as small as this. You take a small sip from your own glass of juice. “Do you want to go up to the roof and watch them, then? You’ll be able to see them a lot better, and it’s not dangerous— there’s a high railing.” Saeran shoots you an inquisitive look, and you feel the need to clarify. “Saeyoung and I used to go up there a lot after… well, it just wasn’t the same without you and Ray. It was hard… to enjoy the parties. But anyway, there’s a pretty good view up there, if you wanted to go up.” 

“Mhm.” Saeran holds his hand out, waiting for you to accept the contact before proceeding. Sometimes it’s hard to find the words, but you both know you’re more alike than an outside observer might assume. “Let’s go.”

[dailysaeran]

Happy pride month I can't believe they made bisexuals real can you believe it

Suit can't

Bi panic Suit is real too

And bi panic Sunset this is like one of 10 drawings of her blushing that's a once in a blue moon kinda event but GE Suit AND fem GE Suit? Bro.......

[sapphireicecream]

💃⛓️🥀🕺

[delphis-oracle]

a quick suit saeran

stopped drawing for a hot minute bc i didn’t like my style (i still don’t) but been working on some rika doodles too maybe ill post those soon

also final exams hhhhhahahahahaha i am cooked

[marshmallowprotection]

"What do you have there, Saeran?"

Saeran glanced over his shoulder to meet your gaze. He wasn't trying to go out of his way to hide what he was doing, which was a good sign, after all! It was a difficult transition to go from hiding something that had remotely anything to do with things that deviated from Mint Eye's goals to being allowed to enjoy his hobbies without a hammer being held above his head.

He knew you would never judge him for what he enjoyed, but he was still learning what he wanted to do with his time. It... was easier for Ray. Ray had begun to cultivate a garden in a small plot of your backyard. He started out a lot smaller despite the plans you'd seen in his journal if only because... he only had so much space to work with.

However, it gave him something to do in his free time and it kept his hands busy. Ray had a difficult time relaxing, and you knew that it wasn't that different for Saeran. He needed to do something. He couldn't sit still. They both didn't know how to catch their breath and let the moment play itself out. The therapist had advised them to take it easy, to build up their new hobbies without turning them into a big task like their previous job had done, but the idea of "taking things nice and easy" wasn't in their vocabulary.

So, to see him working on something made you happy, but you sought him out to make sure that he hadn't forgotten to take care of his needs. He needed to take longer breaks, drink some water, have a nice snack, lean his head back and relax his shoulders, and most of all, enjoy himself.

"A caterpillar habitat," he explained. "I noticed Ray's distress over a few eaten flower petals... and decided to investigate what creature had lunch in his garden. He doesn't want to hurt a little bug, but he doesn't want them to eat all of his flowers, either. I can't imagine I would be all that happy if somebody took me away from such a nice meal, so, I figure I should do something for the caterpillar."

A smile danced across your face as you realized his intention. Even after the fear Saeran had expressed to you about what he thought of himself compared to Ray, you couldn't see where he could've gotten that idea other than Rika. He feared that he was nothing but destruction, a hollow shell filled with nothing but anger, but here he was, with a pair of tender hands, taking care of a small bug that most people would simply smush to be rid of their "problem".

Not just because he wanted to look after Ray, but because he empathized with the creature who'd done nothing wrong.

He and Ray used to compare themselves to bugs, "we're insignificant, worthless, take up space, and better off dead". Saeran had only recently told you that they didn't view bugs like that... and the only reason why he ever said those words was... because they were insults hurled at him as a little boy. Those cruel words cut deep into his tender chest, into Ray's chest too, but they never thought to insult bugs or hate them for it.

How could they?

The bug had committed no crime, it merely existed. It was no different than how they never committed any crime by being born and... no one should have made them feel otherwise.

"I think that's a wonderful idea," you eventually said. "Have you been doing research on what they like best?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "It turns out there's a lot of material you can read on the subject online. I think... I've figured out the best environment for this little guy, though. I didn't want to get it wrong, so I made sure what I found was... more or less safe for his specific family. It's tricky to get it just right, apparently. It's so "simple" that you can miss it."

"Is there anything I can do?"

"...Can you grab some twigs from the garden?"

"Of course! We'll make the best home for your caterpillar friend."

[keggsdov]

an old suit saeran drawing that i won’t finish. he is NOT gonna check the messenger and he WONT hope its from mc

[withoutzeuzey]

He's my muse

[brainrotsaeran]

just posted this to tiktok :) same username as here

got the idea to draw little Choi like that from a Seven spaceship thought that says "Saeran looked so adorable when he was young, in his overalls" (he also has a Baskin Robbins tub of icecream, he deserves it)

[just-mysme-headshots]

Happy Expression with Suit?

Yeah, this is my favorite gun! Thanks for asking!

[fr7204]

You think Ray is an angel?

Saeran on V's route tells you otherwise...

[dailysaeran]

Hey Saeran whatchu got a waist like that for. For her to grab?🤨

More alt expressions under the cut

[sonendan]

Some time ago I also made my versions of saeran, now I bring a new one.

If you are interested about the explanation about my visual interpretation of saeran keep reading↓

Ray has tidier hair (he takes care of his appearance and straightens it), paler skin, dark circles under his eyes and dry and cracked lips. He cared about his appereance (more bcs what the others would say about him) but he life style does't a low him to take proper care of himself.

Saeran (suit-saeran or unknown) follows a similar look, with more marked dark circles under his eyes, but with messy hair, maybe because of all the times he grabs his head out of frustration. He want to difference from Ray's tidiness but his self neglect makes him share many physical characteristcs with him.

Lastly, my image of Saeran post after ending, some time later when he had rested properly. His hair grew back to its original color. The effects of the elixir left his body so his eyes have a color more similar to his brother (more about this >here<. He has slightly lighter locks as traces of his bleaching, his dark circles under his eyes partially faded and his skin regained more color thanks to his healthier lifestyle and more sun exposure.

[sapphireicecream]

⛓🫧

[delphis-oracle]

erm suit saeran i suppose

yea idk what happened w this drawing i had a completely different idea when i started but i did it wrong and couldn’t fix it without completely restarting so uhhhh…. i just messed w it bc i liked how it looked and didn’t wanna restart

so pardon whatever tf is going on in the background i didn’t even know what to do w it LMFAOOOO, alt mint version under the cut bc i like the red version better but it was still cool

[marshmallowprotection]

There is something so inherently funny to me about this particular option. You wake up in a groggy state and he is just standing there at the edge of the bed!

He's apologetic and you can't believe what you're hearing, so when you hear him say that he's sorry, you suddenly bolt awake and you're staring at him with wide eyes, and he has to put his hands up to stop you from doing something before you're completely awake. You can't believe it, he can't believe it, but you're both staring at each other, and it's awfully strange.

What do we do?