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#❝ ♟ ↪ i’ll see you with your laughter lines ❞ ↘visage.#god wtf loOK AT HIM #I STILL CANT TAKE IT #daehyun def has the blonde hair tbh

bvrdiis:

birdie let out a heavy sigh. “figures that would happen.” he said with a little shake of his head. “i do need some sleep.” he just was trying at least to wait until it was a regular time to go to sleep. otherwise he knew that he would wake up in the middle of the night and not be able to fall asleep again. “oh well i can just tell noona her concealer is definitely not twenty four hour wear.”

“tell noona she needs to invest better. twenty four hour wear my ass. if it can’t handle those bags then she shouldn’t be buying it.” daehyun really doesn’t care about makeup in the slightest, and only even knew what concealer was because his own sister wore it ( and definitely hadn’t put it on him when he was younger, definitely not ) . “why are you forcing yourself to stay awake, birdie? that’s miserable. i hate wanting to sleep but NOT being able to. thinking about doing that willingly would make me wanna scream.”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#bvrdiis #DSFLKAJSLFKA IM GLAD U LOVE DAEHYUN OK #i love u more #also this is late #but continue loving me anyway

seomvn:

“you know that old saying, right? curiosity killed the cat? you should be careful what kind of questions you ask, kitty.” of course, he’s just messing with him. joel doesn’t think he could hurt anyone, even if he wanted to. especially not some stranger he’s just meeting who didn’t do anything to him besides ask him a question. “that’s unfortunate. but i respect that.” he chuckles, shaking his head slightly. he’s enjoying their little conversation, mostly because the other male doesn’t know who he is. or if he does, he’s being very cool about it or pretending he doesn’t. “you don’t get compliments from strangers all the time? i’m shocked.”

“you know there is more to that saying, yah?” the nickname causes a slight grin to tick onto the corner of his lips, somewhat amused by it before he continues, “curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back. i tend to like that version more, to be honest. “ whatever the other says, the last thing daehyun was taking it as was a threat. he had been threatened before -- he knew what it felt like. the other was teasing but his words held no actual heat towards them. he can’t help but feel as though the other’s features are familiar though, and it’s odd that daehyun can’t quite comprehend or put a finger on why they are, but he also can’t find the want to try and bother with it for long. brow raising at the others words, he can’t help but snort a bit, “why would that SHOCK you? just because i’m supposedly ‘cute’ doesn’t mean i got people lining up the block to tell it to my face.”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#seomvn

bonhwaz:

over the time he’d taken over the store, he’d met all manner of people, and dealt with all sorts of ass holes, so even though the boy currently in his store didn’t seem all too at ease, it wasn’t the end of the world. the last thing he was there to do was be difficult with them, so chose to stray from being over enthusiastic when he spoke. “ what girl doesn’t appreciate flowers right ?? ” he offers a smile and a nod, glancing over at the flower stand. “ if she knows how to make them last without being in oasis, i’d suggest a hand tie, then she can do whatever she pleases with the contents. but it’s all up to you, of course. ”

the look on his face is a dead giveaway that he has NO IDEA what the other is even talking about. his sister enjoyed flowers, he had seen the look of happiness creep onto her face the few times she had gotten some -- and he wasn’t sure what was pushing him to get her some now of all times -- but maybe it was the lack of smiling on her part lately and the evidence of frustration. maybe he just wanted to do something nice, for once. “i dont know what a hand tie is. it sounds like something you sneeze into.” which, obviously, that wasn’t what it was but daehyun is a little lost, regardless of the help the other is offering. “i just want something pretty. all you have to do is put it in a vase and change the water, right? they’re just flowers.”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#bonhwaz #yall this is so late u were still using his old fc ok im screaming @ myself

jvnhoz:

“ i mean.. you’re not wrong. people are…weird. ” a rumble of laughter settled in his stomach escapes, though its a little… uneasy. “ and that would depend entirely on what you consider to be scandalous to begin with. so you’re weird enough to comment on it but not dig it ?? gotcha. wouldn’t be the worst thing someone had a thing for though. ” even though it was he who inadvertently brought it up, he wished he didn’t now he was thinking about it. “ flowers don’t deserve a lot of things but it still happens, you know ?? better that than being pissed on. ”

