{ "lets fold things" MARK IM CRYING okay YEAH LETS FOLD THINGS MARK how about you fold my bedsheets while i watch and roll all over the bed with chocolate in my arms IM CRYING
[/ she needed a place out of the common room after reading the letter. She was mad at him, she hated him with her whole heart then why was she crying, it made no sense. When she heard a voice calling for her ] WhatâŠ. [/ the face she met was Nanaâs face, She quickly wiped her tears off and tugged the letter away ] No Iâm not cryingâŠ
{ `despite her denying it, nana can see traces of tears down her flustered cheeks and it only causes her to push the small garment her way. despite not exactly getting along hyomin from time to time, she dislikes seeing anyone in such a state. people crying had always been her weakness and this situation isn't any exception } are you okayâ? { ` cautiously, she brings a hand to pat her on the back, eyebrows drawn into a look of concern }
{ ` startled by the sight of the female slytherin in tears, instinct telling her to go and make sure her fellow school mate was alright } hyomin? { ` voice small, a mere whisper; she doesn't want to be taken wrongly, neither is she here to argue. she just had to make sure hyomin was okay } are youâ { ` quickly, she takes out a pastel colored handkerchief from her pockets, offering it timidly }
though nana and seungyoon both try, theyâre both hopeless cases when it comes to whipping something up in the kitchen. still, theyâre usually both content in simple breakfast meals in bed together and take out boxes from their favorite chinese take out restaurant
too often than they want, but its usually all just nana and her unpredictable temper towards his childish ways. seungyoon is used to it though and knows how to expertly wiggle his out of it by serenading her as an apology while he lightly traces the length of her long dark hair, leaving her close to none to deny
what do they do when theyâre away from each other?:
theyâve always been occupied with their own interests. seungyoon would probably focus on his music while nana focuses on her hobbies. she swigs a mouthful of attention with relish and he knows better than to doubt her ability to distract herself each time heâs gone. between the two, itâs probably seungyoon who sends the first set of owls of âi miss you noonaâ and a whole bunch of others that consist of lame and cheesy pick up lines
nicknames for each other?:
noona and yoon are comfortable with using their real names. sometimes terms of endearment such as âdarlingâ and âjagiâ would surprise yoon, though thatâs something he never shows nana. at least not when sheâs around. occasionally, he tries to smooth things up by calling her âjinah-yahâ but that usually ends with a frown from the female and a scolding that sounds similar to âyah. im older than you. call me noona!â (that doesnât mean she doesnât like it though because she does deep inside)
who is more likely to pay for dinner?:
regardless of yoon patronizing nana about how heâs the man of the relationship, itâs always nana who ends up paying for the both of them with the younger one always reasoning ânext timeâ. his next time became next week, the week after, the month after, until nana eventually got the message that his next time is synonymous to eventually (it should really be âneverâ though heâs proven her wrong a couple of times already, paying for little things like this and that)
who steals the covers at night?:
nana complains of insomnia when truth of the matter is she drinks too much of that sweet milk before bed that always causes her to go hyperactive. i told you not to drink it anymore, yoon would always slightly scold her; how it ends up isnât new to yoon at all. hogs the sheets to wrap it around herself, hogs the bed to herself too. but yoon knows what does the trick, nothing but a good olâ stroke of her long dark curls and nana usually finds herself dancing away to dreamland in no time
what would they get each other for gifts?:
a newly composed song, sometimes ribbons to decorate her hair. she usually gets him something related to music, at times little trinkets that she knows will be to his liking. key chains and bracelets, rarely clothes because she knows yoon can do that by himself
who remembers things?:
despite the two having snail memory together, seungyoon is the one to remember things the most. that doesnât mean heâs the greater one in that category though because the younger male has a tendency to get distracted easily, delegated tasks often long forgotten within sight of a small dust on the ground
who cusses more?:
neither of them likes to curse, unless itâs nana cursing yoon for being overly greasy.
what would they do if the other one was hurt?:
depend on nana to beat the crap out of whomever hurt seungyoon, regardless of the reason. as for yoon, nana canât exactly see him winning in any sort of physical quarrel but sheâd appreciate the effort heâd put out on the table
who kissed who first?:
as yoon is running a hand down the tips of her hair, nanaâs eyes closed, he suddenly finds himself planting a quick and chaste kiss against her cherry coated lips. soft and quick, unexpectedly causing a blush to tinge against the apples of her cheeks
who made the first move?:
yoon knows better than to wait for nana to make the first move. after constantly rolling and tossing around the bed each night he gors to sleep, he finally musters up enough courage to confess
who started the relationship?:
a little brash and vibrant with his confession for the noona he chased for so long, itâs definitely seungyoon who started the relationship between them. with the promise of sticking with her through her ups and downs (itâs not like he hasnât anyways), heâs the one who eventually leads the two into their not so fairytale like romance.Â
I am not an easy person to love. Some days I will whisper how beautiful you are while planting gentle kisses all over your body. You will giggle and try to fight me off and in that moment my heart will have never felt so light.
But other days when my mind is a storm cloud threatening to explode, I will be a bundle of emotions that I cannot quite keep contained. I will be cold, distant, and you will look at me like I am not the same person you fell in love with.
I am a broken light switch. My moods flicker without anyone flipping me on and off. I wake up each morning and wonder which me you will encounter that day. I always hope it is the one who makes you want to stick around.
I am not easy to love. But what I need you to understand is that whether there is a war waging inside of my mind or I am the kind person that you adore, I will always love you.
I will love you in the morning. I will love you when you cry. I will love you when I am angry. I will love you when youâre being stubborn. I will love you when I donât even love myself. I will love you.
I know that there will be days when you want to give up on me but I am asking you, please donât. You see, you are the only one who has been able to settle the storm inside of me before I even realize it is surfacing.
I am not easy to love but I promise that I will always put up a fight. And I will love you no matter which me my light switch flips on that day.
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