— un: reciprocated
— literary style: 3rd detailed.
— preferred length: multi para.
— favorite au/genre: hurt/comfort, angst, mystery, mythological creatures!au or anything to do with magic, royalty!au, anything that has the oriental element, and many more.
– taboo topics: nothing off the top of my head atm.
— writing sample:

"it's the first time donghyuck has let him in a secret. wide eyes and hushed voice and the nervousness pulling down the corner of his lip into a worried frown, the sun kissed boy seems–

vulnerable.

but the thing is, donghyuck was never this vulnerable in front of jeno throughout their three years of friendship. jeno always sees everything out of nothing – a mind that always tries to seek another image, another meaning; chains of conciousness trailing after him like a curse, weighing him down with every step he takes. and jeno sees donghyuck as a summer storm: destructive and unafraid, attention seeking, sweeping everything away in its path. playful eyes and honeyed voice, with steel in his conviction and whirlwind in his thoughts. not like this: unsure, scared, and his hands honest to god shake under jeno's careful scrunity.

boys like jeno are always the first one to go absolutely goner under charms that boys like donghyuck possess, and he feels his heart pounding loudly in his ribcage as he reaches over to take the tanned, trembling hand into his. boys like jeno win over people's trust with their friendly smiles and gentle words, a seemingly non judgemental facade that they put on like a second skin as their own charm. slow, sure and steady is the vibe that they give out, their patience a magic that can untangle the most twisted knot one can offer. right now, he's unraveling donghyuck's by staying silent, unnerved eyes staring into his bestfriend's anxious ones.

vulnerability of others, to jeno, is utterly beautiful – like fine china on a shelf, handed over to him in form of a gift: all wrapped up nicely with a bow of trust on top, and he holds onto it with utmost reverence and care. vulnerability is to be cherished. it's his code of conduct; careful hands and gentleness approved by his sentimental nature. stillness falls over them as if waiting for a pin to drop, a confession to make. it's always donghyuck who breaks the ice first between the two of them, and the rule doesn't fail to be applied this time as well.

"i saw someone died right in front of my eyes".

a drop of water to make the whole cup spill over. jeno stares at the nervous wreck that is his best friend, uncomprehending; his skin pulled tight under donghyuck's nails that are starting to leave angry red wells from holding onto his hand too tightly. donghyuck looks like he's about to cry and jeno feels panic seep into his conciousness as well, yet for an entirely different reason. excitement courses through his veins at his best friend's display of helplessness, something that makes him become terrified of himself.

boys like jeno hold a lot of secrets, even moreso than boys like donghyuck would ever do. the downside of owning a lot of self control is having a larger beast to hide; not just away from others, but even to himself. vulnerability is to be cherished, sure, yet the dark whisper of the beast within him tells otherwise; tantalizingly cruel and cynical like the poison it pumps through jeno's blood, tainting the vermillion shade into coal black of forbidden desire.

vulnerability is to be destroyed."