“yeah. i KNOW i’m not wrong.” daehyun drawls back, brow furrowing at the others words and scoffing in his direction, seemingly unimpressed, “weird enough to comment on it? y e a h . because it was funny. me having a thing for you vomiting though? that’s a different level of weird that i’m just not on. the FUCK is wrong with you.” his own words come out easily, immediately bypassing the fact that he had been the one to initiate this conversation in the first place and say something about it all. it’s a weird conversation. but daehyun finds it easy to k e e p talking. “honestly? i’d take a piss over nasty, half-digested food. that shit is gross. at least the plants would get semi-watered.”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#jvnhoz

hmrxshge:

haru wasn’t stupid, in fact he’d originally gone to school for physics. however, he was apparently very inobservant because he could swear that he had thrown his cup away. however, a quick turn towards the bench where he had been coming from proved in fact that the plastic container was sitting there empty just as the other male had said. “oh, sorry.” if he thought about it he wasn’t sure why he was apologizing to this person or apologizing to anyone really, but rather than sticking around to defend himself (or rather defend his own forgetfulness) haru scurried back towards the bench to properly take care of the cup.

daehyun really couldn’t hold back his amusement when the other almost immediately falls into an apology ( like why was he even apologizing to him? daehyun had NO clue but it was funny ) and went back to throw the cup away appropriately. brown eyes widened as he watched the stranger do so, slow grin finding his lips as he lasts for one, two, three, four -- FOUR more seconds before laughing out loud in gleeful shock. “i can’t believe you actually went back and threw it away!” daehyun exclaims, “i actually couldn’t give less of a shit about littering. and what kind of dog eats plastic cups? but i couldn’t help myself!” it probably funny to only him; but for daehyun that was all that mattered really. wiping at an imaginary tear, he sighs happily before shaking his head, “you normally just do what random strangers tell you to do? ever heard of STRANGE DANGER?”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#hmrxshge #me: sorry haru #daehyun: not sorry @ all

gongmins:

@dvehyvns !

gongmin definitely hadn’t gone out of his way to see daehyun. absolutely not. he’d still say otherwise, regardless of the fact that once he pushed through the door to kihyun’s quaint little bar, daehyun was already there waiting for him. in truth, gongmin had found himself panicking at the plans he’d made with sunny that week, and also just… needed a drink. both capable of being seen to by seeing daehyun. casually padding across the bar space, he offers daehyun a weak one armed hug. “ there best be like, eight shots on the way already. otherwise you may as well be dead to me. ”

he is nursing a drink in between his hands when the arm suddenly comes out of no where and wrap around his shoulders in a hug -- and daehyun is two seconds away from elbowing the gut of whoever the fuck it is until gongmin’s familiar voice follows just after and he’s catching himself before he does so. turning his head to look over at his friend ( and not a creepy stranger as he was originally assuming ) , he takes one look at his face before letting out a bark of laughter, cheshire smile stretched across his cheeks, “you look like a fucking MESS.” the comment isn’t veiled in any sort of softness; he’s being honest. gongmin looks rough. “what happened to you?” he asks after a moment, catching the bartenders attention while he does so and wordlessly ordering a couple shots for the both of them to take, momentarily forgetting about his own drink in favor of humoring the other.

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#gongmins #they are gr8 i love them already ok

gyuisms:

“ i have heard that before yes. don’t think i qualify, bud. ” gyu counters shakily. he had fully been trying to be helpful, if anything. the last thing anyone needed, especially this man or security for that much, needed was fuss unnecessarily. gyu had been working there long enough that he should’ve known the faces that roamed around, but then again, only knew certain types of people in the building. “ you work here but can’t get in ?? ” gyu sighs, flicking his cigarette stub to the floor, a foot stepping atop of it. “ are you new ?? i can…. let you in, i think. just… don’t say it was me if they get arsey. ”

“you’re the one who gets to DECIDE if you qualify or not? again. asshole tendencies. you got more of ‘em then you realize.” it’s word vomit. it’s frustration. to be honest, daehyun knows the other isn’t actually even being that bad -- but he n e e d s this job and the last thing he wants right now is to get in trouble for disappearing and no one knowing WHY. besides this guy; but daehyun wasn’t about to also put trust in a stranger and hope that he saves his ass. brow raising when the other repeats what he had said, there is a sharp retort on the tip of tongue and about to lash out but then they are offering to help and the harshness of his features edges away just the slightest, “i’m new. i just started. guess they didn’t think enough to give me a key to get in.” daehyun mumbles, trying to get himself back in check, “i’m not a fuckin’ snitch. just let me in... PLEASE."

