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+ you're back! Im not going to lie I really missed you but um.. i tried your advice from before and I cant seem to fall out of love with you. Do you think i have a chance..
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“This… is an odd question,” he spoke under his breath, lifting his sights to the other in undetermined curiosity, a hand buried in a spill of darkened locks as fits of subtle sheepishness shone, meant to reiterate how he felt. “Nothing… has changed.” Apart from everything, though such a detail could have gone by unspoken. Feeling his brows knit together out of natural instinct interlaced with contemplation beyond measure, he tipped his head, tone softening as the fallen finally found it in himself to respond with something as best as it could have been spoken;
“To fall in love with someone whose heart belongs to another– it’s difficult, surely enough. It might even occur as painful, and that is hardly what you should allow yourself to feel. Especially on my behalf.” Pursing his lips together, he shook his head some, lowering his gaze. “Please don’t do that to yourself, Anon-ah.”
When his cheeks are squished, the younger boy scrunched his nose lightly, then finally chuckled. "Maybe you hit your head somewhere?" Hun reached over to pinch the fallen's sides, his gaze never wavering from the other's.
Sinking a canine into his lower lip to catch himself before another round of laughter escaped, he squirmed to the touch, attempting to wriggle away from his favourite hybrid as he continuously smushed at the boy’s cheeks, wanting very much to have his cake and eat it all the same. Bowing his head some, he whined all too playfully, finally giving way to the small pinches, another loose grin brightening his features almost immediately, “Thank goodness I’m back, yeah?”
"Riiight..." Though he was acting offended, Byunghun actually was glad to see his friend back. "..You keep asking stupid questions, Taemin.." The boy sighed. "Of course I miss your dumb butt."
His gaze softened just as well as his expression seemed to, the moment the boy spoke, and in such, he felt a familiar sense of appreciation for the hybrid before him; without a lick of hesitation, Taemin stepped closer as opposed to the earlier retreat, pushing the full extent of his weight into a rock upon his feet as he tried to redeem some reassurance in reaching to squeeze Byunghun’s cheeks between his palms. “Ahh, you’re so precious..–” He spoke fondly, a pair of mischievous brightened irises studying the hybrid as he spoke. “Really, what stupidity could have gone through my mind to leave you behind like this, mn..?”
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"You dare to ask that question?" The young hybrid quirked one brow, then reached over to punch Taemin's arm. "Obviously for not telling me you'll be away. Some friend you are..." Byunghun huffed and rolled his eyes.
Feeling a spill of laughter swell from his chest, he raised his free hand in a half-hearted attempt to shield himself from the offense, moving it only to rub his arm with nothing less than a pout in place of the smile that tugged at the corners of his lips. “I didn’t mean to keep it from you!” The angel pressed, taking an instinctive step back, despite the overwhelming urge to bother the hybrid towards various extents. “I didn’t even realize I’d be taking a leave myself– if it were up to me, you’d have been dragged along without question.” Pausing momentarily, his tone took a slight shift. “Did you… miss me?”
"You're a little shit" -Byunghun
“Well you’re no bit of sunshine yourself,” he responded quickly, a huff of discontent released almost immediately in lieu of his retort– still, it was as playful as he’d ever been, especially in concern to the male before him; with a smile spreading lightly across his lips, Taemin shook his head, “What’d I do this time?”
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+ does it bother you that your fiance hasnt checked in on you at all
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“No, it hasn’t really bothered me much at all, because above all else, I know that he’ll be back. Or– at the very least, he’ll be able to return to tell me otherwise. I don’t want to jump to any conclusions about it, but I know that if circumstances were different then occurrences would prefer to show differently… right?” Shaking his head slightly, he lifted his gaze a bit. “He’ll be back before you or I know it.”
+ how do you keep up being here when you're so sad most of the time?
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Pressing his lips together thoughtfully, he shook his head, taking a small glance up, “Being sad, I don’t think it’s words a lifetime takeover. I do… sulk often,” letting out a breath, a tinge of crimson spread vibrantly across his cheeks, embarrassment filling into his system. “But its been proving better to not let that happen. So I’m honestly incredibly okay now! I’m not sad as much as I am hopeful, and I’m glad to be able to smile so often because of it.”
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