여진 ꒱ 💌🎨 ↳ chapter four: Random Black Streaks
❝ What keeps my heart awake is colorful silence.❞
▸ Claude Monet
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↠ 桃とクリーム ↞
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Daisy pov

Scouring my fingers through my hair, my introspection staring at me cues me "I need to re-dye my hair". Actually no. I yearn to dye it a different color, maybe I'll rectify myself up. Waltzing to my bathroom I pivot the medicine cabinet scampering for hair dye. " wow Daisy you went berserk when Arctic Fox had a sale" skimming my hand over the bottles I blind pick a color for the other half of my hair. Grabbing the bottle in between my two fingers I artless my eyes envisaging the onyx bottle in my hands.

"Black and pink, that's cute should I cut my bangs?" endeavoring my face in the mirror I scrunch my nose followed by a smile "fuck yeah, I'm giving myself bangs" taking my shirt off my back cheesing I scream with excitement "yes!"

Squeezing conditioner and the dye into the mixing bowl my bathroom door swings open, my mother piercing her eyes into my soul while Gabriel walks behind her, seeing me in just a sports bra he turns around groaning and pinching his nose "wow gabe you've never seen boobs before?, what a pre-teen you are mentally" I winking towards him.

"What do you think you're doing?!" she hollers at me, holding the mixing bowl up I shake my head "what does it look like I'm dying my hair" I erupt into tiny laughter. "Gabe, come in here guess what color I'm dying not hair?!" inquisitively he walks into the bathroom.

"is it blue?" he guesses "close, I wish I had some blue dye" he grabs the bowl from me smiling "pink?! Yes, I was hoping you'd do pink"

"duh! That's why I'm so excited" Gabriel tugs my index finger averting my attention towards my mother who is on the phone with Emily and my father. Telling them maybe the medication is causing me manic episodes. Slamming the door on her face I lock it. Gabriel's smile slowly spreads.

"music blasting time" he squeals, rolling on the gloves he blasts our playlist on my speakers, putting it loud enough to not hear the outside world, but enough to not get a noise complaint.

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Taehyung pov

Huffing I feel raven's body launched on top of mine "hey fun dip, your webtoon has over twenty-four thousand people are reading it!" her chin pressed into my collarbone. "the comments are so amiable teddy bear"

Teddy bear. Someone else used to call me that. Being called that nickname by different people, triggers different emotions. "Hm, in what way?" I pinch her cheeks, raven hates receiving affection but I wouldn't blame her, I'm the same way, but us having the big heart makes us melt the cold wall we've built up so we can be at least seventy percent healed and ready for the next person.

"A lot of people are saying that's such a hard choice to choose, and others are saying like no person is like worth fucking up your present for and it's crazy, people are making theories that maybe the main character is a time traveler, and his time keeps resetting but he has to figure out why" I raise my eyebrows at the assumption they're all close, but not exact either.

"So! I figured you'd spill the beans to me I'm your friend right?"
"And you're also a supporter, it can't work both ways" I push her to the side of the bed feeling her eyes gawking at me "how rude of you! I was the one who told you to publish it!" She tries
"You're the one who pushed the button" I correct her, hearing a low growl she flips the cover off the bed "you're a working masterpiece"

"Momma didn't give me a pretty face for no reason" I wink

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Daisy pov

Flicking my pen in between the crevice of my hand I stare at the frosted paper, filled with lines of poetry I have to interpret. But my mind feels so Boggled, my fingers tremble underneath the table the sounds of my professor writing on the dry-erase board is muffled out. Was the medicine too strong of a dose? , opening my jacket to get some air I hold my shirt in the clutch of my fist, my legs shaking in the same nature of an earthquake, my eyes were blurry and fading in and out. Fuck I gotta get out of here. Pushing the desk off me, I head for the door into the bathroom, where everything I ate was now leaving my body. Holding onto my chest I begin heaving heavier.

Leaning my head against the wall, I count from one to ten and backward, finally getting together I stand up to clean myself up. Getting back in the class I saw everyone starting to pack up, lowering my head I waltz to my seat. whispers of hateful comments float and bounce off me.

"I swear she runs off at least twice every fifteen minutes" "the bags under her eyes are puffer today, maybe she's taking those sleeping pills" "she's a fucking druggie, of course, she has no friends"

Closing my eyes ball my fist tightly, breathing out I let them go, hastily grabbing my bag the professor calls me over "yes professor?" I ask "I just wanted to check up on you, are you doing okay?"

Nodding my head I give him a reassuring smile "yes sir, I'm okay I just had the urge to throw up is all" which technically wasn't a lie, but what made me feel like that?

"Okay, I'm just making sure, your parents told me to watch over you since you didn't want to feel crowded by a helper next to you" hm, of course, my parents talked to all my professors.

"I see, but you can inform them I'm fine" bowing I fix my hair and exit out the classroom, the air smelled cleaner out here versus in the classroom, I felt suffocated. Retrieving my phone from my backpack, I text Gabe to come pick me up.

[From: Daze🦋]
Hey! Come pick me up :(
[from : pickled Gabe 🥒]
And why should I?
[From: Daze🦋]
Because you like hanging out with me >•<
[From: Daze🦋]
Plus I have money for us to eat at that taco place
[from : pickled Gabe 🥒]
You only go there when you've had a bad day?
[From: Daze🦋]
Yeah :(
[From: Daze🦋]
Don't be subtweeting me like that -.-
[from : pickled Gabe 🥒]
omw

It wasn't the utmost atrocious day, but it wasn't something to wail about either. Pivoting my legs back and forth a duck perches in front of the bench, retreating a bag of grapes, I rip them open so the duck can eat from it properly. But deciding to remove the plastic bag. "here you go, sweetie" I beam at the duck. "I don't know why your degree isn't in zoology" a voice makes me lookup.

