chained together, you and i

by imliterallysuawhatareyouonabout

Summary:

Luka sat staring at the dry wall. He noticed cracks he hadn't seen before, and paint peeling slowly off. The cracks were shaped like a heart. With all of the heartstrings. He thought it was sort of resemblant to him, being held in this cage.

Mizi arrived. His roommate, with wavy pink curls he thinked looked like food. He wouldn't be surprised if a rabid animal tried to eat it. Mizi gave him a glance with those piercing yellow eyes that he thought could stab someone. She had no light in her eyes, just pure, and utter, sadness. Something he couldn't fix. He didn't think Mizi liked him.

"Are you staring for a reason?"

Mizi asked, sitting herself down on the windowsill after being removed from her chains.

"Welcome back to you too." Luka muttered underneath his breath.
..

or!

luka, mizi, till stuck in cages when the rebellion comes to save them.

a world where the alnst doesn't exist.. yet;)

Notes:

hiiii!! so, I wrote this fanfic due to my hyperfixation on alien stage. it's based of 'so if i survive, ill see you tomorrow'. it's a hyunluka heavy centric fanfic because i feel like there isn't enough of them. anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 1: Information

In this universe, humans can be bought and sold as they please. From aliens, so technically like the original but scrap out the stage part. However, some humans are currently chained in dungeons. And the only way to get them out is if another human saves them. And Luka is waiting for his 'knight in shining armour.'

Human names

Luka - Luka centric, main character with yellow/blond hair. He has yellow eyes and purple fingertips due to his heart disease.

Hyuna - Lukas love interest.

Mizi - Lukas current roommate.

Till - A rebel who is in the currently across from Lukas cage.

Sua - Mizi's love interest.

Ivan - Tills love interest.

Chapter 2: this is only the beginning

Summary:

the daily routine

Notes:

enjoyyy thank you for reading

Luka sat staring at the dry wall. He noticed cracks he hadn't seen before, and paint peeling slowly off. The cracks were shaped like a heart. With all of the heartstrings. He thought it was sort of resemblant to him, being held in this cage.

Mizi arrived. His roommate, with wavy pink curls he thinked looked like food. He wouldn't be surprised if a rabid animal tried to eat it. Mizi gave him a glance with those piercing yellow eyes that he thought could stab someone. She had no light in her eyes, just pure, and utter, sadness. Something he couldn't fix. He didn't think Mizi liked him.

"Are you staring for a reason?"

Mizi asked, sitting herself down on the windowsill after being removed from her chains.

"Welcome back to you too." Luka muttered underneath his breath.

".."

Mizi didn't really say anything after that apart from the occasional sigh.

"Oh, they said they're giving out notebooks to cure boredom earlier."

Mizi looked at Luka, her hair in her eyes.

"..Okay," Luka responded, monotonous as he continued looking at the wall. The paint was annoying him now. He wanted to peel it off but he was afraid of the aliens punishing him.

Mizi had started humming a tune, and she was staring out the window like it would save her life. Maybe someday, someone would come through that window. That there was a chance of saviour. She got goosebumps at the thought. Saving? She might not believe it would happen, but maybe, just maybe there might actually be a glimmer of hope through her dry gaze.

Luka started picking at his skin. His fingertips were cold, as usual, due to lack of oxygen and blood around that area. After all, he did have a heart disease.

The heavy doors to the room suddenly opened, with a scrape against the floor. Luka was startled at the loud sound, but a notebook was shoved into his hands, and Mizi's, for that matter.

The door slammed with a loud bang, the echo bouncing off the stone walls. Luka opened the first page to the notebook and started scribbling down some things he had thought of.

"My saviour, 아름다운 영혼"
"Make me your god, I can give you everything"
"우리의 어둠이 겹칠 때, 내가 다 가져가게 해줘"

He had thought of the next lyrics, but he didn't actually have any idea of who he was writing for. Who was the 'Ruler of His Heart?' and why did he feel so empty whilst writing it?

He closed his notebook before opening it again. He quickly scribbled down a few more lyrics.

"Ruler of my heart"
"Ruler of my heart"
"Ruler of my heart"
"당신은 영원히 아름다워요"
"Ruler of my heart"
"Ruler of my heart"
"Ruler of my heart"

He closed the notebook again. He rested his head on the cold, concrete wall. It felt concerningly comfortable, and he felt as though he may fall asleep.

...

Food eventually rolled around, and Mizi and Luka were forced out of their rooms to eat. They weren't given anything too filling, and Luka was on a strict diet anyway. After all, he was a fan favourite in the idol community. He had to stay skinny for photoshoots.

Mizi had left Luka to go and sit with Till, her closest friend in the prison (if you could call it that.) Luka was nearly one hundred percent sure Till liked Mizi, but he thought that may have sprouted from adoration. He didn't say anything to him, as Till was quite hot-headed and angered easily. He wasn't treated very well by the aliens, because he was rebellious. Luka had always said to himself, 'Act well in front of aliens. They will treat you well, favour you, and you will get increasingly less punishments.'

Luka sat alone at a table, eating something he didn't necessarily like; but he dared not complain. He might throw up again but that wasn't his problem. He'd suck it up and ignore the aftertaste until breakfast.

Till was talking incredibly loud, and it gave Luka a headache. When Luka got headaches, they turned into chronic migraines. So he was ready for another insufferable night of tossing and turning, cold towels, anything to get rid of the migraine.

Dinner was officially over, and all humans had returned to their cages. Mizi had taken her spot on the windowsill again, looking down at the so called sun setting.

Luka was writing lyrics in his notebook again. He found these notebooks much more fun to use than he thought they'd be.

"지금 이 순간을 놓치지 마세요"
"Oh in a blink gone"

He had always had a passion for writing song lyrics. It was just a hobby he found fun. And something that took his mind of the aching in his head.

Mizi jumped off of the windowsill, her hair swaying behind her. She jumped into the bed beside where Luka was sat and attempted to sleep. She fell asleep quite quickly, and it showed with her breathing. Luka followed shortly after her. His mind kept him awake, aswell as the pain in his head. But he eventually drifted off to sleep in the rough, tattered blankets once again, and the world seemed to shut behind him.

...
Luka woke to the sound of banging in his temples. Mizi was awake, and on the windowsill again. Luka sat up, his blond hair messy and ruffled. He was hungry, but he wouldn't say that outloud.

"Good morning to you." Mizi said, her voice dry, with no emotions whatsoever.

"..Good morning, Mizi."

Mizi's lips curved into a small smile, before she looked out the window again.

Luka reached for the notebook again. This time, he started drawing. Drawing his ideal world. Somewhere where he could be free, where they weren't trapped. Where they weren't treated like mental asylum patients.

Mizi was in her notebook now, drawing aswell. But she seemed to be drawing the view of the sky.

Luka stuck his tounge out in concentration, really pouring everything into the drawing. He pulled it back from his face to examine it, and then realised how bad it looked. He stared at the drawing for around a minute before flipping the page immediately.

"I should probably stick to lyric writing." He whispered to himself.

...
Breakfast.
7:00AM.

Honestly, Luka was glad he got fed at the very least, but he was treated differently. He was given different food to everyone else. And he always sat on his own, something he wished would change. He felt lonely.

Then Mizi sat in front of him, and Till sat next to her. Mizi smiled at Luka, her eyes still full of darkness. Till wasn't really focusing on whatever was happening.

"Hey, Luka." Mizi smiled.

Luka stopped moving his spoon for a second before putting it back in his mouth and swallowing. "Hi, Mizi."

"How come you always sit on your own? You must be lonely." She spoke softly.

"..I guess it does get boring." He responded, continuing to eat his cereal.

Till finally tuned in, and actually directed his attention towards to conversation instead of the walls.

"Well, we'll sit with you from now on," Mizi grinned, her voice full of emotions, even though her eyes told a completely different story.

"..Oh, okay." Luka replied, finishing his cereal.

Till looked at Luka. "You usually that quick at eating?"

Luka looked back at Till. "Are you usually this slow at eating?"

Till smirked. "Touché."

Luka had finished eating, so he sat waiting for the aliens to give him permission to go back. Mizi was talking to him with loads of energy, Till sometimes joining in.

Now that breakfast was over, the three made their way back into their cages. Till was in the cage across from the two, so they occasionally talked. Mizi was sat on the windowsill once again, sat with nothing to do. Luka was back at writing lyrics when a sudden bang was heard.

Luka jumped, fear settling into his brain. Mizi had seemed to notice it too, and her face had turned towards the cage bars. And then, the lockdown drill was heard.

Notes:

thank you so much for reading, I can't wait to make the next chapter :))

Chapter 3: give or take

Summary:

MY SAVIOUR

Notes:

do I know how to fade into a storyline? no! so do i just go straight to the point? YES!

Luka sat up. Mizi seemingly did so too. But neither of them moved. Lukas ears were ringing, and so were Mizi's. And then, a gunshot ran through cleanly in the ringing.

A grunt was heard, then a slam onto the floor.

"Ugh, Hyuna, you got all the blood over me."

A female voice could be heard now. Luka was trying to stay calm.

"Well sorry, it was so fucking fat,"

Lukas eyes widened a fraction at the vulgar language.

"Can you two stop complaining and actually focus for once?"

Then the three voices came into view, and Mizi focused solely on one with black hair and lavender eyes.

"Finally, we're here," The tall male with black hair complained.

"There's so many," The female with brown hair spoke, her voice gentle.

"Well it is basically a market, idiot," The shorter female with a black bob responded.

"Let's just start unlocking them already."

The taller female walked towards the door, unlocking it quickly. Mizi was really, really surprised. Luka wasn't really paying attention to the fact he was going to be released. Just that this beautiful lady was taking him with her. Or not.

"There. Uhm, hi. I'm Hyuna." Hyuna spoke, smiling at the two.

Mizi stood in disbelief. "You're going to free us?"

Hyuna nodded, and looked at the boy staring at her.

"Come on, you! We don't have enough room in the car to fit you all in~."

She started humming as she walked away. The other boy, the taller one, was unlocking Till's cage. And surprisingly enough, Till complied.

The three people who had saved them very clearly did not have enough room in the car to save everyone. So they only saved Luka, Mizi, and Till.

"Anyway, welcome into the car!" Hyuna was trying to hype them up.

"..It's.. cool." Till said, trying to lift her mood.

"I know, right?!" Hyuna grinned.

"Anyway, I'm Ivan. That's Sua. And that's Hyuna."

Ivan called out the names of the black haired, short bob girl, and Hyuna, who waved.

"Thank you for saving us!" Mizi said, happily.

Till said the same thing after. "Yeah, thanks," Well, okay, not exactly the same thing.

...
Wherever Hyuna had taken them, it was rough. Tattered and old. Luka grimaced about the fact that this was probably his new place of living.

Hyuna took the three inside, Ivan and Sua just staying in the car for ages. Hyuna gave them a tour, but Lukas eyes stayed on Hyuna. He didn't care about anything other than Hyuna.

Then came Hyunwoo, Hyuna's brother.

"Oh, heya Noona," He greeted her, watching his phone immensely.

Luka looked down at the rectangular thing emitting light.

The words came out of Mizi's mouth before they came out of his.

"What's that?" She asked.

"A phone," Hyuna responded, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Oh, you probably don't know what it is. It's basically a device you can watch things on and communicate with people, no matter the distance."

Luka understood the concept, but why would they need something like that? He'd just ask that later.

Mizi nodded eagerly. "Oh, also, where's that Sua girl? Is she here?"

Hyuna nodded, a knowing smirk on her face. "She's in her room. Straight down then take a left."

Till walked with Mizi. So now it was just Hyuna and Luka.

"Soo, what's your name?" Hyuna crossed her arms and leaned against a drawer.

"I-I'm Luka." He had never stuttered talking to someone before, but this beautiful lady, just kept making his heart do little jumps.

"Nice to meet ya, Luka. So, how long you been trapped for?" She hoisted herself up onto the dressing drawer.

"Uhm, nearly my whole life."

"And that iss?" She questioned.

"Around twenty-four years..?"

Hyuna spat out an imaginary drink.

"Twenty-four years in that hellhole?"

Hyunwoo closed the door and left, leaving them completely alone.

