Nothing really fits

[resonance-of-libra]

This is the Lucky Ace. Reblog to recieve a wad of cash that is oddly specific to your current needs.

[jukaidream]

I reblogged this shit two days ago y’all… what kinda sorcery is this. Oddly specific too …. I’ll take it tho 🤯

[thisisasinkingship]

I think I did it wrong

[comic-girl2234-deactivated20240]

Uh I reblogged this like 3 days ago and I start my new job on Monday??? Like idk how you accidentally find a job but I did.

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Blankie

"Mommy?" The soft voice of a scared two year old could be heard through the hallways of the great house. The now dark and unlit hallways.

"Eomma?" The child tested the waters again, although his voice remained just as scared, to some degree barely audible. Little did he know, behind the door that he was approaching with cold, tiny feet, his cries were heard loud and clear, startling the young parents.

"Ap... Appa?" That was enough to wake up the both of them instantly. They heard his repeated attempts to push open the door and they knew he could not do it for his life. Even if he tiptoed, if was out of his reach.

"Hi, lost something?" The half sleepy voice of his mother and the warm, welcoming light that came from the room engulfed him.

He said nothing in response, but held his arms up, waiting to be lifted in his safe place: her embrace. The small child was your usual, ordinary kid between a Western woman and an Asian man. His eyes were all hers, the big shape resembling his mother's with such fidelity, whereas the dark colour was definitely his father's. His big, pouty lips were nothing more than a small replica of his paternal figure, a now wide awake and alarmed man.

"Are you all right? Had a bad dream?" Wonho, overly protective as usual, sat straight up and walked to his two most favourite people in the world.

Little Lee Xavier didn't want to answer, but rather buried his face bake into his mom's chest, after mumbling gibberish. The other two looked at each other, barely stifling their laughter. He was cute, yet full of attitude, but that was no surprise due to the fact that both of his parents were good examples of that behaviour.

"Eomma blankie... Cold!" He complained, having long forgotten he dropped it on the floor when Yellena picked him up.

"Here, here! Complaining as usual! What am I going to do with you when you're older and hormones will order you around?" She nuzzled her nose to his considerably smaller one, earning disapproving sounds from him, feeling his hands push her face away.

"Ok, no cuddles, just blankie. Got it!" She picked the light green blanket that Wonho handed her and laid down with Xavier in her arms. She tried reasoning with him, trying to get the small human to fall back asleep. Asking him about his previous possible nightmare would have done no good, so the woman simply played with his hair, as Wonho sang to him.

Being swept away by the soft tune of his father's voice, he quickly fell asleep, clutching his "blankie" in one fist and his mother's finger in the other.

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GNO... GNI

Shei, Yellena and Cho were having their usual girl night in on a Friday. Cup noodles, cheap beer and gossip did the trick as usual, as they were gathered on Yellena's couch and carpet, talking obvious stuff: Monsta X. Being part of their make-up, hair and clothes team made it the perfect art frame for the three of them to discuss every side that there could have been seen on the seven mens' bodies.

'So I think IM has really wide shoulders, although they hardly show it on TV and they won't let me dress him in more fitted clothes.' Says Cho, hitting the trashcan with a candy wrapper, the hard bombonne making small sounds as it bounced off from her teeth to her cheeks.

'Hmm. Kihyun and Wonho have the most perfect skin textures. Minhyuk doesn't know how to keep still tho!" Yellena was complaining about the usually childish behaviour of him. Putting make up on fast is hard. Putting it on fast while the subject is moving makes it even more complicated.

'He does stay still when I fix his hair.' Shei took a sip of her beer. 'And Hyungwon has this habit of never taking his eyes off of his reflexion.' The woman with split both black and blonde dyed hair confessed.

'Right?' Yellena stood up straight, all the girls starting to laugh simultaneously.

