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Heol, now that I’m here should I reveal all of your deepest secrets?
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my texting speed varies from embarassingly fast to one week later slow
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For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over again.
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Since when are you the huge man!? You're still a boy...
As my leader you’re supposed to be the point of contact for all my personal endeavors yes?Well I’ve decided to drop Huge Boy and go for Huge Man. Catchy right?
If you're giving me all of yours, does this mean Tae isn't getting anything? :-)
You are trying to get me in trouble and I won’t allow it.Nam Taehyun owns my soul.Hyuntae owns my heart. Kang Seungyoon gets my love.You guys gotta learn to share the Huge Man.
Listen.
Doesn’t.
Mini … Mimi … I mean … SONG MINO! No, I am not doing this so you can call me cute again … but I made some cookies anyway for this very special day that no one cares about too much … maybe? BUT this is a way for me to let you know that you are very important to me and I’m happy to have you in my life. I’m sending kisses your way and I hope you will continue to smile a lot!
love me - anon
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“You are… I’ve been becoming brash the more I hang out with you…” she throws him a playful glare. Only playful because it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. If anything, she was breaking out of her shell and showing a side not many people were able to see past the resting bitch face. The setting was usually this. Some prank or dare going on between the two, or just something crazy in general. So while she’s at it, she drops to the ground, positioning her head then palms to the floor for her arms to carry her weight as she throws her legs up and holds herself in a baby freeze. She counts as her blood rushes to her head.
“Me? Brash?” He doesn’t think of himself as such. Which is why the suggestion by the female causes him to clasp his chest in shock. He’s always being ridiculous, mimicking the greatest surprise he can with eyes as wide and ludicrous as possible, but he knows she gets the point. “I cannot believe you think of me as such. If I were a Pokemon my nature would most certainly not be Brash.” He’s ready though, despite his antics, to hold his phone steady while she takes to the position. “Breathe if you hurt something I’m a dead man.” He could count the people lining up to kick his ass if they weren’t careful. They always were. He’s counting too, with a silly grin on his face. He almost threatens to tickle her but, safety first. “That’s not so bad right?”
Her eyes narrowed slightly for it was a known fact, Aella didn’t much like being told she couldn’t do something, no matter how ridiculous the act was. “Are you telling me I can’t do somethin’?” Brows hiked into her bangs, jaw hung open with her eyes turned to him behind glasses she only ever wore when she was working in studio. One could say she didn’t need them at the moment, promptly about to quit whatever work she was doing and join in his goofing off. He was a bad influence, but she was also easily distracted. “I’m betting you…some odd amount of won I can definitely do it.” With that, she was moving the chair with her feet out from under the desk and holding out a well manicured hand to him, fingers curling to motion him to hand it over.
“How much you wanna bet?”
“Wait wait wait, now why you gotta go and put money on this? Can’t we bet like--- rep wise? Whoever can’t do it, has to do something to screw with their rep. I mean I don’t know about you but the coolest one in here is you and you mess up that rep around here it’ll be more than satisfying for me to climb the ladder.” He’s not sure if he’s making sense, partially because he’s been staring at the sound synthesizer for hours, along with the keys and speaking in beats, talking in tongues only musicians really got. She could only put up with it because they both dabbled in the same style of art. Not right now, right now they were going to dabble in some foolishness.
“Loser has to upload a video of them failing to instagram---- yes? always trying to get money outta me I see you.” He’s laughing though because she took the bait to mess around.
She’s whining there’s no helping it, both because she’s being scolded and because he’s kind of right. That, she doesn’t quite like, but she’s not going to try to play it cool an shrug out of his jacket even if she does frown with worry once it’s all but settled on her shoulders. “Won’t you get cold though? I mean the manners are on point, huge improvement,” There’s that grin, as if she’s mocking yet again, “But your health before anything else.” Or she won’t feel comfortable no matter how warm she is at the moment. “No yelling, if we’re not both all warm and comfy, I am not that cruel even if Hyunasicle is the best villain name ever made.”