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#gyuisms #yo he out here saying PLEASE LIKE PITY HIS ASS #HE NEVER USES NICE WORDS LIKE THIS #HE DESPERATE\

sxjuns:

IT SEEMS AS if sejun had hit a sore spot with the other which was ironic because sejun had been always been good at pinpointing towards people’s weakspots, a talent taught from father to father if sejun had ever knew one –– and whilst sometimes court strategies l e a k into sejun’s heartless, heartless persona; it almost seems as if the other was just as BITTER as himself but for different reasons that makes sejun smirk into his illuminating screen, unable to cast his eyes off the text message he was sending all whilst listening to the other’s heated words. “ you okay there, sport ? ” he murmurs uneventfully, his tone HEAVY of disinterest before shrugging his shoulders in spite. “ you sound a little trigger happy there for the kid –– why don’t you adopt him or something ? that’d be cute. ” sejun’s foot taps against daehyun’s softly once, twice before reaching over to take a sip of his own coffee cup at hand, slowly but surely d r o w n i n g the child out of his thoughts. “ the SOONER the better. ”

“yah? and why don’t you suck my dick.” the other’s commentary is annoying, but daehyun finds himself used to it above anything else, not allowing the BITE of the words to sink in anymore than he had already allowed them to in a moment of weakness. daehyun was usually rather good about not letting his feelings get the best of him -- he wasn’t quite sure why the crying child had decided to trigger him in the slightest way that it had, but he’s pushing aside the feelings again and burying them into the depths of his mind like he normally did. he’d blame the nasty ass coffee he was forcing himself to drink for it all. nasty, b i t t e r , black coffee bean water. drawing his gaze away from the youth, he’s directing it onto the figure before him now, brow raising rather unimpressed, “actually-- forget i even said that. i’d rather pour this coffee in my eyes. which, speaking of -- how the FUCK do you drink this shit. it’s disgusting.” but his words don’t stop him from begrudgingly bringing the drink to his lips once more, taking another small sip.

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#sxjuns #ITS FINE I AINT MAD ABT THIS HE MAKES ME LAUGH #daehyun can handle his own #they are odd together n i like it god bless

sxjuns:

“ YOU KNOW, WITH all my years that i’ve been alive ( and mind you, that’s alot ) children had been better at controlling their unearthly wails of crying –– ” sejun murmurs towards his … somewhat companion beside him all whilst watching a child merely five feet away crying for their mother, unwavering eyes staring in HEAVY distaste before taking a leisure sip of his coffee at hand. “ that beggar’s child is probably going to die if he doesn’t find his mother soon, ” sejun comments once again, blinking once or twice at the thought before retreating back towards the illuminating screen of his cell phone. “ –– pity. ”

the crying hadn’t really caught daehyun’s attention until the other beside him is bringing it to light -- and once it’s there, he can’t seem to drown it O U T . brown eyes swivel to peer in the direction of the child, lips pressed together as he takes in their crying figure and daehyun has to force himself to look away after a few seconds pass by. unease settles over him; it weighs heavy over his chest. thoughts of sympathy echo in the back of his mind, a familiar ache of knowing what that feeling was like creeping through him, and there is a frown finding his lips as his gaze falls on sejun now -- he’s a little SPITEFUL at the words. “i wish you could hear yourself fuckin’ talk sometimes. you’re still stuck in the 1800′s. or however far back your old ass goes.” his tone is bitter as he takes a sip of equally bitter coffee, ignoring the taste before easing himself away from the mess of emotions that he had let slip. “i’m sure someone will help him eventually.” daehyun tacks on thoughtlessly.

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#sxjuns #i dont usually assume connections but i am here :')))))#bc why tf not #also wow @ daehyun gettin emo abt his dead parents who died tragically #way 2 go sejun for bringing those feelings back to light for .5 seconds

gyuisms:

“ —– i… don’t want to sound like an ass, ” gyu begins, pulling his cigarette from his lips ( it was a bad habit, but old habits always died hard, right ? ), to offer a faint smile at the face lingering all too close to the network building. “ but i’m pretty sure you can’t get into the building unless you work here, today. ”

“did you know that assholes usually tend to start their sentences off that way.” daehyun finds himself retorting back without thinking much into it, already feeling the impending frustration beginning to bubble up in his chest at the fact that he was locked out and he was supposed to be working. IN THIS BUILDING. he took one minute to walk outside to throw the trash into the dumpsters and now he’s stuck. briefly he sees the scanner that tells him most need some sort of key card to get in through this door; one which he clearly lacked. lips pursing together, he turns to look towards the other before noting WHO that other just happened to be. there had been enough g o s s i p around the office that it would of been hard for daehyun to forget. huffing out, his arms cross over his chest, “and i do work here, actually.”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#gyuisms

he’s w h i n i n g . outwardly. LOUDLY. shamelessly. but for good reason. siyeon could only ignore him for so long, and daehyun feels the need for her attention only begin to grow tenfold as she continues to stare down at whatever she was looking at that wasn’t him. stretching out on their couch in the living room, daehyun lets out another loud and exasperated sigh, bottom lip jutting out a little as he lets his glare settle on the his older sister evenly, “noona... sisi. i get it. you HATE me now.” he finally speaks out loud after realizing he was getting nowhere the past ten minutes with nonverbal sounds in hopes for her attention, “what could i of ever done to deserve the torture you’re putting me through right now.” [ @siveon ]

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#siveon #wow they are actually finally interacting w eachother icb

seomvn:

joel sighs, shrugging his shoulders. he reaches up a hand and wipes at the corner of his own mouth, making sure that any evidence of what he had done moments before was gone. it’d be pretty difficult to claim innocence if the proof was right there on your face - literally. “hmm, does it really matter what i was doing? not like it involved you.” his lips quirk up into a small smile, and his left eyebrow raises. “i mean, unless you want it to. and since you’re cute, i’ll give you a discount.”