"Yes."

Luka found somewhere to sit and pulled out his notebook. He continued to write lyrics.

"Hm, what are you writing?"

Hyuna asked, looking at his pristine, cursive handwriting.

"Lyrics." He bluntly responded, not interested in conversation right now.

"Ooh, what kind of lyrics? I love to sing, maybe I could help you!" She suggested.

"Mm." Luka ignored it, but put it into the back of his mind.

Hyuna walked over to Luka, sitting beside him. Shoulder to shoulder. She looked at the lyrics, and gasped.

"흠, 음, 아가
어서 잠들거라
눈을 감으면 낙원에서
뛰놀거라"

"흠, 음, 아가
스륵 잠들 거라
그새 초라한 달은
꿈을 꾸나"

"This is really good!! Like, really good!! I'd love to try and sing this!!"

Luka's eyes brightened at the compliments, his cheeks gently painting red. He didn't know why they did that. He felt hot all of a sudden. He assumed it was the migraine.

"Thank you.." He whispered, continuing to write.

"Anytime,"

"The gentle wind
Sways and dances
As breath sinks deep
With quiet longing
And without a word
You'll embrace
The sea that sings"

His handwriting was beautiful. Sure, he had better days with it, but it was still beautiful. He shut his notebook, to find Hyuna looking at him.

"Y'know, you're really adorable." She said, her voice above a whisper.

"I'm probably older than you." Luka tried to divert the topic away from the fact his face was turning red.

"Yeah, you are." She giggled.

"..I am? I just guessed." He looked away from Hyuna.

"By three years, yes. I'm twenty one."

Luka nodded, his face steaming.

"So.. don't call me adorable then.." He muttered, covering his face.

"But you're just so adorable!!" She giggled, resting her back against her bed.

"I am not adorable," He added.

"Yes, you are." She responded, so sure of it.

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you, are. End of discussion."

Lukas muscles around his mouth contracted into what seems to be a tiny smile. Hyuna's face entirely lit up.

"Hey, I know of a place where we can make your songs real!"

Luka looked up, immediately intrigued. "..?"

Hyuna thought, lost for a few seconds before pulling herself back into the real world. "Some of my friends play instruments. You can sing, right?"

Luka nodded.

"Great, I'll try and set you up with them. If it doesn't work, then I'll try again!" She seemed so enthusiastic. It made Lukas heart kick against his chest loudly.

"Anyways, I'll see you later. I gotta be somewhere, but if you want you can stay in here."

Luka felt his heart drop, aswell as the butterflies in his stomach. "Oh, alright. I'll see you later then."

Hyuna left the room with a huge grin on her face.

...
Sua was sat in her cold room, ripped posters on the walls. Ivan was sat with her, just playing with his phone, when Mizi and Till walked in.

"Oh, hello." Sua sat up, straightening her posture.

"Hi!" Mizi chirped, sitting next to Ivan. Till awkwardly sat next to Sua.

"Do you need something?" Sua asked, Ivan still staring at his phone.

"Ah, no. I just wanted to make some friends, as well as Till, really."

Till looked down at the floor.

"Yeah, okay. You can stay in here then." Sua went back to her phone and Till looked over, Sua shooing him away.

Mizi looked at Ivan's phone and they ended up watching kittens together, and 'awwing' every four seconds.

Sua sighed, cracking her knuckles as she finally allowed Till to look at the screen.

"Thanks." He muttered.

Today was eventful.

Notes:

thank you for reading it rlly means the world <3

Chapter 4: snake

Summary:

Hyuna and Luka development and Luka's internal pain

Mizis opinion on herself

Ivanmizi besties moment

Notes:

HII so sorry i took so long to write this but

I've come up with a schedule for it!!

I'll post every three days maybe, idk. I have school but I stay up at like three am working on this 😅
I'M SO SO SO SO SO SORRY IF THEY'RE SHORT I JUST DONT KNOW HOW TO TRANSITION... THEY'LL GET LONGER THE MORE I POST!!!
enjoy!!

Hyuna walked back into the old, broken building. She walked around five minutes to get to her room, speaking to some people on the way. She opened the door to her room, warmth hitting her face.

Luka was sat on the wall, where she had left him exactly. He was still scribbling, just little doodles now. She sat in front of him again, and gently smiled.

"Hey, Luka."

Luka's head shot up to look at Hyuna. He smiled before looking back down at his scribbles.

"Hi, Hyuna,"

She pulled out one of her own notebooks, lending it to Luka.

"Here, take a look at some of my notes. They have some lyrics in that might give you inspiration. But I think my style is completely different to yours."

She laughed, Luka staring at the notebook as if it was treasure. "Thank you, Hyuna."

"You're welcome," She then scrolled through her phone, nothing much to do, after all, people didn't really have social media anyway. Not if they were locked up, being sold or even being forced to be an idol. A photo from a few years back, great.

Luka was concentrating really hard on whatever he was doing, and Hyuna found it absolutely adorable. He was sticking his tounge out in full concentration again, and Hyuna noticed something she hadn't before.

"Have you always had purple fingers?" She questioned.

Luka looked down at his fingertips.

"Yes. I have a heart diasese."

Hyuna's face dropped, along with her happiness.

"Ah, I see."

She didn't ask anymore.

...
Mizi was still sat with Ivan, and they were with joking about inside jokes they had made two minutes ago. Sua mentally rolled her eyes along with Till who did the same.

"Can you two be quiet?" Sua shushed, her voice quiet and gentle but authorotive.

"S-Sorry.." Mizi said, holding back a laugh.

Ivan burst out into laughter along with Mizi. Whatever they were finding funny, was definitely, not humourous at all.

Till rolled his eyes and looked back at Sua's phone. She had found a tiktok about someone saying 'When you're having a really bad day but your brother comes in and fucking throws a pillow at you.' She liked the video.

"Do you have a brother?" Till asked.

"Mhm. He's right there, clutching his stomach from laughing so hard."

Sua pointed at Ivan.

"Oh. Now that I know, it's kinda glaringly obvious."

"Yeah, yeah. We look alike. We get that a lot."

Till grinned, directing his attention back to the rectangular thing.

Mizi and Ivan eventually calmed down, the occasional giggle still being heard, and the mutter of words that just make them burst out into laughter again.

Sua was sort of leaning into Till's shoulder. But he didn't care, it wasn't meant to be romantic after all. It wasn't even meant to happen. So he ignored it.

"H-Hey, Till?" Mizi stuttered out, laughing.

"Yeah, Mizi?" He responded, his face etched with confused.

"Why.. why did the cat cross the road?"

Till had a deadpanned look on his face.

"Probably to get to the other side."

Mizi and Ivan laughed, "How did you know?!"

It wasn't even that funny.

...
The same breaths of air he was taking wasn't doing anything to soothe his migraine. They were so bad, he couldn't move. He was used to treatment from the aliens, that didn't even work anyway.

Luka slouched over in pain in the bed he was given, arguably comfier than the one in the cell. He buried his face into the cold pillow, and felt a wave of nausea. He won't be sick, but he felt it. It was terrible, getting chronic migraines all because of someone talking loudly.

However, the bed he had been assigned, was in Hyuna's room. Turns out, she had a spare bed she would set up for him. And Luka really didn't mind. He was happy. Really happy.

His head bumped with every pulse of a heartbeat. He felt his eyes become heavy before they became light again. He just stared at the ceiling for around twenty minutes straight, before tossing and turning, and tossing and turning. He couldn't sleep. He wouldn't sleep. His body wouldn't let him.

He noticed another crack in the ceiling. He found this odd. Were the cracks perhaps symbolising something? Again, it was shaped like a heart. But this time, without the heartstrings. Maybe it was a sign, that since he's here now, he wouldn't be tugged on like a puppet. Like something worthless.

He looked to the other wall. No cracks, just pure white paint. He sighed, closing his eyes. His head suddenly sharply stabbed itself, making Luka jolt upwards from the sudden pain. He was used to this type of pain, of course, but it still was unhelpful when he was trying to fall asleep.

His lips dried up, his face becoming pale. Why did they do that when he got a migraine? He noticed Hyuna still sat up, on her phone. She had glanced over at Luka a few times but looked back. She assumed he was okay, after he had lied back down.

But in reality, he wasn't okay at all. His head hurt, his throat was tight, and his throat was dry aswell. A bad combination. His asthma was getting worse, and he coughed.

"Are you alright?"

Hyuna was now sitting up, her back against her bed frame. Luka coughed again.

"I.. I'm fine, just asthma." Luka responded, coughing again.

"Oh.. do you need any help?" Hyuna was sat up now and moving towards his bed.

"Oh, I'm okay, but thank you.." Luka felt his body flush warm as Hyuna put her hand in his.

"Okay, just let me know if you need anything." Her knuckles brushed against his palm as she walked away. Luka felt cold as her warm hand moved away from his. He almost felt incomplete.

...
Mizi moved to where she was assigned. Her room was lonely, now that she wasn't with Luka. She didn't know if she liked it here yet. The people here were lovely, but did she really deserve to be saved? Was she saved because of her looks?

Maybe if she became uglier, she wouldn't be in the situation she was now. She'd probably be in a desert somewhere, dead. People only liked her because of her looks.

And that was all.

Nothing because of her actual personality. Nothing because of her horrible side. Nothing because of anything she was actually like.

She could leave the aliens protection, but still remain ugly on the inside.

Something out of her control.

She could join a rebellion, become happy.

But as they say, a snake can shed its skin and still remain a snake.

And that's exactly what Mizi thought she was. A snake.

She lay with her stomach facing the roof, her thoughts consuming her brain.

She didn't sleep that night.

Notes:

I hope you enjoyeddd!! also, thank you for leaving kudos, it means the world <3

Chapter 5: cats

Summary:

Mizisua development yayy

Notes:

hi again... so im sorry if this is rlly rlly short.. i just didn't know what to add next... so you should be excited for the next chapter...

It wasn't his fault. He didn't mean to. He didn't know what he was doing.

He was only twelve. Stop tormenting him like this.

He apologised. So just accept it. Why are you doing this to him?

Luka.

LUKA!

Luka woke with a start, his body jolting upwards. He sat straight up, his posture with no falter. The nightmare he had gave him an even worser ache in his head. His sweat was cold, and his breath was fast.

He couldn't breathe. His lungs were screaming. All because of those damn aliens.

Maybe if he hadn't accidentally hit someone, he wouldn't have had that nightmare. He wouldn't have relived that time.

Maybe if he obeyed the aliens at the age of twelve, he wouldn't have gotten abused.

Because the guilt of being young settled into his brain. If his heart couldn't take it, his brain would send it into overload.

Luka moved to the edge of his bed, looking at himself in a shattered mirror. His hair was messy, and his eyes were heavy. He looked like a mess.

He pressed a hand to his cheek, and lay back down on his pillow. He attempted to fall back asleep, but it didn't work. His eyes refused to close for too long.

Every ticking second was more pain. More insufferable banging in his head. More stupid questions. More idiots asking if he was alright. Even if he answered yes, he would still be forced to do photoshoots.

His hands were freezing. As they were, usually. He glanced over to Hyuna's bed. She was still asleep. He sighed, pulling his blanket over his head.

He wished his life was just normal.

...
Ivan was in Sua's room again. Originally, they were both on their phones, having a bonding moment, when Ivan threw a pillow at Sua.

Her eyebrows curled in anger and Ivan could practically see the book flying towards him.

He caught it in his hand, laughing.

"Is that all you got?"

Sua's mouth formed what looked like anger. She kept throwing books at him until one actually hit his head.

"Owch!! Uncalled for!!" He complained, now touching the sore bump forming on his head.

Sua smirked. Her mission was complete.

"You are so annoying sometimes," Ivan prodded at Sua's foot.

"Stop touching my foot, you weirdo," She pulled her foot onto the bed.

"It wasn't meant to be seen that way, you freak." Ivan smirked.

"Do you wanna go?" Sua said, her voice rasping with anger.

Ivan nodded.

They started scrapping on the floor, Ivan pulling Sua's hair as Sua tried to pull a ninja stunt.

What the two of them didn't know, is that Till and Mizi were stood in the doorframe, waiting to be noticed. Till scratched his neck as Mizi watched in surprise.