“Hyunasicle is the best but it’s also a little lame isn’t it? I mean I get it I’m all for you finally agreeing to one of my names but this one?” He shakes his head, not because of the disapproval he has for the name, the bottom of some of his best, but because of the cold that’s biting them both. “I always have manners, but I’m not too cold if you wanna know the truth? Knowing my noona’s all warm and stuff makes me warm just fine.” Just the thought of the sentence before it comes out has him stifling a laugh and just to top it off he’s nudging her ever so slightly to edge on her own reaction. “How are the manners now? Better? Don’t worry, I layered pretty well under this jacket, two undershirts and one sweater plus a small jacket I’m good. I’m upset though, no yelling forreal? Why are we out here then?”
Well, he did offer his help, didn’t he? And as embarrassing it was to ask such a favour from a friend—especially a male one—she gravely needed… a sanitary napkin. Truthfully, she wouldn’t be in this situation if only he didn’t insist so much. But ah, there she was, pinching the bridge of her nose with her eyes closed as she conversed with him through the phone, somewhat imagining how he had looked like while purchasing the much needed item.
“Uh– you can just grab whatever kind of ‘sanitary stuff’ there is. I’m not much finicky when it comes to buying some… and I’m not feeling so sick, don’t worry… ” Okay, but she lied about the latter part and its only because she didn’t want to trouble him further. Right now, she could only hope that he would at least buy her the proper item. How thoughtful of him though, perhaps he is to be rewarded later on.
“So I am buying sanitary stuff!” So he says that a little too loud. In fact he yells it and even though all his attention is focused on the small screen in his palm, there’s much more attention surrounding him now. Little giggles and small stares because he hasn’t been recognized. His cheeks are heating up under the flimsy disguise of a scarf and a hat and he’s moving too quick for anyone to take note.
He shouldn’t be that surprised, he has a sister. He’s done this before. There’s just a little more involved when doing it for a female friend rather than family. Then again she was basically family. So here goes Song Mino, ushering himself through people and crowds with the store as his goal. “It’s no problem I’m coming to the rescue! Just---- do you need wings or no wings? Pink? Orange? Yellow?” Cue more laughter. Less embarrassment just a cheeky grin under the scarf.
YOU REPLIED TO EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE and I am now so lost. RIP, Park Sooyoung. But really ... no, I will never touch your face with my hand if that means punching you, because I'm too nice for that. The only good reason for me to touch your face will be for said kisses, but only if you think I'm cute forever. Mkay. I'm not bye-ing you though because who knows if you're not going to disappear for months ... or years ... but that would be too sad, so nevermind.
Ohp. Please don’t die?All I heard was, I’ll never touch your face with my hand and I was like WHOA WHOA WHOA PARK SOOYOUNG YOU GOTTA TAKE ME OUT FIRST. Then I caught a hold of myself. Honestly you’ve yet to punch me and I’m grateful, I get enough beatings back at the dorm, I’m like a Mino punching bag?As long as you don’t hit me? I’ll always think you’re the c-word alright?As for me disappearing---------------------------------- oops.
You can't be out there, telling me you can't wear the minion uniform on international women's day, that's not even possible. ( ' she tsks folding her arms as she shakes her head disapprovingly. ) Well, frankly, you don't need my help for the fashion terrorist part, you pull it off so well by yourself, that my touch might help more than cause any damage.
Now noona, you know I would never do anything to disrespect the laws of a wonderful day like International women’s day. but nowhere in the rules does it say I have to embarrass myself for you when I do it on the daily. Besides, I’m doing two women a favor by not dressin’ up like that, my mom and my sister. I consider this a win-win situation. (’soon he mimics her expression, arms folded but lips turned to a smug grin) And it’s on you, a fashion icon not using her skills to spruce up her hoobae? Sad.
“But did your mother never tell you to never play with food, and just enjoy it as it is? I’m a little disappointed with you thinking I could ever start a food fight – especially since we made a pact about being nice to each other. I’m going to look at the menu now, so give me a moment.” Her tone is serious and doesn’t sound the same as usual, but still, she is joking. The menu in her hands, she lifts it up completely so it can partially hide her face and only let her eyes be shown while she keeps her little act up.
“My mother told me not to play with my food half way? You know? Not half ass it? If I’m going to play with my food I should play with it all the way so yes and no. That means Jooooooooy,” he drags her name out just as he leans over the table and settles himself on his elbows, “if you do intend to start anything I will come at you ten-fold and you will lose.” So maybe he’s bluffing, never would he admit to such but the smile is enough to call off a bluff and label him as silly. He wouldn’t do it, not here, not when he promised to take her out to eat. “See anything you like? That may or may not break my bank?”