“NO, it honestly doesn’t. i’m just nosey.” daehyun doesn’t shy away from being blunt about himself, but he’s blinking a moment later when the stranger continues, brow raising at the suggestion as well as the word ‘cute’. “unless we’re talking about the bootleg wonder woman dvd, i think i’ll have to pass.” but a pleased grin finds his face anyway seconds later, “thanks for thinking i’m cute, though. nice to be flattered every once in awhile by strangers.”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#seomvn

hmrxshge:

haru knew that he was rather eye-catching just by himself. the fact he wore the clothes he did wasn’t even a part of it. he was more than six feet tall and according to most people pretty good-looking so even if he did dress down he was still going to stick out in a crowd. still he was surprised when someone seemingly called out to him. mostly because he didn’t know what he had seen that would make him want to say something to haru. “what did i do?” haru couldn’t even think of anything that he had done that would be considered “scandalous”.

“it’s not very fun or entertaining if i have to tell you what you did.” and there went his good time. there is an exaggerated huff slipping from his lips, hands dropping from behind his head and falling to his sides in an almost childish like manner. the scandalous comment had definitely been sarcastic; but maybe it had just gone over their head. “littering is technically frowned upon. you just left that empty drink there for some poor soul to have to deal with themselves. or worse, what if a stray dog gets ahold of it and chokes on the plastic? h o n e s t l y .”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who’s digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#hmrxshge #dont @ me ok daehyun is legit just talkin out his ass

bvrdiis:

“are the bags under my eyes really that noticeable still?” birdie asked suddenly curious as to what exactly he looked like. “i borrowed concealer this morning from the noona who lives across the hall from me and she said i looked just fine.” granted birdie was also going on either hour 29 or hour 30 of being awake he really couldn’t remember. so if there was any time for the bags to be showing it would be now.

“the concealer has clocked out of it’s shift and is NO longer doing it’s job for you. there is no concealing those bags.” daehyun answers honestly while giving the other a little shrug of his shoulders, humming lightly to himself. “i mean-- you don’t look bad though. just-- tired. you look like you need sleep.”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#bvrdiis

bonhwaz:

ben was always sure to give customers a little time to wander on their own, but it was often easy for him to clock when they needed help. he wasn’t sure about this particular visitor, though. the question doesn’t sit well —- with ben being unsure if hes being sarcastic or not. “ we’ve got lots of them…, yes ! ” ben instead offers with a nod. it must’ve been different for people who didn’t practically grow up in a flower shop. “ any special occasion or just for the hell of it ?? ”

for once daehyun hadn’t actually meant for his response to sound as blunt and snarky as it had -- but it still doesn’t make him apologize. for whatever reason he feels a little odd and out of place ( it’s a fucking flower shop, he has NO reason to feel such way, and yet he does ) but he’s being addressed and offered help so daehyun decides to just ignore the feeling and accept it, “they’re for my sister.” he mumbles out, expression still a little downfallen, “no real special occasion though. i just -- i don’t know. wanted give her some?”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#bonhwaz

milkhcneys:

jamie hummed innocently, shrugging — as if they didn’t know what the other was talking about. “ what did you see ? i, for one, didn’t see much of anything. ” of course they chose now to be a perfect time for them to open the picture a certain gorgeous stranger had sent them earlier, not being one to refuse a compliant fuck. nevertheless, they should’ve at least checked their surroundings first, but the coy smile playing at their lips said anything but shamelessness.

their coyness did not go over daehyun’s head ( he practically had a radar for it himself ) and he fixes them with a narrowed look, even though the grin on his face hasn’t faded. it wasn’t as if he had enjoyed seeing the picture; but it had still been a little funny. “and i, for one, saw ENOUGH. who even sends shit like that. better yet, who even opens shit like that in public.” it would sound like chastising to some but there is no actual heat behind daehyun’s words. they are teasing, dripping with his own sense of humor, “you gonna answer him back?”

#❝ ♟ ↪ look who is digging their own grave ❞ ↘thread.#milkhcneys

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