"Grr- give me back my phone!!" Sua yelled, grabbing onto Ivan's elbow.

"Ow!! Get off me!!" He yelped.

"I'm not even pulling that hard, you baby!!" She responded in anger.

"Atleast I don't read the same books every single day!!" He argued.

"Oh, so you wanna pull this now?!" She replied, her voice laced with frustration as she still tried to get her phone back.

"Yes, I do!!" Ivan looked at Sua's lavender eyes before pulling her phone and throwing it out of the room.

"IVAN." She yelled, her voice very clear.

"Oops." He covered his mouth, chuckling.

Sua finally noticed Mizi and Till.

"Oh.. uhm.. hello." She waved, embarrassed. "How much did you see?"

Mizi stepped into the room, Till following shortly behind her.

"Every...thing?" Mizi hesitated.

"Great, Ivan! Now you've fucking embarrassed me!" She got up to go and get her phone.

"Not my fault you threw a book at me," He shrugged his shoulders.

"Because you were being a prick," She responded, her voice corrected his.

"Language." Ivan looked at Sua and gave her another smirk.

"If you smirk at me one more time, it will be my fist instead of a book."

Mizi and Till stood there awkwardly, waiting for the sibling rivalry to be over.

"Okay, okay, jeez." Ivan laughed, sitting back down on the blanket.

"You two can sit down now. Sorry about him."

Ivan rolled his eyes. "Sorry about her."

Sua shot him a glare.

"Oh my, sorry," Ivan sarcastically responded.

Till sat next to Ivan instead of Sua today. So Mizi sat with Sua.

Both got on surprisingly well until Ivan said something that angered Till.

God knows what it was.

...
Hyuna woke up, her hair wavy. She sat up, and looked at Luka, who was hurled over in pain.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

Luka heard her voice and sat up immediately.

"I've been worse," He admitted.

Hyuna crossed her arms, her hair trapping in her elbows.

Luka spoke bluntly, "You're very beautiful."

Hyuna's face lit up. "Awhh, you're so adorable!!"

Luka's muscles around his mouth moved into a smile, his cheeks gentle pink.

"I'm older than you,"

"I still find you adorable. Now let's find you some medicine, cause you look like shit," She spoke, her voice gentle.

"..Okay." Luka laid back down, his neck meeting with the cool pillow. He felt relief for a few seconds before the pain returned.

Hyuna was scanning through packets of different medicine before she found the right one.

"Found it! Uh, take two of these. I'll go get some water."

She handed the packet of the pills to him, her fingers brushing against his briefly. It gave Luka chills. He had never felt this way with anyone before.

He rested the pills on his chest whilst he waited for Hyuna. She came back quickly, and handed him a glass of water.

"So like, what is it exactly? Cause I can tell you're in pain."

She grabbed a chair and sat next to Lukas bed. Luka looked away from her. He avoided eyecontact.

"I suffer from asthma, chronic migraines, and a heart diasese."

Hyuna's eyes widened. "Oh. Damn."

Luka laughed, genuinely laughed, before taking his drink and sipping with the pills.

"Thank you."

Hyuna smiled.

"Don't worry about it."

...
The morning was like frostbite cast upon hills. Sua had stepped outside to light a cigarette, the cold nipping at her nose.

"Fuck, it's freezing," She muttered.

Someone tapped her shoulder, making her drop her cigarette.

"Oh, sorry!! I just - wanted to see the morning - I've only ever seen it from a window before."

Sua looked at the girl, who was now attempting to pick up the cigarette.

"Don't worry, I'll get it," Sua bent down and grabbed the cigeratte, her fingers gently brushing over Mizi's.

Mizi's heart skipped a beat at the contact.

"Mizi, right?" Sua asked, her hair covering her face.

"Yeah, I'm Mizi.. you're.. Sua?"

Sua nodded, standing back up. Mizi followed.

"We haven't actually talked properly yet. You sat next to me sure, but we haven't actually talked."

Mizi scratched her elbow.

"Yeah. Uhm.. I like cats?"

Sua fought back the urge to laugh.

"..Same."

Mizi's eyes lit up. "YAYY!! Let's talk about them!!"

And then Sua found herself being dragged on a walk around the rebellion building, being talked to about kittens.

That's something she never thought she would do.

"So, my favourite are tabby cats! What're yours? Oh, wait, let me guess! Uhmm.. calico?"

Sua put her knuckle to her mouth.

"I like fluffy black cats. I don't think they have a name."

"Ah, right! I did think you liked them, cause black cats are usually associated with quietness, loyalty and most of the time bad luck, but honestly, you seem really nice!"

Sua smiled. She liked this girl.

"Yes. I like them because they are quiet."

Mizi's eyes had light in them now.

"Eeek, that's so cuteee!!" Mizi's hand gripped around Sua's.

Sua felt her heart speeding up.

"I.. Is it?" She pondered.

Mizi nodded vigourously.

"We are going to be best friends!" She said with excitement.

"..I guess we are." She smiled.

But what if she wanted more than that? What if when she felt her heart rate speed up, she wanted more to do with her? When her breath shortened when they made contact?

Mizi's arms were around Sua, and Sua was nearly swept off her feet.

"You're so cute!" Mizi squealed as Sua's cheeks pressed against hers.

"I am?" She questioned.

"Yes, yes you are!!" Mizi chimed.

Sua giggled, Mizi's face lighting up completely.

"Your laugh is even more adorablee!!"

"I-it is?'"

"Yes! You're so cute!"

Sua's cheeks went red. Her heart kept trying to leap out of her chest.

Mizi pulled back and looked at Sua. Sua looked back at Mizi's enthusiastic smile, the light in her yellow eyes, the slightest bit of blush on her cheeks, and the slightest bit of a scar on her neck (likely inflicted by the aliens).

Sua couldn't stop herself from looking at her lips.

Mizi pressed them to Sua's cheeks before waving goodbye, and skipping away.

"I'll see you around!"

Sua grabbed her cheeks, now red. She wanted to scream from happiness.

What the hell just happened?

Notes:

OK ITS OVER I RLLY HOPE YOU ENJOYED. IT MIGHT BE SHORT. BUT YOU SHOULD BE EXCITED. FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER. OKAY. BYE.

Chapter 6: flinch

Summary:

hyunluka development and this random dude idk

Notes:

ENJOY AND I'M SUPER SORRY IF THIS IS SHORT

 

Half of the flashbacks were meant to be in italics

But the italics disappeared so..

Trigger warnings for mentions of self harm (sorta)

"So, what I'm gathering from that, is that you like her?"

Sua's face flushed red.

"I- I don't know, Ivan!! Just shut up!!"

Sua covered her face with her pillow.

"Why are you hiding?" He stopped himself from laughing.

"Because I look stupid," Her voice was muffled.

"Riiight.." Ivan ran a hand through his hair.

Ivan grabbed his phone and started watching, when there was a sudden knock at the door. It was Mizi.

"Hey Ivan! Oh, hi Sua!" Mizi's demeanor immediately changed when she saw the girl.

Mizi sat next to Sua, shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh. Ivan shot Sua a knowing look, before Sua looked away in embarrassment.

"What're you two doing?" She questioned, her smile still on her face.

"Oh, Sua was just telling me about something," Ivan was focusing more on his phone than the two of them.

"Oh, really? Wanna tell me aswell?" Mizi's interest piqued.

"O-Oh, it's just.. something about.. uhm.. the karaoke bar! Yeah..!" Sua saved herself from humiliation.

"Ooh, you guys do karaoke?"

Ivan nodded, continually scrolling.

"Yeah, we sing sometimes. Infact, I think Hyuna's there right now, with that other boy Till."

Mizi smiled, nodding. "Ah, right! I'd love to join, I was taught to sing in some lessons back in the dungeons." She chirped.

"Oh, that's cool," Sua gently responded.

"Mhm!" Mizi rested her head on Sua's shoulder, and Sua nearly exploded.

Ivan had to stop himself from giggling.

...
Hyuna sat on the bar stand, drinking something, watching her phone, and listening to karaoke all at once. Till was sat somewhere on his own, but he wasn't really her responsibility, anyway.

Then Luka appeared.

Hyuna looked up and smiled. "Oh, hey you,"

"Hi." Luka nearly flinched at every loud sound.

"You can sit next to me if you want," She spoke kindly.

Luka smiled and jumped up onto the stand, looking at Hyuna's phone.

They stayed like that for around twenty minutes, until someone came up to Hyuna.

A man, probably around his early thirties. Tanned skin, brown eyes and black hair. He was wearing a cap. Indoors.

"Hello, beautiful lady," He spoke, his voice deeper than he looked.

"Uhm, hi." Hyuna shifted awkwardly.

"Mind if I buy you a drink?" He asked, his voice insistent.

"I'm okay, but thank you," She politely declined.

"Come on, not even one?" He sighed, his posture falling.

Luka's eyes squinted.

"I said I'm okay, thank you though."

"I insist," The man was now trying to grab her arm.

Luka's eye twitched.

"Can you get off me? I've declined, what do you not get?"

The man was tugging harder.

"Get off her." Luka stayed where he was but his voice was definitely there.

"And whose this? Your lover?" He scoffed.

Luka didn't try to fight back. He was too weak to do so. And he probably wasn't in the right mindset, either, but this man, made something surge to the top like he had never felt before. Rage.

Pure rage.

"No," He responded, "We're not anything. And neither are you. You think that you're so strong, but in reality, you're weak. And by thinking that you're weak, you think you can prey on someone weaker. However, Hyuna is not weak. I think she's the strongest person I know. You have chosen the wrong person to fight with I fear. She has declined your request, and I think you're deaf, if you didn't hear her. I fail to see your goal. She is busy. Now leave us alone."

The man looked taken aback, his hands now taken away from Hyuna's arm. Hyuna blinked at Luka. Once. Twice. She then smiled, her face relaxing.

"Oh, and you look very stupid. Nobody wears a hat inside." He finished.

The man scoffed and walked away, angry that he had been defeated. In the worse way possible, verbally.

"Thank you," Hyuna's voice had calmed aswell, and she looked a lot more comfortable now.

"It's okay. Do people usually harass you like that?" He asked.

"Sometimes, Hyunwoo usually deals with them." She responded, sipping out of her straw.

"Hyunwoo sounds like a nice person." He looked at the stools underneath his feet.

"He's nice when he wants to be," She sighed, "Most of the time he's a massive dick."

Luka laughed, covering his mouth with his palm. His fingers were still purple, and Hyuna couldn't help but feel worry settle in.

"You know your heart disease? Do you know what type it is?" She slowly reached for his hands.

"Congenital heart disease," He answered, letting his hand slip into Hyuna's palm.

"Oh. Is it.. fatal?" She gradually slipped into the question.

"I'm not sure." He muttered loud enough for Hyuna to hear, but no one else.

Hyuna didn't want to think about the fact he may die.

"Without medical treatment, it might be. So, if I don't have any within the next week, I might die."

Fear, or worry, settled into Hyuna's brain. "What medicine is it? I'll ask Dewey to find some,"

"It's.. a lot.. I can't name them all, but I know I need some sort of diuretics or inhibitors. Just anything to regulate my heartbeat and strengthen it, I guess."

Hyuna pulled out her phone and texted Dewey immediately.

Luka seemed almost surprised. His hand was still in Hyuna's, and he was happy she hasn't pulled back. His hands were abnormally cold due to lack of blood flow in the area.

"Right, Dewey is grabbing them now. Sorry if you've had to endure pain throughout the past few days, I didn't know it was that severe." She sighed, her breath shaky. "I hope you get better soon."

Ruler of his heart.

Hyuna's arms were around his body.

Ruler of his heart.

His heart rate quickened.

Ruler of his heart.

He felt his body warm up.

Ruler of his heart.

He felt different. Like he had realised something.

She is forever beautiful.

"Hyuna," He paused, realising he had said her name outloud. Barely above a whisper but, Hyuna still lifted herself from Luka's shoulder to look at his face.

"Yes?"

Luka wanted to kiss her. An urge he had to press down. Should he ask? Should he even attempt? Would she be happy with it?

"Luka. Don't express your emotions towards others unless you have to fool them. Life is an act you don't take for granted."

