juwon: ely buy anything u wanna eat
elymas: really? then i'll get this and this and this and that
cashier: are you guys checking out together?
juwon: no, separately
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Not today Justin

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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juwon: ely buy anything u wanna eat
elymas: really? then i'll get this and this and this and that
cashier: are you guys checking out together?
juwon: no, separately
I hate u even more than I did yesterday /:
big surprise
MEMORIES OF US
i.
“I’m not really here.”
His words catch him off guard, and he immediately stops fiddling with the machine in his hands. He places it down, getting back up to stand in front of him.
“What do you mean?” He’s young, but he knows what he means.
“You know.” Elymas walks around him until he makes a full circle, only to retrace the same shape before he knocks their shoulders together. “The only time I was ever here was the first moment I entered through those doors.” Elymas looks towards the main door, and his eyes follow. The door remains shut, held closed by what looks like a hundred locks. It’s a door that’s not a door, only letting in and never out. “They took me. They took who I was. I’m not really here.” The next time Elymas looks at him, Juwon avoids the gaze. “And I’m not really sure where I am anymore. I feel like I’m here, but I’m not, I’m alive but I’m dead. Like I’m alive but someone’s killed all that I really am.”
He closes the space between them, and soon Ely’s got both his hands. “I don’t know why, but I wanted to tell someone that. I don’t know why, but I’ve always wanted someone to know that.” It’s always this way, how he manages to get so close to him before he can realize anything else. “I don’t know why, but I wanted you to know that.”
“You’re speaking like someone about to leave.” He cuts him off, and retracts his hands. His eyes grow cold, when they should be warmer. He doesn’t know how to respond, because he already knows that Elymas was someone that had left even before he could enter the space of him. “Don’t… don’t speak like that.”
“Okay. I’m here then.” He knows he’ll always remember this moment. It’s the way he looks, how alive and dead he looks all at once. “I’m here.” How he doesn’t know him anymore, or know if he ever has to begin with. “And I’ll always be.”
ii.
“NRF067K, dead. Confirmed at 4:31AM this morning.” They pause. “Kang?” They smile. “Are you alright?” They know.
“Of course.” He smiles.
They smile.
“Good.”
They know.
iii.
He wants the walls to stop collapsing. “Stay with me.” For what houses he’s building to stay up, for longer than just a moment. “Stay with me, Ely.” For the bricks to remain where he places them, and for the foundation to hold them where he wants it to. “I swear to god, if you dare to leave me now –” He wants the world to cease for just a moment, and allow him a breath. It’s all he asks: a single breath.
“Juwon, you look so beat up right now, it’s hilarious.” He’s laughing but there’s only so much his chest can hold right now. Juwon holds him in his arms, and it’s all so tragic, all such a tragedy.
He still doesn’t know what love is, but he knows it’s not supposed to be this:
All this drowning and all this grief, that he won’t know where to fit anywhere else but everywhere.
“I’m going home.” Elymas guides his face down to meet his. He holds his forehead against him, eyes fighting to stay open, then closed, then open again. His skin’s growing colder by the second, and his own warmth is no longer helping. His hands hold him here, because it’s all they can do.
“Stay here. Don’t go home, stay here.” He forces the words out, between forced breaths. “With me. With me.”
“Okay then.” Ely laughs again, and swipes at his cheek. “I’m here, Juwon.” Even here, Juwon still doesn’t know him. Never has to begin with. “And I’ll always be.”
when will kimjay write me one of them pieces again
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i fcking miss ely im emo
me too
Give me my club drabble :-(
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juwon voice who is this exo and why have they knocked off my girlfriend’s song red flavor off the charts
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everyone i know ever “u used to intimidate me” WHY WHY I AM SUCH A JOKE PLEASE APPROACH I AM LONELY
this txt post is a joke
who r u exactly
yours
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Keep reading
who said you could travel without me
admit the truth, you still love him.
I hope you know that I can love the absence of a thing even more than the thing itself.
:----)
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gimme uno mas siken drabble and I’ll delete
매일 침대가 제일 편했다. 바깥 새상이 어떻게 돌던 침대와 하나가 되었다. 어떻게 가다가는 내개 남은 두 다리도 쓸모 없어질까 라는 생각이 들정도로 움직이지도 않았다. 가만이 있는 만큼 움직이는건 쓰레기 같은 심장 뿐. 이상하게도 죽고 싶지는 않았지만 특별히 살고 싶지도 않았다. 남는 생각은 오로지 그 자식이 미치도록 보고싶다. 한번만 더 만지고싶다. 하루만 더 같이 있었으면 좋았을텐데.
(내가 잘 사랑해 줄수 있었는데.) (그놈이 날 사랑하던 말던 내가 더 좋아할수 있었는데.)
이런 미친 생각들만 하루종일 해왔다.
“기분 존나 더럽네.”
생각을 안 하려고 노력할 수록 더 더욱 생각나는 놈이였다.
그놈이 더 얄미운지 그 놈을 아직도 미치도록 그리워하는 자신이 더 얄미운지 결정은 못했다.
남의 손을 잡고 있으면서도 그 자식만 생각났다. 그놈의 손은 더 컸었지. 매번 차가웠지만 워낙 커서 잡고 있으면 이상하게도 마음이 편했다. 그놈의 손이 내 손의 따듯함을 훔쳐가던 말던, 손을 잡고 있다는 것만으로도 행복했었던 기억밖에 남지 안았다. 남에게 키스를 하던 남이랑 몸을 썩던 오로지 그놈 생각. 싸가지 없게도 달아 오르지 않는 몸도 끄덕없이 변함없이 그놈 만을 원했다. 오로지 그놈이 그리웠다. 무엇을 하던 그놈만 보고싶고 그놈을 그리워했다. 내 자신이 불쌍했다. 아니, 불쌍하기 보다는 얄미웠다. 한 사람을 잊는게 이렇게 힘든 일이 였던가?
뭐, 사람을 잊으려고 해볼렸 던건 이번이 처음이 였으니 어리석은 내 머리가 알리가.
(사랑을 해본적이 처음이 였으니 어리석은 내 심장이 알리가.)
첫사랑이고 뭐고 이런 미친 짓은 그냥 마지막이 되길 빌었다.
WHY IS IT IN KOREAN