"did you just arrive?" I stand-up slowly trying not the frighten the duck. Stepping around it I meet Gabe by his side. "yes I did! You would know if you've checked your phone" he plucks my forehead, frowning I hold my forehead in my hand. "can't you see I was helping a duckie?!" I punch his arm.

"tsk, are animals better than your best friend?"
"yes" Gabriel scoffs pulling his keys out of his pockets "maybe I'll leave you with the animals" smiling I bump into his shoulder happily.

Leaning my back against the window my legs spread out on the remainder of the scarlet booth, Gabriel on the opposing side coping the same thing as me "you wanna talk about it?" Gabriel leans his head on the window, his hoodie blocking his eyes with a strawberry shake in his left hand.

"I had what felt like an anxiety attack, but it felt so bad that I threw up was that tmi?" I scrunch my nose looking at him "keep going" is all he replies, setting my drink down I face towards him "I felt so shaky but so high at the same time, like I had a burst of energy to skydive" chewing on the pearls in my tea Gabriel fix's his posture grabbing my hand, in his other hand he throws the money down on the bill.

Trotting as if we didn't pay for the fare, we romp in the car driving off, my soles up on the dashboard I let my hand gush out the window, swaying my fingers to the music, every so often I gawk at him but he doesn't say an utterance just glimmers with his hand through mine. A habit I formed getting in the car furthermore, they freak me out, but what other conveyance do we have that will get you directly where you need to go? Looking at the panorama I see immense pine trees towering over the car.

"This is beautiful" I gasp, sticking my head out the window I take in the aroma of pinecones, saltwater, the smell of leaves that just turned from green to brown. "smells a lot like Thanksgiving" my dimples creasing my cheeks. Gabriel parks the car, hurriedly I unfasten my seatbelt. In the distance, I see a dock "race you to it!" I yell
"don't pick a fight you won't win" Gabriel mocks me, taking on my challenge him and I race to the dock, technically he beat me, but he rewinded and went slow behind me. Laying flat on the wood my feet hangs off the edge.

"You're a brave woman huh?" Gabe lays his body next to mine, his head bolstered up by his fingers. " gotta take risks if you wanna live happily"
"You're right about that"
"Hey gabe? I was think about not taking the drugs anymore"
"That's a good idea day, did you take any today?"
"Yeah, and this new medicine made me feel so frazzled and so weak" I puff my chest "they made me feel disgusting"

His hand pats my hair at a slow rhythm, my eyes closing with his tempo he knew how I felt without going into depth, "you know, if you ever need a place to stay, I could arrange something" he commends me

"Arrange something? Like what?" I look up at him "let's just say I'm planning to move into an apartment of my own, and I can get you a apartment room of your own, no one will know where we are except my godmom maybe"

"I would love that, sign me up neighbor" gleaming I feel his fingertips slipping through my hair toward my earlobe. "ill come get you tomorrow morning to see how you like the area, I think you'd really love it"

"i trust you, so let's go it!" I hug him around his neck, his fingers drumming on my skin.

Getting home I flip on the bed scrolling through my recent read of webcomics "yes! They've uploaded" I squeal in my covers. The main character seems to be sinking his eyes are wide open with a million thought bubbles around him. A hand reaching towards him with a luminous yellow speck engulfing his arms. "do you miss your old life?" the young man speaks to him "or do you miss the person?" the main character doesn't answer he only closes his eyes hugging his chest tightly.

"what if I said maybe in this lifetime you could be together? But you have to risk giving up your past or I can rewrite your future all of your old memories may not surface"

"what's the catch?" the main character voices
"that person eventually remembers you, or they are your soul mate, you can get all your memories back"
"rewrite my future"
"I must warn you, your future has been set in stone for this lifetime, but once I rewrite it, you are responsible for all of your mishaps and I cannot help you nor give advice"
"understood?"
"understood"

I lean my head back feeling scared for the main character, in a way I'd rather erase my future than my past, but what if in this lifetime the person they are looking for as completely changed? What if they're in a completely different body? How would they know how to find them?

The main character wakes up in their body drenched in sweat, meeting face to face with a woman dressed in red clothing her eyes gleaming in purple "finally someone who was dumb enough to sign a contract" she giggles , an evil smirk painted on her lips trimming from corner to corner. "You could have unlimited powers if you help me find this girl, I have a bone to pick with her, and her royal family"

Covering my mouth with my hand I yawn into it, my eyes begin to dose off "I wanna finish this it's so good" I think out loud as I'm ready to scroll a call from gabe pops up. Groggily I answer him "hello?"

"How does moving in Friday sound like to you?" The smile plastered on my face followed by the muffled screams in my pillow "I take that as a yes" he further complies "a million times!!" I giggle.

New beginnings. New life. Can anything go wrong?

₊❏❜ 🧑🏾‍🎨⋮[Author's Note] ⌒⌒
Someone seems interested in taehyungs story ooo, anyways hello guys! I'm here with another chapter. I genuinely love writing for this story. I know y'all are tired of my angst but trust me it gets better!! Lol. But Taehyung is living his dream how cute is he♡︎ I love each and everyone of you guys. Stay healthy and happy🦋🌿

.˚ ₍🎨₎ paint the perfect image, but will it actually be reality? Or imagination?