#but it's a hill i am willing to die on for how funny it'd be to do so

[ssaalexblake]

jodie ‘method acting’ whittaker growing another heart to play the role of a two hearted alien is what puts her at no.1 in the doctor actor competition and that’s that. 

[headshxtina]

[halcyon (adj): denoting a period of time in the past that was idyllically happy and peaceful.] [🌌]

[11:45 pm]

"y/n. i'm really tired. maybe you should go alone."

changbin muttered tiredly under his soft and embracing covers which seemed so delicious for a man who had been busy working for seven hours straight, his feet poking out from the covers because it was covering all of his head.

"it wouldn't be fun then... i didn't remember that you were tired. i really wanted us to go for a stroll upon the streets and the hill back there across the park. i wanted to do something for you, like pay stuff for you completely, you know."

"and why's that?" he whined and breathed into his fluffy pillow, pretending not to know.

"your birthday, you asshat."

"but you've already given me some stuff this morning..."

"not enough. you always ask to pay for me. not fair." you stated, feeling like a mom. you wanted to make him feel like the most precious and protected person on his birthday, to reciprocate the care he had always given you with willing. the day wherein he was born twenty years ago, the day where the stars had connected to gawk down and take care, meanwhile handing the multiple wonders of talent down to a little boy.

you wonder if his stars had also noticed your stars that you guys would meet on a faithful day.

"well. good night, love." the endearing words left your lips as you exhaled sadly while pulling the door out and had just walked a few steps only to meet with a slight accidental push from someone.

"nevermind. lets stroll."

without a second for you to comprehend and make out who was pushing you, a slightly cracked voice called.

"changbin?"

"come on, princess. i made up my mind. it'd be fine anyways. i've had enough sleep." he said, locking the door as you two beckoned to get out of the house.

---

[12:00 am]

the slightly chilly air of autumn swept over the affectionate connection the two of you. your hands never left along with the little night exercise you two were doing.

"changbin," you started. "how was the day?"

"great, everyone was wishing me happy birthday. chan gave me a big ass pan because he wanted me to continue to learn how to cook." the boy confessed, eyes looking forward to avoid the embarrassment.

you mocked his confession, "ohhh, he should be!"

"oh my god, shut." changbin chuckled while hitting your arm, making you hit back because of reflex.

the laughter was still lingering among you two when the bell of the convenience store rang as a respond to your appearance.

"I CAN COOK! i can make a lot of dishes now." he laughed loudly, making you two seemed like two annoying pricks messing up the quiet space.

"funny how you're learning to cook because of embarrassment."

"no. actually, it's just a particle. the main reason is because..."

you made no response, eyeing the mischevious and incomprehensive glint in his brown eyes, those who were now avoiding your gaze.

"i want to cook for you, you know..."

you let out a mere laugh. "oh changbin, i can cook too. but, thanks, i guess. it's good because both of us never actually cook and need delivery. mainly because i'm lazy, but still."

"and you shouldn't be cooking for me. we should all know how to cook. i should've learnt sooner." he stated with a strong voice.

"okay, mister rich boy."

both of you laughed, picking up some spices. "im paying today, changbin. shut up."

---

[12:45 am]

"do you like to go up there? like fly to the moon?"

"no, i wouldn't want to die."

"oh my god... you're so dumb."

now, you two lovebirds were laying down the surprisingly soft grass, on the hills behind the central park.

it was a moment of silence, his shadow seemed to be bursting out with gleam, matching the starry sky, even though it was a very dark and shadowy scenery.

changbin's outline was there, like a sketch the angels have drawn before, his nose, his delicate lips and his masculine jawline, the fluttering eyelashes moving elegantly under his fringe. you loved how the wind was sweeping past his face, revealing his forehead and a pretty smile of pleasure on his face.

every exhale he put out, the way his veins moved merely under his skin, his hand never leaving yours ever since you had been there on the hills, everything about him was so gorgeously planted on by love and care from mother nature.

his eyes seemed to speak his soul, with a child-like wonder gawking at the extraordinary and massively addictive night scene, as if you two were immersed into the sky with a big hug from the universe, matching you next to each other, shining brightly as well. stars fated, never leaving each other as lives kept reincarnating and envolving, and never leave each other, through deaths and reborns.

at the moment you met each other, you started to have a calm and balanced life-style. he kept you company, he made you feel free but still protected. seo changbin, he made you feel great.

"now can you look away now?"

"oh."

the annoying cocky eyebrow raise was there, as a organic representation of the word "asshole."

"oh, shut, y/n. stop fucking staring, i swear. you love me too much."

"and what about it, son?"

"so you need punishment!" he joked, moving inches closer, until your nose was on his, the sound of breathing connecting you.

"y/n. i love you."

"i know."

"no, it's not just 'i love you.' it's more like a kind of 'i love you so much i can't resist' kinda thing. i'm happy you're here with me. i love your company. you give me euphoria."

"changbin..."

"and i think, as cheesy as it sounds, you're essential. you help me understand more about myself. you make me, me. and i think that it's enough for someone perfect as you to be deserving love. you know that kind of middle school first cringey crush? well, i had felt that way when i first met you, it came in reverse all over again. it was so exciting."

"you helped me understand love novels, love lyrics i was contemplating about if i would ever get and write them myself. but now i could. because you give me the same feelings i never knew i needed so much that i came to ignore. but you solved it. you make me feel safe even without you around all the time. that is self-company AND love at the same time."

"it's not like i'm moon and you're star. it feels more like we're both stars, helping each other shine. no attachments, no angry fascination for just a short time. it's long and andearing, the more i realize as i fall in love with you each day. i'm happy i met you."

without a second word, you could feel a soft tear run down your eye at the way he was talking so fast with ebullience, without having to brood nor wonder.

falling into his embrace, you were ecstatic. it was his birthday, but he was giving you so much.

"changbin. shut up."

"so, i'm fine with you here." the words left his lips as he planted the softest kiss onto your lips, it felt like ineffable silk and honey.

"y/n, i'm crying seeing you cry. stop crying."

"fucking coward. just cry you asshat."

- tina