A voice grated in his ear. Heperu. His guardian. The person who looked after him.

"I.. Nevermind." He murmered, his head pounding with the pain he had endured a few weeks before.

"..Okay," Hyuna looked at the stage, where Till was now singing. She kicked her legs slowly.

"Luka. Are you listening? Listen to me, child!"

Luka flinched even at the thought of Heperu's voice.

"No, Luka, don't touch those. They aren't for you. You must remain skinny in order to become an idol. I said don't touch those, you greedy child,"

Luka looked at his fingers.

"Luka, why is your hair all messy? Have you been pulling it out? Ugh, I try so hard, and for what? You are a stupid, idiotic child,"

Luka felt like touching his hair again, but he resisted. It was over now, right? He wasn't a perfect child anymore, right? He wasn't that angelic little boy anymore, right?

"Stop thinking you are free. Because even if you were to leave this cage, or me, I'd still find you, Luka."

And that's when the urge to touch his hair itched at the tips of his fingers.

Notes:

THANK YOU FOR READING!! <3

 

next chapter may take longer since it's a side story, so be prepared...

Chapter 7: hair

Summary:

HYUNLUKA FLUFF (sortaa)

Notes:

HII.. so this is really short but I was in a rush to write it.

Basically I haven't really explained timelines or ages so, here they are:

Luka: 24
Hyuna: 21
Ivan: 16
Till: 15
Sua: 17
Mizi: 17

Maybe Hyuna would never admit it.

But she was tired.

Tired of everything.

Sure, she was happy. In the rebellion, in the place she called home.

But she would never truly feel contented. Maybe it was her way of thinking.

Until he came along.

With his beautiful face. His beautiful eyes. His fluffy hair. The gentle blush he got on his cheeks when she complimented him. His lyrics. The glow on his face in sunlight. His smile. His fingers. His everything.

She had felt different recently.

Ever since Luka was rescued.

She seemed to feel more at peace when he was around. More in control.

More happy. More alive. Less tired.

And maybe love wasn't what she thought it was.

...

Hyuna had always liked reading. And singing, for that matter.

Maybe Luka would let her take a peek at his notebook?

"Hey, Luka? You know those lyrics you were writing a few weeks ago?"

Luka's head shot up, his bed creaking slightly.

"Hm? Oh, my notebook is over there if you want to see them. Whatever you do, don't turn to page two. I did a terrible drawing."

Hyuna went to grab the notebook, and was about to flip to page two, when she came across lyrics.

Written with many, many love hearts, "Ruler Of My Heart"

"Ruler of my heart,
Ruler of my heart
Ruler of my heart
You are forever beautiful
Ruler of my heart
Ruler of my heart
Ruler of my heart
Thе endless walls
A fall with no ground
In a single momеnt (breaking down)
I go blind and deaf
My world collapsing
My savior, beautiful lady
Make me your god, I can give you everything
When our darknesses overlap
Let me take it all away"

Hyuna read the lyrics, her eyes scanning each little one. She felt a strange butterfly feeling in her stomach. Was this for her? Or maybe she was over thinking something. But no, instead, when she looked at the very end, she saw a small, little writing; "L+H". It was small, but Luka had definitely written that.

Her heart skipped a beat.

She was the ruler of his heart?

"You wrote all of these, right?" She smiled as she looked back at Luka.

"Mhm. Which one are you on?" He asked, not really looking up from the book he was currently invested in.

"Uh, page eleven. Ruler of my heart."

Luka didn't look up from his book but the surprise on his face was clear.

"Oh. Uhm, okay." His voice shook slightly. He hoped she hadn't noticed.

Hyuna wanted to say something desperately, but she bit her lip.

She turned the page and Luka wanted to get up and grab the notebook out of her hands. Did he need to feel this overprotective?

There were more words. More and more words. In beautiful handwriting, cursive.

"I can't tell if this is my heart overreacting or not, but whenever I'm near Hyuna my heart starts racing. I can't control it, not like I could before, but it hurts. I'm starting to think I may be obsessed. I can't tell if it's a good thing or not, but I hope one day we could be closer. She surprises me sometimes and I sometimes laugh. She is very beautiful. I feel as though we clash since I am very pale. But she has always been accepting of me. I think.. nevermind. I probably shouldn't write that here."

Hyuna read the passage. He seemed to be writing a diary. When she read her name, her heart jumped out of her chest.

Luka wanted to die of embarrassment. He was feeling everything right now.

"Oh my god, you are so adorable," She closed the book and looked at Luka, who was now desperately avoiding eye contact.

"What.. do you mean? I'm older than you.." He trailed off.

"Luka." His hand was in hers again. "If your heart is beating really fast right now, then I'm going to call you adorable for the rest of my life."

Luka groaned. "Fine.. call me adorable then,"

Hyuna grinned in success.

"You are so cute."

Luka wanted to dig himself into a hole and die of suffocation. Hyuna had cuddled up to Luka now, just so her head was against his chest.

His heart was beating rapidly. She wanted to explode of cuteness aggression.

"What.. are you doing.." It wasn't really a question.

"Reading along with you." She said smugly.

"Oh.. uhm, okay.." He responded, his voice trying desperately not to crack.

And then without a word, Hyuna fell asleep on Luka's chest. She was definitely not following along.

"Luka. Don't express your emotions towards others unless you have to fool them. Life is an act you don't take for granted."

No, why now?

"Child, as a reward today-"

His mind froze, his mouth agape.

"-you're going to be treated specially by another one of my kind."

His throat tickled.

"Ah, have fun, Luka."

He didn't have much fun that day. Who would have if you were forced into something you didn't want to be forced into?

"LUKA! Stop biting your nails!! And stop ripping your hair out!!"

Luka's breath hitched at the loud ringing in his ears.

He looked down at the asleep Hyuna in his arms. She was breathing slowly. Her hair fell in front of her eyes, and Luka felt his mind race. She was so, so beautiful.

"Luka. Don't express your emotions towards others unless you have to f-"

Be quiet, Heperu.

He doesn't need you anymore.

Notes:

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING, AGAIN, I'M SORRY IF ITS SHORT

<33

Chapter 8: relish the present

Summary:

IVANTILL DEVELOPMENT WOOHOOOOO

and mainly hyunluka 😛😛

Notes:

Hii, so I created a discord server for the fanfic.

If you wanna join, feel free!!

https://discord.gg/sAgAA89Me

He had thought he had gotten over it.

He had thought his mind was in a better place.

But sooner or later, it would come crashing back down.

And Heperu would be back eventually.

The cold water hit his head like relief. He sat in the half-broken shower. He was deep in thought. Very, deep in thought.

Heperu would find him eventually. He couldn't leave. That's exactly his words.

Maybe if he had never left he would've never met Hyuna. He had always been hoping for their paths to collide. After all, what if your body wasn't telling you something? His heart could've been longing this entire time.

His hair clung to his face. He didn't swipe it away. Not like he used to. He had changed. Somewhat anyway.

Was wanting Hyuna to himself selfish? Probably.

Luka sat staring at the wall again. Usually, that's what he did in his cell. So his mind changed it to the cell walls.

He blinked and the effect went away.

He couldn't tell if he missed the cell. Probably not. He hated it there. It was disgusting. Disgraceful. It made his skin crawl. He hated it there.

He stopped the shower. The warmth reached his body eventually, and he dried off.

How long was he in there for?

He dressed himself, just in something simple.

He walked out, to find Hyuna and Hyunwoo arguing.

"Why are you taking his side?! You've literally known him for four weeks!!"

Luka blinked.

"Because I can. Plus, I doubt he even took it."

Hyunwoo grimaced.

"I swear down, he did!!"

Hyuna rolled her eyes.

"Why would he take a brush? Come on Hyunwoo,"

Hyunwoo's hands flopped to his sides. He walked out.

"What was that about?" Luka said, drying his hair with the towel.

Hyuna's palms were on her bed, and she hoisted herself onto the side, her arm hanging off. She picked off paint from her dressing drawer.

"Just Hyunwoo being stupid. He thinks you stole a brush. He got mad at me for taking your side," She sighed, "I doubt you actually took it."

Luka pondered for a few seconds. "No, I don't think I did."

She smiled. "Great, now I don't look like an idiot."

Luka smiled at her before continuing to dry his hair. He nearly dropped the towel around four times.

"Have you seen Ivan anywhere? He's been really distant lately."

Hyuna sighed, her back now facing her mattress.

"No," He replied, "I'm not that close with him. But I think he's been hanging out with Till."

Hyuna grinned, "Ah, yeah, okay," She responded.

Luka's hair poofed back up after he had finished drying it off.

"..." He gave himself a deadpanned look before glancing away from himself.

"Do you have any straighteners here?" He asked, his hair fluffy.

"Uhm.. wh- oh! Uh, yeah, I've got some here. Do you want me to help you?" She picked the straighteners up.

"O-Okay.." He murmered, looking at himself in the mirror and sitting down in front of it.

Hyuna walked over with the straighteners, turned them on and waited for them to heat up.

"Has your hair always been this fluffy or am I blind?"

Luka fiddled with his fingers. "When I was younger it was straight. But it's gone fluffier and more curly the more I mess with it." He picked at dry skin again.

"Oh, so you like mess it up sometimes?" She had started running them through his hair.

"Uhh.. I.. guess." He didn't really want to move on to the subject of his hair.

Hyuna could immediately sense something was up and stopped the topic of his hair nearly immediately.

"I like your hair anyway, it's really pretty. It matches your eyes well. It goes with a lot of clothes."

Luka smiled softly, "Thank you,"

After joining the rebellion, his confidence had increased extremely. He wasn't very quiet anymore, although he mainly stuck with Hyuna. Mizi and Till were still his friends, and he didn't interact Ivan and Sua very much.

"Sorry if this is really like, personal, but what did you even do in that prison? It looked miserable in there." Hyuna was trying to be subtle with her curiosity, but it shon through any cloud she used to cover it up.

"Oh, it's alright. Basically, we woke up, sat around for around thirty minutes, ate breakfast, went back to the cells, showered, came to alien checkups, trained for whatever course our guardian wanted for us, went back to the cell, sat around again for a few hours, ate lunch, had a thirty minute break outside, went back inside for a few hours, ate dinner, showered again, then stayed awake until lights out at nine. I stayed up for longer than that though."

Hyuna listened intently. That sounded extremely boring.

"Sooo, you just do the same thing over and over again?"

 

Luka hummed instead of a nod. He was still picking at his fingers.

"That sounds.. boring." She tried to sound as not rude as possible.

"Not in a rude way!!" She added, nearly dropping the straighteners.

"Oh, it was. It was really boring. Especially those seperate hours with aliens." Luka's eyes seemed to darken at the thought.

"Hm? What are they?" Hyuna asked, completely oblivious.

"Since I was training to be an idol, aliens wanted to prepare me for.. fans. But sometimes, my guardian would reward me afterwards. I didn't like it." He grimaced at the thought.

"Hmm, an idol?" She responded, "I guess that does sound... dull." Hyuna ran the straighteners over again.

"It wasn't bad in itself, it was just the diets, and constant treatments, with 'rewards' that felt more like punishments." He answered.

"If you don't mind me asking, what were the 'rewards?'" The straightener beeped. "Uhm, why did they turn off.." She fiddled with the button as Luka waited to respond, but he looked desperate not to.

"Well.. uhm.. they.." He stumbled over his words, and he couldn't get them out.

"If you don't want to answer it's okay," She answered, "I was just curious."

Luka nodded, a curl forming in his face.

"Oh, I missed that part. One sec." She moved in front of Luka's face, straightening the curl. They were so close Luka could feel her breath caressing his cheek.

"There, you're all done." She grinned at her work.

"Thank you," Luka beamed, "It looks very nice."

"Glad to hear it!" She smiled back.

...
"Have you noticed anything about Mizi recently?" Till asked, crossing his legs over the bench, his fingers red from the cold outside.

"Huh? Oh, it's probably Sua. She has that effect." Ivan responded, putting his hands together.

"Hm, I guess." Till hummed, looking at the floor before the rising sun. "Why is it so cold?"

Ivan looked at Till, who was now shivering. "Because it's winter." He answered, looking down over at the field above them.