'Marry, fuck, kill; Yellena you go first!' Knowing about her obvious crush on Wonho made this game so much more interesting and nerve wracking for her. Although she was a grown ass woman, independent, ready to take on anyone (and quite literally, this girl knew how to fight), but couldn't help herself around him. Her ribcage would just explode, her cheeks would turn red and her words would slurr all the way, like she would be a babbling baby.

'Excuse me? Uhm... Marry Wonho...' She was avoiding eye contact at all costs, but that didn't stop the other two females from whistling and laughing at her, ultimately making the bubblegum haired girl giggle too. 'Shush, you bitches... Let's see! Fuck Hyungwon, cuz he is a tall tree and standing up 69 is out there for me...' She stopped for a second, seeing Shei almost spit her drink out and Cho choke on her candy. 'And kill little baby Minhyuk. I love him, but... I can do without him in this case! Shei, you go next!'

'Ok, marry Minhyuk.' She lifted a finger when she saw Yellena roll her eyes at the back of her head. 'Just imagine. A great father, could take care of the kids and offer great entertainment when I would obviously be out of ideas!'

'You do have a point! That's right!' They thought.

'Fuck... Either Wonho or Shownu. Shownu has to have like a... Darker side to him, you know what I mean? Like his moans must be something; or Wonho because... Well, you can almost look through me while he could turn my body into a pretzel if he wanted to!' Shei barely managed to say, between stopping to laugh or stifle it.' And kill... Maybe Kihyun? Like don't get me wrong, but sometimes he would really annoy me, being such a clean freak. No offense Yellena! 'She took a look around, seeing how clean, centimeter-arranged would be her apartment.

'No worries, I'll behead you in your sleep!' Yellena replied nonchalantly. 'Cho, stop sucking on that lollipop like it's Jooheon's dick!'

Cho sent her a death glare, before resuming to suck on her lollipop, not breaking eye contact with Yellena.

'Ew! You're so gay sometimes.'

'Maybe, but not for you!' She got her joke revenge.

'It's OK, the burn will go away in time!' Shei tried to soothe a pretending to be dead Yellena.

'Ok, marry Joohoney, fuck Kihyun because those high notes are definitely a blessing and kill... Minhyuk, because hating on cucumbers is borderline weird!'

'Yo, I don't like them either!' Shei through a pillow at her, almost sending her lollipop down her throat.

'You're borderline weird as well!' Cho, the Chinese beauty from fashion department, tried her best to contain her laughter.

And so, their usual Friday night was consumed in various conversations about Wonho's ass, how random Jackson from GOT7 can be and other talks about how they are plotting to one day become the heads of their each department.

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Midday fight /Wonho

'How am I selfish in any way?' She was shaking with anger, literally throwing the towel on the ground.

'That is not what I meant, jagiya! Just listen first...' Wonho knew he did something wrong and all he wanted was to fix it. He let the words fall out of his mouth first and used his brain later.

'No, you listen now! How am I selfish when I always save half of any candy I get, only so you can have a taste too? How am I selfish when I don't even turn on the lamp in the morning and look for my clothes in the drawer with my phone's flashlight? How am I selfish when I don't move when you fall asleep in my arms? How. The hell. Am I selfish when I always take time off to iron your clothes as well? Even if you don't need me to do that?' Anger, frustration, all the emotions that she had bottled up that whole week, everything poured out, just like her eyes.

'No, no... Please don't! I am sorry, I'm so sorry! Such an idiot... Come here!' He pulled her closely and tightly in his arms, not even waiting for her to come to him. Her considerably smaller figure almost disappeared in the confine of his muscular, manly frame.

He held her tightly, until his shirt was soaked and she wasn't shaking anymore. Her fingers left marks all over the fabric, where she clutched onto him for dear life.

Even so, he wouldn't have done anything to hurt her, not even misplace one hair on top of her head without her feeling comfortable about it. Wonho looked like he was ready to fight anyone at any time, but inside he was just a soft bunny.