"No shit, sherlock," Till's voice was now shaking from the cold.

"Do you want my coat?" Ivan asked, already unzipping it.

"What?! No, you'll die of.. whatever the disease is, hypoallergenic or whatever," Till refused.

"It's.. it's hypothermia.." Ivan snorted, handing Till his coat.

Till's face lit up with surprise. "Oh." It then faded into embarrassment as he took Ivan's coat.

Ivan laughed for around two minutes before eventually calming down, fading into small giggles.

"Be quiet, shhh!! It's not that funny.. I just made a mistake!!" Till was now laughing along with him.

Sua glared from the distance with Mizi, before looking back at her and smiling.

"Huh, are you okay Sua?" She asked.

"Fine. Just looking at my brother actually laughing for once."

Mizi beamed. "Oh, I love Ivan's smile! He looks like a prince!"

"Yeaaah," Sua was desperately putting on her act of happiness.

Mizi blabbered on about princes for the next ten minutes, whilst Sua listened.

Well, that's another thing she never expected herself to listen to.

Notes:

HEHEHE I'VE NEVER CONTINUED A FANFIC FOR THIS LONG

 

HOPE YOU ENJOYED <33

Chapter 9: blood

Summary:

Hyunwoo's fate guys 😭😭

Notes:

I'm so so so sorry this is late, I'm losing motivation very quickly 😭😭

also slight trigger warning for self harm and mentions of sexual abuse!

Hyuna was laying in bed watching her phone. She was bored, fiddling with her hair when

a loud, sharp sound was heard.

Hyuna could recognise it anywhere.

A gunshot.

She shot outside of the door.

Someone's body.

Someone that looked scarily resemblent to her.

Her heart raced as she saw the face.

Hyunwoo.

She stared in disbelief. She couldn't stop the liquid coming out of her eyes.

She looked up to see the one she has slowly been growing closer with.

Luka, with a gun, and an alien behind him.

Did she really deserve this? Did she really need to lose him? Why him?

"Great work, child!" The alien chimed, covering Luka's mouth, who was now trembling with the gun in his hand.

Hyuna's breath hitched. She wanted to attack the alien right here and now.

"Now let's get you back to your cell, and if you ever think about leaving again, you're going to be put through severe punishment." The alien spoke, his voice watery.

Luka wanted to scream. He was wriggling, trying to get out of the aliens grasp.

Hyuna watched helplessly, unsure of what to do. Blood filled her palm as it dripped onto the dead body of Hyunwoo.

"W-What- I-.." Hyuna stuttered, looking down back at Hyunwoo's body. Her hair fell in front of her eyes.

Luka's fingers ached.

"Move, child!!" The alien yelled, yanking Luka back with his hair.

Hyuna looked between Hyunwoo and Luka, debating who to choose to save.

Luka shook in fear, the alien caressing his cheek.

Heperu had said he'd find him.

Heperu wasn't lying.

Because he was here right now.

"Come on, Luka!!! Stop squirming and just move!!" The alien shouted.

Luka tried to gasp for air, but his hand on his mouth was stopping him.

Hyuna watched, her face burning with hatred and anger.

Even if he didn't have a choice, he still killed Hyunwoo.

The blood soaked onto her jeans.

Luka was trying to pry the hand off his mouth, but gave up, and was eventually taken away by Heperu.

Hyuna felt a strange sense of sadness fill her heart.

She chased after the alien, and put a gun to it's forehead.

The cold gun met with it's skull.

"Let.. let him go." Hyuna thought about everything she had with Luka.

The moments where she fell in love even more. When he stuck up for her. His little smiles, his cold fingertips, when she trusted him with everything she had.

"Oh?" Heperu turned around and another bullet was heard.

Even more blood touched her face as he fell to the floor.

Luka stared in disbelief. He didn't know if he should laugh or cry at the blood soaking into his shirt.

Ivan and Till immediately walked in at the sound of a gunshot.

"What the hell's happe-" Till was cut off at the sight of the alien on the floor, Hyunwoo's dead body, blood all over Hyuna and Luka, and the horrific sight of Luka's terrified face.

"What the fuck?" Till whispered.

Ivan looked around, at Hyuna's tear stained cheeks, and the blood on her jeans.

"Are.. you alright?"

Mizi and Sua shortly followed Ivan and Till into the room.

Mizi's mouth clasped, a gasp escaping her mouth.

Sua's eyes widened and she nearly broke down.

"I.. I'm fine. I think." Hyuna sighed, her voice shaky.

Luka didn't say anything. He sat there, staring at Heperu's body. This wasn't supposed to happen.

Luka was really, really overwhelmed. His knees were on the stone floor, covering himself in blood. He just nearly cried at the sight of his 'fathers' body. This man was the cause of all of his trauma. His terror. His horrible eating habits.

Yet he still felt pity.

He put his head in his hands, blood covering his face.

Ivan just stared. Not hatefully, not selfishly, just... understanding.

Till wanted to punch something, his fists clamped up into little balls.

Sua shed a few tears at Hyunwoo's body.

Mizi didn't say anything, she just watched, nearly crying.

Hyuna didn't want to say anything. She wanted anything but this to happen. Why couldn't she bring herself to hate Luka? This is his fault. But at the same time, it's hers. Hers for not looking out better for Hyunwoo, and her idea to even rescue people in the first place.

Luka was scratching his hand. Enough to draw blood.

He then remembered, a few years back, when Heperu was putting a hand on his knee. Telling him he was worthless to him unless he tried.

That was the final straw, and warm liquid starting dripping down his face.

Notes:

UGH I'M SORRY AGAIN IF THIS IS SHORT!!!!

so sorry also if this is a really abrupt or random chapter...

hope you enjoyed!!!! <3

Chapter 10: i pour.

Summary:

AFTERMATH

Notes:

ughhh I'm so sorry for this being late I just cannot gain any motivation

tiny bit of a trigger warning for SA mention

y'all should probably be scared for the next chapter lmao i gotta keep things canon (be prepared.)

hope you enjoy!!!!!

Hyuna stared at the rain pattering down on the window, her heart full with something only one could name sorrow.

Tears started flowing down her cheeks again. She couldn't stop them.

"Hyuna..?" A faint, soft voice called out. One that she remembered.

She quickly turned around and glanced at him, before looking back out of the window.

"Luka." She murmered.

"I'm.. I'm really sorry, I just.." He stumbled over his words again, but not like the last time he did. He was trying to stop himself from crying.

"Hyunwoo is gone, Luka." She stated, her voice shaking.

Luka swallowed, his eyes stinging.

"I know.. I'm.." Luka picked at the skin on his arm.

"Sorry?" She finished for him.

He nodded, avoiding eye contact.

Hyuna sighed, curling herself up on the windowsill.

"What you did was wrong. I know you didn't mean to, I know you didn't have a say, but.." She sighed, more tears forming in her eyes. "It's still your fault," She answered.

Luka's heart dropped completely. "I.. I understand," He responded, his head shaking with the urge to cry.

Hyuna didn't say anything again after that.

Luka wanted to run out, but he couldn't find it in his heart.

Hyuna was too dear to him.

Someone not worth losing.

"Luka. Don't express your emotions towards others unless you have to fool them. Life is an act you don't take for granted."

Luka froze, biting his nails. His back planted towards the wall, and he sat in deep thoughts.

Hyuna was also deep in thought. "I could never find it in my heart to hate you," She whispered, "I know. I know you're traumatized. And that light in your eyes when you look at me.. someone who loves will love the way they have been taught. Harshly. They will do anything," She muttered, "Because.. you love me more than yourself."

"Forgive yourself, again and again, endlessly. Because everything, begins from there." She thought, her mind racing with memories with Hyunwoo.

The room was quiet. Loud with silence.

She looked at Luka. She hated the way her heart fluttered in her chest. She hated everything her body did to show her love for him.

She didn't want things to turn out like this. She wanted to be happy. Like Mizi and Sua, maybe. But everything has their toxicness. Hyuna knew Sua all too well - she was selfish. Selfishly vulnerable.

Ivan, her closest friend, a little brother to her. And the person that he cherished most was Till. She buried her nose in her knees.

Ivan was a kind person, but everyone has their flaws. Our flaws, are what make us human. He'd say, cheer up, Hyuna. She didn't want to cheer up.

Everything went sideways. They sidetracked from where they were meant to lead. They could've been happy.

Even the smallest of things can make a difference.

Luka's tiniest bit of trauma, could lead to something bigger later. Sexual abuse, could lead to him being scared of any type of intimacy.

Even if she was the ruler of his heart, she never knew what he was really about.

The thought made her sick.

Why was he so hard to understand? He's a simple person on the outside, but inside? He's a whole puzzle to figure out.

Why of all people does it have to be him? Why did she fall inlove with him?

It's her fault.

All, her fault.

Notes:

HOPE YOU ENJOYED READING!!! ill post with in the next two weeks atleast, since i just broke up for winter holidays.

again, sorry if these are really short, ao3 decides to actually shorten the word count💔

 

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Chapter 11: fear

Summary:

some fluff!!!!

and uhm... hahaha

Notes:

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Four months.

Four agonizing months without her brother.

Hyuna didn't cry. She put on a smile.

It was snowing outside. She put on a coat and a scarf.

She walked outside, the cold nipping at her face immediately. She looked around, to find Ivan and Till, Mizi and Sua, and Luka.

She sat on a bench, and watched her phone.

Luka was next to her, and he rested his head on her shoulder.

She didn't shove him off. She didn't ask him to move. She didn't do anything.

Because she couldn't find it in her heart to hate him.

No matter how far she dug, she couldn't find one single bit of hatred.

The wind threw a soft kiss in their direction, caressing Hyuna's cheeks and blowing her hair.

Hyuna looked up from her phone to view Ivan and Till, who were currently chasing eachother.

Huh.

Hyuna studied the way Ivan actually relaxed around Till. The way he laughed was never how he laughed around her. He looked genuinely at ease. Like a bird, set free.

But is a bird ever truly free from the cage they are trapped in?

They could fly. 'Free' as some would describe them. But birds could be suffering, and we just didn't know it.

Till and Ivan had now fallen over onto a rock, and they were laughing with eachother.

Well. That's something she didn't really want to see right now.

Her eyes drifted over to Mizi and Sua.

Two beautiful girls, to say the least. They complimented eachother well.

Hyuna remembered when she walked in on them facing their lips together for the first time.

That was another thing she didn't want to see.

She sighed, looking back at her phone, and Luka's head underneath her shoulder.

This overwhelming feeling of care filled her heart.

She just wanted to find some sort of hatred for him.

But that wasn't possible.

...

Till & Ivan

Till was something amazing that had happened to him.

Something he wanted to keep and cherish.

But Till was blind. Stupidly, idiotically blind. How could he not see that Mizi loved Sua?

Or women, rather.

Till obviously thought Mizi was some amazing, beautiful girl. But he didn't see the mask she hid behind.

Sure, Mizi was kind. Amazing. Gorgeous. But this mask she put on herself was to hide this ugly side of her. A side where she shows every 'terrible' emotion. Ivan saw right through her. Too much brightness can lead to the clouds being shone through.

Well, anyway, it had been six months since Till, Mizi and Luka moved into the rebellion. Six months of Ivan's gay panic, to shorten it.

The second Ivan actually saw Till, he felt something move in his chest. This fluttering sensation.

He shook it off as nausea the first five times. The next, he finally realised it only occured when Till's body made contact with his.

Ivan thought maybe it was an allergic reaction.

Then he asked Hyuna. She said, 'Hmmm.. maybe you're inlove?'

He refused to believe it. Until he did.

Till's smile was beautiful. Ivan wanted to get a photo and keep it for years.

The hilltop where the two were currently laying was being cast with a glow from the sunrise, snow trailing the blades of the grass. It completely lit up Till's eyes, Ivan looking at his giggling face.

They had just fallen over eachother. For Ivan, literally and figuratively.

Till's laugh was enough to catch the attention of an entire room.

Ivan could listen to it for hours on end.

Till's cheekbones touched the blades of the grass as his knuckles grazed against the soil, his face relaxing from giggling now. His eyes flickered up to meet Ivan's, and he smiled.

A beam.

Ivan froze for a few seconds before looking away, turning red. His heartrate sped up.

"Oh, Ivan! I got you something." Till fumbled around with his pockets before pulling out a clip with a star on it.

"Happy birthday." He smiled, his face bathed in sunlight.

Ivan's fingers hovered over the gift. "Uhm.. tha-thank you-?" Ivan genuinely didn't know what to say.

Till's hand rested, his leg poking up.

"Last time it was my birthday, all the aliens forgot and started beating me up because I graffitied their garage." He sighed, "That was honestly funny. They couldn't fight for the life of them." He laughed along with himself.

Ivan looked up at the sun as he listened. "When's your birthday again?" He asked.

"June twenty-first." He responded, brushing hair out of the way out of his eyes. After a few moments of silence, Till asked, "Do you know what flowers Mizi likes?"

Ivan's jaw clenched. Mizi again. "No. Sorry." He looked at a cloud passing by.

Till bit his nails. "Hm. Okay."

Till's left hand brushed against Ivan's. Ivan chose to ignore it for now, but Till felt something shift.

Perhaps the butterflies in the sky above him had somehow travelled into his chest.

...

Mizi & Sua
Today was what some would call 'Valentines Day'. According to Sua, people would find eachother to give gifts that could be romantic.

So Mizi had picked a few poppy flowers up to give to Sua. Harmless, sweet, right?

Mizi's scarf brushed the tip of her nose as she moved her fingers around the thorns. She picked them off, her fingers being pricked and bleeding slightly.

Sua watched as Mizi's hand moved towards her hair, placing the poppy right behind her ear.

Mizi giggled in success. "You look so cute!!" She exclaimed, clasping her hands together.

Sua smiled, a gentle blush forming on her cheeks. "Thank you.."

The sun beamed down on the pair, however no heat filled their bodies. Mizi shivered. "Ughh, it's so cold.." Her arms moved together, hugging herself.

"Come here," Sua sighed, her face etched with a smile as she pulled Mizi in for an embrace.

"Thanks," Mizi's words were shaky from her jaw moving without consent.

"I also got you a gift." Sua pulled a box out of her pocket.

Mizi pulled the pink thing open, to find an adorable, little kitten clip. "Oh. My. Gosh!!! Sua!!" She kissed Sua's cheek and started jumping up and down.

"It looks like you! It's got black fur and purple eyes.." She listed things about the clip Sua hadn't even noticed when she bought the thing.

"Eek!! Thank you so much!!" Mizi hugged Sua again, Sua hugging back.

"Happy Valentine's day." Sua muttered, nuzzling her face into Mizi's scarf.

Mizi's cold nose touched Sua's neck, sending a soft shiver down Sua's spine.

Honestly, that feeling was incredible.

...
Hyuna closed her phone to look down at Luka, who she was honestly trying to avoid.

"Did you know it's valentine's day today?" Hyuna whispered, trying to ease the tension slightly.

Luka hummed.

"Oh.. right.." Hyuna prayed to God to save this tension.

Luka probably didn't even realise it. But when did he ever realise? At this point, he didn't realise anything other than her.

"I actually got you something." He grabbed something out of his jacket pocket and gave it to Hyuna. It looked like her name engraved into a necklace, but she couldn't tell until the metal was actually in her hands.

"Did you make this?" She asked, examining the material. "It's beautiful.."

Luka smiled, "I'm glad you like it. And I didn't, but I made the design for your name. Your friend actually made it.." He responded, his tone happy.

Hyuna smiled, "Thanks, Luka. I didn't actually get you anything.. uh.. take this instead." Hyuna planted a kiss to his forehead before opening her phone again to message Dewey.

Luka sat there stunned for a few seconds, his face turning completely red. His heartrate was beating so fast he didn't think he had a disease anymore.

...
That was the last happy thing that ever happened.

Everything went downhill.

Although Heperu didn't exactly make it home, the aliens still knew the location of the rebellion.

Luka knew it. He knew Heperu would go lengths to get his 'son' back into the idol community.

He didn't tell anyone. Worst mistake of his life.

Aliens had invaded the rebellion. It was too late for them now. Lives were on the line, and it was too dangerous of a wire to go and save them.

Recently, to Luka's knowledge, a stage was being set up. The first ever generation of 'Alien Stage'.

Aliens wanted singers, idols and models to perform. They didn't care if you couldn't sing. In fact, they wanted that.

They wanted everything to do with that. Because aliens only wanted to inflict suffering. Luka was a great example of that.

To Luka; aliens were creatures you couldn't disobey. If you did you'd likely face high punishment for it, surely.

To Hyuna, well, she hated them. The pain and suffering they inflicted on her own specie just brought something bubbling up to the surface. And it was unnameable.

So when she found herself looking at these beasts invading her home, she felt disgust. Fear.

She wasn't safe anymore.

...

Aliens are strong, ugly creatures - from which you can't escape.

Hyuna had gotten away with it once. But she wouldn't again. Heperu was just an log in the lake. There's bigger things yet to come.

So there she was when she saw them. She froze in the hallway, looking out at the doors. The frost hugged the fences, the dew blanketed the grass, and the mist grabbed onto the sky like a lifeline.

Aliens. Alien cars, even.

They were taking her friends away.

They were taking Luka away.

And soon enough, she found herself in a car aswell.

Notes:

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Chapter 12: live

Summary:

the life now

Notes:

shout-out to bridesveil!

another long chapter from me??

take this as a chrismas present !!!!!!!!!!!!

update on my lungs: im doing a lot better after taking my medication:)) thanks to all of those who asked how i was you're all so sweet😭

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The clinking of chains.

The splatter of tears.

The feeling of horror.

The memories of what happened.

Just a burn in Luka's head.

Everything had plummeted. Luka missed the warmth of the rebellion, the comfort of Hyuna, Mizi and Ivans laughter echoing through the halls, Till's obvious crush on Mizi, Sua and Ivans fights. He missed it all.

He might never admit it.

Atleast him and Mizi were roomates again. She was angry, though. So angry. Her mask slipped off completely.

"This is your fault, Luka! We could've stayed happy in the rebellion, but no!" She yelled, clutching her hair.

"I.. how is it my fault? I'm not the one who went and fell in love with someone." He didn't raise his voice, he muttered.

Mizi was silent for a few seconds, but ended up retorting, "Maybe.. Maybe I just wanted something pretty to look at!"

Luka sighed, his head hurting. "Mizi, can we save this for later-"

"Luka.. I just want to see Sua again.." Mizi was now in tears, something Luka had never seen before.

He sat there awkwardly as Mizi sniffed, curling herself up into a ball. "I hate this stupid place. I never want to be here again. Just please, god, get me out of here.." She muttered to herself, rocking back and forth.

Luka didn't know what to say so he didn't say anything. He just glanced towards the walls. This was so awkward, he wanted to fall into a hole and stay there.

"Gosh, pull yourself together, Mizi." She wiped her tears and buried her face into her knees. "Sorry." She whispered weakly.

"Uhm.. okay?" Luka shrugged his shoulders. "I guess we all need to let it out sometimes." He sighed, curling his knees up to his chest. "I know you miss Sua, but I promise, we will find a way out of here eventually."

Mizi looked up. "Pfft- I've never seen you be supportive. This is new to me." She laughed, before facing the wall. "Yeah. Thanks." She muttered.

Luka gently smiled, his face relaxing before resting his head on the uncomfortable pillow. "I'm only supportive when I want to be. I wouldn't get used to it."

His mind wandered back to Hyuna. He wondered how she was coping with all of this. Was it truly his fault? Did he really bring everyone here? No, he should really calm down. Hyuna would find a way out of here eventually.

Luka heard a sharp scrape against the floor. He assumed it was time to do something. Mizi heard it too, and she turned away from the cage doors. Probably to hide her tear stained cheeks.

Aliens walked towards their doors, opening them with a loud bang. Luka physically jumped, his mind racing.

"You two, are going to practice," The alien inhaled, "singing for the contest Alien Stage."

Luka took a sharp breath, shaky. He knew the consequence. If you lost, you died. Simple. Is that the way of finding freedom now?

"Come with us." The aliens spoke commandingly, grabbing Luka and Mizi by the wrist and shirt.

Mizi was very clearly uncomfortable, but Luka didn't protest. If he did, it might result in punishment.

Luka followed behind the tall, monstrous thing like a little shadow, Mizi by his side. They were brought into a large hall, with a small stage. Hyuna, Till and Ivan were already there but there was no sign of Sua. It was clear Mizi was looking for her, and when the alien with her finally arrived, Mizi's face lit up.

Luka sat down next to Hyuna, who was avoiding him like the plague. She did not want to talk to him right now, especially because of the situation they're in.

One alien spoke up with their raspy, monotonous voice, "You six have all been chosen to participate in the new annual tradition Alien Stage." The aliens clapped, but the six didn't. They sat there, staring at the aliens with something only one could name hatred.

Ivan looked tired. You could visibly see he was paler, with large eye bags underneath his eyes. He was nearly falling asleep, but caught himself. Till watched, and almost felt pity.

Luka's posture remained straight, but his face displayed an act of 'I really, really don't want to be here.' Mixed with, 'But I have to be. Otherwise I'll probably die.'

Sua stared at the walls in boredom, missing the feeling of the outside. She looked visibly tired too, making her and Ivan look like twins.

The aliens finally stopped applauding. They looked at the six and murmered amongst themselves how the rounds would go out.

To Luka's knowledge, Alien Stage was a survival game. There was a round with two people, and only one comes out alive. They would sing, and gain points. The one with the less points loses.

According to what he had overheard, there was going to be four rounds. The aliens only needed six people apparently, but maybe he had heard wrong.

An alien coughed, gaining their attention. "The rounds will go out like this. There is three total rounds. Mizi, Sua. Ivan, Till. Hyuna, Luka. Whoever comes out on the top for each round, will have to do a modelling contest. Whoever wins that, will win the Alien Stage!" The alien cheered, their voice robotic.

Luka's heart completely dropped as he realized he'd be against Hyuna. Why her? Why her? It could've been anybody else!

Sua was even paler than before. Paler than she'd ever been. Mizi? What was even the price of losing? Death? She wanted to cry. Her vision became blurry with tears that she blinked away.

Ivan froze as he heard his name call out before his opponent - Till. Is that really fair? Wow, the aliens know how to piss people off.

"Today, we will start a practice for vocals. Since some of you have already been through this practical, you may lead."

Five hours of agony to go.

...
Luka and Mizi

Luka slumped back into his bed, sighing in relief. Oh, thank god that was over. That was like hell.

He did notice Mizi crying again. Two times in a day? That's unusual.

"Are you alright?" He called out, whispering slightly.

Mizi responded, her voice shaking but gentle nonetheless, "I don't want to be against Sua." She sighed, "I don't even know what happens if you lose."

Luka's blood ran cold. "Uhm.. so.." He trailed off, his head spinning slightly. "Uh.. if you lose.. you uhm.. you die." He spat it out, trembling a little.

Mizi froze, her shaking from crying immediately coming to a halt. "Excuse me?" She whispered, sitting up. Her hair - currently tied in a braid, by the way - moved down to her shoulder, brushing her neck. "So.. if I were to lose.. if Sua.. were to lose.. I'd die? She'd die." Mizi looked down to the floor just as Luka nodded, and she touched her head with her knuckles, more tears flowing down.

"Fuck." She muttered, wiping her cheekbones before hugging herself. "This is bad." She inhaled, the sound quiet.

Luka almost felt bad. He couldn't really blame her, could he? He wanted to cry too. Everyone wants to cry at some point. He looked over at the cage infront of him. Ivan and Till. He sighed, looking at the two arguing. Looked like Till was winning, though. He honestly wanted to know what the fight was about.

...
Ivan and Till

"Well, that's just stupid." Till facepalmed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I don't see the point in participating if we're just gonna die, Ivan."

Ivan shrugged. "That's what I heard Unsha saying. People who lose die." He responded, crossing his arms. Little to his knowledge, he was right.

Till groaned, walking away to his bed. "I'm so done with this shit. Finally thought I was free, then this stupid thing comes up." He sighed. "I hate my life."

Ivan followed after him, sitting up on his own bed. "As they say, everything comes into your life for a reason." He replied, resting his head against the concrete.

A moment of silence passed between the two, and Ivan thought he had said something wrong. He really hoped he hadn't. They'd been having less and less fights recently.

Till looked at Ivan. Really looked. "Have I ever told you that I really like your eyes?" He froze, realising what he just said. "Wait - no, that came out wrong-"

Ivan's mouth remained slightly agape in shock. "Uhm.. no.. I don't.. I don't think you have.." He looked away, messing with his fingers.

"Shit, did I just make things really awkward..?" Till asked, amusement slightly creeping into his voice.

"Not.. really? I mean, thanks." Ivan laughed, scratching his neck.

"Yeah, whatever." Till answered, looking away from Ivan, trying desperately to hide the blush on his cheeks. No, no. He liked Mizi. Not Ivan.

But nonetheless, he found himself drawing Ivan in his notebook anyway. He noticed things he hadn't before, like the little light Ivan had in his eyes. It was honestly cute, but Till didn't dare say it outloud.

Ivan watched as Till scribbled, and asked, "What're you drawing? I noticed you draw a lot of flowers." Ivan looked at the notebook, noticing Till's obvious little smile.

"Oh, uh, nothing," Till responded, ignoring Ivan's question completely.

Ivan sighed, turned over and faced the wall. His thoughts consumed him until he fell asleep listening to pencil against paper.

A soothing sound.

...
Hyuna and Sua

Sua was curled up on her bed, crying. She didn't know why, something just didn't settle with her right. But she was also very sensitive, so that explains it well enough.

Hyuna was on her bed too, just staring at the ceiling, tracing patterns with the cracks. "Hm.." She hummed to herself. She found herself enjoying it too much, before she remembered why Sua was crying.

Sua was put against Mizi, right? Hyuna finally put the dots together, and walked over to Sua's bed. "Hey, calm down." She spoke calmly, gentle. "It's gonna be okay. Just first, breathe." Sua followed, inhaling slowly. "Breathe out." Hyuna lifted her hand up as a demonstration, nearly falling over from kneeling.

"We're just gonna pretend that didn't happen. Are you feeling any better?" She asked, leaning against the wall and holding onto Sua's bed railing.

"Yes, kind of. I just overheard Ivan and Till talking about the price of losing. Apparently you die and.. well.. I just don't want Mizi to die." She exhaled, breathing in again slowly. "Is it selfish of me if I say I want to die instead?" She asked, genuine.

Hyuna pondered for a few moments before responding, "Kinda, yeah. That does make you selfish. It'll take a huge impact on Mizi's mental health, and you know that, right?" Hyuna brushed Sua's hair out of her eyes.

Sua nodded, tears dropping onto her chest again. "I know.. I just.. can't live on without her. I love her so much it hurts, if I could even call it love." Sua cried again, Hyuna wiping her tears.

"Hey, hey, calm down. Everyone's gotta die at some point, it's just fate, Sua. Please, stop crying," Hyuna pulled Sua into a tight embrace. "It will be okay, I promise. Just calm down."

Sua hugged back, sniffing. "Thank you, Hyuna.." She muttered into Hyuna's hair before saying bluntly, "..your hair smells nice."

Hyuna burst out laughing at the abruptness, aswell as Sua.

Maybe.. just maybe things would turn out okay.

Notes:

heh...

anyways next chapter will be out in the next couple of days

in terms of the alien stage i changed some things to make it make sense. six people cannot participate in the actual amount of rounds so i just made modelling the finale😭 i hope this is alright with y'all

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Chapter 13: flower.

Summary:

my clematis / round one !!

Notes:

hiiii!!

so i kinda died on yall for a bit.

uhm, explaining myself..

recently, throughout the past few weeks ive been coming in and out of depressive episodes, and especially with my lung infection ive not been great..

but i met a bunch of ppl on discord so now im doing great (yes, i know you're reading this blank.. hi>w<)

so, uh, id get your tissues for this round guys.

also, im planning on doing an alnst zombie apocalypse fanfic ! this was in my mind for a while, so im going to finish this one and do that. if you want to read it, it might take a while to cook up lol.. so uh, follow me ehe..

next chapter will be a short one i think, im going to add little filler chapters

enjoy !!

Cold.

Sua felt cold.

All she felt was cold.

Even during practice sessions, the cold bubbling under her skin was itching to be dealt with. She couldn't deal with this torment anymore.

Sua knew what she had to do. Growing up, Ivan told her she was selfish. And, gosh, did she know. But she really, really couldn't help it. She couldn't live without Mizi. So there she sat, water dripping down her body as her back made contact with the wall. She knew that she wasn't going to live past 17.

And it didn't feel good.

Not like that fluttering feeling she got when she was with Mizi normally. Not the little brightness she feels when her and Mizi's body make contact - no, none of that - it's this disgusting, desperate feeling that she wishes she could shake off.

But she didn't have a choice.

The little warmth of the water dripped down onto her face, her hair absorbing the liquid and sticking to her face. She buried her face into her knees, her eyes filled with something unnameable. Perhaps it may have been determination, but all Sua actually felt, was genuine fear. She didn't want to die. She didn't have to die. But she chose to. And that's a decision you can't take back.

She stepped out of the shower, drying herself off, dressing herself in a white dress with a neat bow, and some white fluffy boots. She looked at the steamed up mirror in front of her, hair dripping. She grabbed her towel and dried off her hair, brushing the knotted thing.

She sighed, her breath shaky. She blinked, grabbed her gloves and left.

Round one.

...

Mizi was so unbearably desperate to cry.

As the steam from the shower clung onto her skin, she felt scared. For what was to come, for anything to come. She noticed Sua's face during the practice sessions. Some sort of bitter tired look, but she chose to ignore it. She knew what Sua was planning to do anyway.

She had to brace herself for the utter sadness she'd feel. That's something you couldn't get rid of fully though, it always stays, like the steam clinging to her skin.

Until you force it away.

Mizi stopped the running water, cold hitting her like a truck. Her hair clung to her back, the newly dyed blue vibrant. Her head hurt. She got up from the stone cold tiled floor, and moved towards the curtain. She pushed the thing sideways, opening the steamy bathroom. Mizi looked at herself in the mirror. Really, thoroughly looked.

Is that really what she looked like?

With the tiredness, the anger, the frustration, was she really pretty? She couldn't even tell anymore. Because everything morphed into a blur, and all she could see was a snake. An ugly, bored snake who just wanted to not be manipulated for once.

She sighed, brushing out her wet hair. She quickly dressed herself in a navy blue dress with a little gem above her collarbone, past knee high shoes, and gloves. She quickly dried her hair, adding a small wave to the pink.

She quickly applied some mascara and left. Even if she didn't find herself pretty, atleast the aliens would.

She inhaled, preparing herself for what was to come.

Here goes nothing.

...
Hyuna waited anxiously in the small bubble she was placed into, tapping her foot impatiently. Shouldn't Dewey have realised that they're missing by now? Where was he?

She watched as the aliens applauded, as a huge screen appeared with the words, "Welcome to Alien Stage! This is the first ever performance of humans voices reaching the roof, and wow, do we have a lot in store for you! Sit back and watch the show.. welcome to Round One of Alien Stage!" A random alien voice called out over the words, and as they did, Hyuna spotted two figures. One with short hair, one with long.

Hyuna's heart must've sunk. She felt it speed up at seeing her two close friends and wanted to cry.

Sua came on first, her voice clear throughout the crowd. It sounded like something she had written herself with Mizi, because it wasn't something she had heard. She looked at Ivan, who was biting his lip anxiously and tapping his fingers against his palm.

Hyuna quickly looked back at Mizi and Sua, which Mizi had just joined in on.

"Oh, 나의 Clematis, 항상 곁에 있어 줘." Her voice was beautiful and spread through the crowd perfectly.

But this aching feeling in Hyuna's chest didn't leave. She knew the consequence. Someone was going to die, and she knew who it was.

Sua continued singing, but there was a clear shake in her voice that Hyuna had never heard before. Sua was almost uncertain of what would happen.

They joint in harmony, facing eachother. Sua was very clearly shaking, her hands facing Mizi's as the microphone she held shook.

The sign flickered with their photos that were taken a few weeks ago.

The two continued singing, looking happy, but truly, in reality, when would they ever be happy on that stage?

Mizi smiled, thinking about all they had been together to name Sua 'her god, her universe.' Because even after mankind was no longer incharge of the universe, Sua was incharge of hers. And that's all that mattered.

Mizi looked back at Sua, sweat dripping down her forehead.

Sua looked at Mizi and smiled, but a familiar sound to her ears rang out.

87/86.

A gunshot ran cleanly through her throat.

Blood splattered across Mizi's face, her eyes widening.

Her knees hit the floor, but right now, she didn't care about the pain.

All she cared about was Sua.

Who was now laying on the floor, drowned in blood.

Mizi struggled to keep herself together. More sweat ran down her cheeks, but she didn't swipe it away. She couldn't move.

Ivan, who was sat in the bubble, held his breath and bit his lip harder. That was his older sister. His best friend, hell, he didn't know what to call her anymore. Everything they had been through.

Her presence was enough to make him feel whole.

And she was gone. With a click of a button.

He felt this overwhelming feeling of sadness fill into his heart and a few tears fell down his cheeks before he wiped them away.

Sua was gone.

Hyuna sat there, staring in shock. She couldn't breathe, and it wasn't like those moments she hadn't been able to breathe from laughing, it was because she thought her lungs genuinely stopped working aswell as her heart. Her face paled as sadness and fear crept onto her cheeks.

The aliens cheered. What awful creatures. Maybe they were worse than humans.

...

When Mizi got dragged back into her room, all she did was cry. Luka watched, feeling some sort of empathy at the girl whose hair stuck to the tears down her cheeks. Her eyes were swollen, and her limbs were weak from not moving for a few hours atleast.

Luka moved over to her, sitting next to her, the cold reaching him immediately. "You know that she wouldn't have wanted you to react like this, right?" He sighed, waiting for a response.

But he got none, and just more sniffling from Mizi. Her face was towards the cage bars, and her hair was covering and part that wanted to show itself.

"Uhm.. okay then..?" He crossed his arms, sighing again. "Mizi, please calm down, you're going to give us both a headache."

Mizi sniffed before saying, "I've already got one."

Luka wanted to laugh but decided now was not the time at all. He rested his head against the wall, unsure if it was warm or cold.

"Sua.." She cried more and more tears, Luka watching with curiosity. If she shows this much emotion, does that mean she's weak? No, Hyuna showed emotion before, and she's strong.

Luka looked to the ceiling and listened to Mizi's helpless cries. She was now currently curled up onto the floor, her tears soaking both her hair and the concrete.

Luka felt some sort of pity atleast.

...
The room was terrifyingly silent. Till felt the awkwardness through each and everyone of his veins. Even though he was facing the wall, he could tell Ivan was upset. He had known that him and Sua had talked before her round, so Ivan likely knew how it would play out anyway.

Till ran a hand through his hair, turning over to look at Ivan, who was staring at the ceiling in a sad, depressive way. "Hey, Ivan?" Till whispered, since it was lights out a few minutes ago.

Ivan didn't respond straight away, but he replied after two seconds, "Mm?"

Till sighed and looked at the bars of the cage, "I'm scared. I know you're a good singer. And.. I'm just.. completely terrified for the next round. I'm not even good at modelling, either! I don't know what these damn aliens expect me to do-" Till whisper-shouted before Ivan cut him off, "Don't worry about it. I'm sure Dewey or someone will find a way to get out of here."

Till sighed, sitting up. "I don't.. think you understand," He said, his voice filled with something someone could name pity, maybe?

Ivan cut Till off again, "I understand perfectly." He responded.

Till felt anger bubbling to the surface, "Can you listen for once? I get it, your sister died, but does it really not concern you that I might be next? Or you, might be next?" Till whispered again, his voice raising slightly.

Ivan hugged himself, his eyes empty, "I know. And I miss my sister. But please, Till. Just leave me alone for now. We can talk this out tomorrow in the next session." He sighed.

Till stood up, and moved towards Ivan's bed slowly, even though they were a short distance apart already. "Ivan.. I just thought you might need this." Till gave Ivan an embrace, which Ivan eventually crumbled into, closing his eyes and blushing slightly.

Even though he missed Sua, this just might be the best thing he'd ever experienced.

Or.. maybe not.

...

Hyuna sat staring at her notebook. Her room was eerily silent. No crying, no sniffing, no beds squeaking, just pure silence. She moved slowly to grab her pencil, writing things down in her messy, but kind of neat handwriting.

She then placed her notebook back down, closing her eyes. Her mind wandered back to Sua and all the memories they had shared together. Well, some of them weren't so great, but that's beside the point.

Hyuna knew Sua would do this. It was obvious. Ivan knew aswell. But Hyuna couldn't bring herself to think why she would. It's not something a human desires; death is far beyond what she wants, but if that's really how to achieve freedom, well, you have to do it.

Besides, in this dystopia, is freedom really acquirable? Hyuna had been thinking about that for the past few years, actually.

Then she met Luka and her entire world lit up. But after everything he's done.. is he truly worth loving?

"Ugh," She groaned to herself, "Shut up, Hyuna. Sleep." She whispered, closing her eyes as her cheeks met with the rough and tattered pillow.

Nothing was going to be okay, and she knew it from the start.

Notes:

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this year has been like.. crazy

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Chapter 14: practice sessions #1

Summary:

practice sessions

Notes:

NEW ALNST SUB SONG IS SO FUCKING FIRE OMG

I'M UR SWEET VILLIAN AAHAHAHAGA OMG MIZI I LOVE YOU I'LL BECOME SUA

aaaaaaaaagahahhah THANK YOU SMSMSSMSMSMSMSMSMMS FOR 1,000 HITS!!!

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i started on the zombie apocalypse fic, so.... hehe

anyways, enjoy ur meal !

Practice Session:
Subjects 204 + 207
Timeline: Before Round One - My Clematis
MiziSua.

Sua had already thought this through. Even though she knew she would die, the thought still scared her. She would have to get over it anyway, it was too late for her.

Mizi was by her side, highlighting their lines enthusiastically, desperately trying for the mask not to crack. Sua could see through it, for once in her life. She knew Mizi was scared, and she was too.

"Sua? Wanna go over it again?" Mizi asked, cutting through Sua's thoughts.

Sua nodded, her heart picking up slightly. "Mhm."

Mizi grinned, and flicked the page back. Sua started singing beautifully, then Mizi joined in. The two joint in perfect harmony, a glimmer in the dark. When they finished, Mizi smiled so brightly Sua thought she was seeing heaven.

"We did so good! You're amazing, Sua!" She beamed, her eyes squinting shut.

Sua smiled back, tucking hair behind her ear. "Yeah.. so are you.." She said shyly, her voice quiet.

"Sua.. do you believe in God?" Mizi asked randomly, catching Sua completely off guard. Sua thought back to her family, Ivan, her guardian currently - they didn't. She assumed she didn't, but maybe.. she did.

"No, not currently." She responded, crossing her legs. "Why?" She asked, blinking.

Mizi smiled, "Well, I believe in a God." She replied, grabbing a glass of water and sipping slowly. Sua tilted her head slightly, missing the taste of a cigarette a bit.

"You're my God, Sua." She smiled, her eyes closing as her hair fell infront of her eyes. Sua's eyes widened as her face flushed pink. "Me.. your god?" She whispered shyly, smiling.

"Mhm!" She smiled brightly again. "Eeek, I can't wait to see the aliens reactions when we tie! We're so gonna tie, you're amazing!" She kept repeating herself as Sua slowly but definitely listened.

Mizi didn't blame Sua for doing what she was going to do.

But, it's not exactly hard to feel anger for it. Mizi would feel incomplete without her Sua. It's not something your body really prepares for, is it?

But there she was, going off on a tangent, despite everything, trying to mask the fear growing between every inch of her bones.

That's all she could do.

...
Ivan and Sua
Timeline: Before Round One - My Clematis
Subjects 203 + 204

"Sua, you can't just do that!" Ivan slightly raised his voice, the noise bouncing off the walls.

Sua sighed, crossing her arms before unfolding them again. "I have to, Ivan-" Her hair fell infront of her face as her brother looked almost determined to stop her.

"You will.. you'll become a trauma. Nothing left apart from a burning memory to Mizi." He pushed the words out, shaky. "You're selfish, Sua. You know how badly this will hurt her." His collar brushed against his neck, an irritating feeling.

Sua's shoulders dropped, her posture moving to some sort of comfort. Sweat dripped down her cheeks, but someone could easily mistake them for tears. "Please.. stop." Sua shook, her eyes fluttering shut.

Perhaps Ivan should've gotten the message through a bit nicer, but you would do anything to save your sister. Rain battered against the window, the sound soothingly annoying.

Ivan felt this urge of something. Maybe he hadn't seen clearly what Sua viewed of him. Maybe they were more different than he thought.

And possibly, he had driven them even further apart. This was the last time he would see his sister. "Sua. I know.. I know what you're planning to do, and I don't like it. But.. everyone dies at some point, right?" He forced a smile. "I'll see you soon, my big sister." His voice trailed away as time was up for them.

Sua cried that night.

...
IvanTill.
Timeline: Before Round One - My Clematis
Subjects 203 + 214

"No, you're singing the words wrong. It's masyeojwo nal, geurae nan, oh, oh. Not whatever the hell you're singing." Till scoffed, his chair squeaking.

Ivan rolled his eyes slightly, singing again, his hair falling infront of his eyes. "Okay. There. Is that better?" The black haired man looked at the silver eyed boy smiling softly.

"Yeah. Now let's move on. I'm bored." Till grabbed his water and drank slowly, his eyes relaxing. He put the glass down and looked at Ivan expectantly.

"Well? What're you waiting for? Sing. It's not like you're gonna lose anyway. You should probably start practicing modelling." Till crossed his arms, grabbing a pen and highlighting his lines slowly.

"Yeah. Okay." Ivan's eyes darted around the room before they landed on Till and relaxed. A man would do anything they could to talk about Till. Sure, it's random, but it's crossed Ivan's mind a lot. Do others feel this way towards Till? Is that something everyone feels or is it just him?

He watched as Tills fingers traced the lines, mouthing the words quietly. Ivan felt his heart do a little jump, and he looked away for a few moments.

Is this feeling called fondness, or love?

It wasn't something he had realized really.

It wasn't something he'd admit.

Because he's unloveable.

Right?

...
Hyunluka.
Timeline: Before Round One: My Clematis
Subjects 100 + 304

A bite.

A loud noise.

Ringing.

Softness.

Shouting.

Jealousy.

Sadness.

His hands.

Hyuna had zoned out completely, her mind filled with empty thoughts she didn't want to fulfill currently.

Her happiness had depleted completely. With knowing that she's probably gonna die, it's not going to be a great couple of weeks, is it?

She sighed, sitting down in the cornered room, with plastered walls that looked like chains, her hair falling out of the ponytail slowly.

She looked awful.

Maybe she didn't in others eyes. But in her eyes, she was hideous. A monster, maybe. Scarily resemblent to one, anyway.

With a creek of a chair, she rested her head on the desk whilst waiting for.. Luka? Oh. Luka. Her eyes shut themselves in boredom, but she wanted to scream. Although she wouldn't, she tried to. Maybe she'd get locked up. She didn't care anymore.

Luka.. he's done terrible things, right? His little moments with her meant a lot, but he did terrible things. Shouldn't she hate him? It's hard to.

Hyuna ran a hand through her bangs, accidentally hitting her head on the desk. "..oh." She looked unfazed, but the angry red bump said otherwise. She sighed again, hearing the loud screech of doors.

"Go and sit down." The alien spoke, his head bowing.

Luka walked over to the desk as the door shut, and Hyuna felt something move in her chest as she sat down. No, stop. You shouldn't be feeling this way, he's a murderer, he killed Hyunwoo - but it wasn't that simple.

Happy days to her, I guess. Nothing really came simple anymore. It's something she wanted to control, but this is just all pathetic. She should hate him. Why is it not working? Where is the hatred? He killed Hyunwoo. Hyuna needed to stop thinking about it. Just sigh, and smile, and move on.

She looked up at Luka, who looked visibly drained of all humanity, to the point where you could see his ribs through his baggy shirt. He was obviously malnourished, and Hyuna couldn't help but feel bad. He still looked good though. Wait, no, stop. Just.. drink and sing. That's all this was for, right?

Just to be put on display. To make her feel alive. Which never actually really worked, did it? It was all something she was told before. It never worked. Never.

Luka moved towards Hyuna and spoke softly, "Hi, Hyuna." He grabbed his sleeve and sucked softly on the fabric, blinking.

Hyuna didn't want to smile. She felt sick at the thought of smiling right now. She wanted to vomit at even seeing Luka's face. "Hi." She replied back dryly, grabbing her drink and taking small sips one by one.

It was draining. Trying to live. Even love. It was draining. All she felt was pure sadness. This stage, this fakeness hidden behind these solemn walls, it's all too much. Pain was only sorrow in this weak world.

Luka moved his hands towards Hyuna's. Cold, but caring, a glimmer with sacredness.

"Hyuna? Are you okay?" He had felt the urge to ask since he walked in. Hyuna's hands retreated back immediately, folding in her lap before tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Hm.. yeah, I'm fine." She responded, her voice quiet. She looked down at the lyrics.

These were the ones Luka was working on, she thought. "Wiege, right?" She asked, cracking her knuckles.

Luka nodded, handing Hyuna a neat, cursive version of the lyrics. She gently smiled before she caught herself. Stop.

She drank her water again, placing the glass down with an accidental thud. God, she missed alcohol. She even missed the smell of the warmth in the rebellion. She missed it more than she thought she would.

Hm.

Luka moved his hands away from the notebook, allowing Hyuna to read the annoyingly perfect words. Hyuna read it like a lifeline, searching for something. Did it mention anything about a Ruler of his Heart? Oh wait, that was the other one, right?

Hyuna sighed, folding her arms. "This is good. I like it." She smiled again, before looking away.

Luka nearly caught himself giggling before he stopped. "Thank you." He messed with his hair slightly, touching the roots. Would the aliens even do anything if he pulled it out anymore? Huh.. maybe not. Since Heperu was gone, things were actually a lot easier. Especially with regards to his hair.

Hyuna felt something move when he touched his hair. She knew he had a problem with it. It was quite evident. But seeing it really now? It made her feel really upset for some reason.

Again, that's not really something you can continually control; it's a feeling, ugly and bitter. Hyuna sighed for the fifth time, her hair falling from behind her ear into her eyes. "..Luka, you know if you lose, you die right?" She asked, curious.

Luka hummed and nodded, writing something down. "Yes." He continued scribbling, neatly.

"So.. nevermind." Hyuna grabbed her own notebook and wrote something down quickly.

"Dear Diary,"

"If you're reading this, you're either Luka, or the aliens, or maybe Mizi, or someone else. Well, if you're someone else, please give this to Luka. I'm likely dead by the time you're reading this. If I'm not, then that's kinda embarrassing.. anyway, Luka, hi. You should be here by now. Congratulations on winning, I'm proud. I'm glad you survived."

"I just wanted to say though, don't feel upset. Don't feel anything melancholy towards my death. Don't even feel rage. I want to tell you.. live with love. Embrace every, single, tiny little moment. Everything matters. Remember that time I straightened your hair? Think of me and you being happy. Even though I can't forgive you for killing Hyunwoo, I'd like you to feel what I felt. Luka, I've never understood the concept of 'love.' But this, particular emotion, is something I feel towards you."

"I'm sorry that I died. I'll miss you a lot. And I'm sure you'll miss me too. But in the end, none of it matters when you think of everything we've ever done right? Aha, sorry, I'm getting carried away. Uh, anyway, forgive yourself. Even if something wasn't your fault.. forgive yourself. Because then, you know that what you've done is wrong. Do it, again, and again, endlessly, because everything begins from there. Y'know, the others in the rebellion used to call us unseperable. Hah, perhaps we're chained together, you and I."

"I'm sorry, Luka."

"- Hyuna."

Notes:

hi again

it's me

not Hyuna

hi

hope you enjoyed!!!!!!!