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Joshua Hong. 19. Scientific Engineer.  Weapons Modifier/ Inventor.

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▼ KISSING THEM➶ SLAPPING THEM

All Joshua heard was whispers and laughter as they thought of a dare for Eunsoo. Once they stopped and looked over at her, they pointed at him. “We dare you to kiss Joshua for three seconds.” He looked over at the girl, eyes widened, lips pressed together. Maybe he shouldn’t have came. There was word at school of them being together when he was attending with her. He looked over at an imaginary camera as if he was in some kind of sitcom and he was breaking the fourth wall.

He felt the girl’s hand on his chin, pulling him over to look at her. She kissed his lips, their lips pressed for the couple of seconds she was dared to. A couple of seconds after she pulled away, she slapped his cheek hard and he kept his eyes on her, slowly raising a brow.  “… N-Nice lips?” Was all he could say after the last couple of events.

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                                                       19 years old. IQ of 149.               Have you ever thought of an assault rifle which bullets are made with thermite?                                             I can make that. They call me Impact.                                                              — oc muse. —

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( ! )Face change. Seventeen’s Mingyu > Seventeen’s Joshua. + Ignore all the Mingyu still present in the blog. It’s all your imagination... It’s actually Joshua.

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▼ kissing them

♢ stabbing them

♞ shooting them

✖ punching them

➶ slapping them

☠ poisoning them

☎ hugging them

☂ picking them up

✗ bringing them alcohol

✣ bringing them food

☯ coming home late

♀ proposing marriage

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ceounni:

                    —[ ✂ ] 

        “Oppa save me! I cannot do this by myself I think I’m going crazy… I swear I will kill everyone and everything and I hate this fucking world I wanna quit I cannot do this anymooore —- ”  Perhaps, well, most likely, she exaggerated her whinning however, for a youngster like Eunsoo who had never put any efforts into her studies an arduous task to perform. Supposedly, teaching her was just as difficult.

       "Please come asap or I’ll fucking kill myself!“

      The girl’s whines made him blink as he held the phone to his ear. His hand automatically reaching over for his chopsticks and rolled the pasta onto them, slowly taking a huge bite. He chewed as he kept hearing her voice in his ear. The girl on the other lines was considered unlikeable to other people, but to him, she was pretty great. He smiled after swallowing down his food, the voice tone was really cute on her.

      Mingyu looked around his office and then down at the food. He let out a small chuckle. “Does it really have to be as soon as possible? Because I’m eating right now. Hm, do you mind if I bring my food along?” He gets licks his lips, taking off his blacksmith apron and stretched out his limbs.

      “Want me to bring you something, too?” He said while grabbing his wallet, shoving it into his pocket after. He grabbed a bag and placed his food inside, then headed out of the basement.

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"D-Did you hear that?"

Grocery shopping wasn’t his thing, really. But, the fridge wasn’t going to fill itself up. He had two cans in his hands, thinking about which kind of tuna he wanted. He raised a brow as he read the different variations of tuna. Was he even gonna eat tuna?

Then a sudden noise came from an older man, maybe in his late fifties. It was just, the type of noise. It wasn’t just any noise; it was the noise that came from the person’s anus. He slowly, but surely raised a tightened fist up to his mouth, his face getting red as he tried to hold back his laughter. The man left the store completely, must have been embarrassed. He kept his cool, but it wasn’t until the girl who was near him asked him if he’d heard it too that he let it go.

He burst out into a fit of laughter that lasted a few seconds, then looked over at you, catching his breath.

“Ah, sorry! I did.. I definitely.... definitely heard it.”

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vern98:

                     —[ ✂ ] vernon kicks off and speeds up before skating in circles around his friend. without proceeding to the ramps, he stops and kicks his board up to catch it with one hand. “your turn. try it.”

For a working man as himself, getting fresh air every once in a while was soothing. He worked in a basement for gods sake, every two weeks he has to exterminate the place. Cleaning? He hates to do it but he does it twice a week just to not blame himself for any infestation. He did have a funny way of cleaning; the floors and tables cleaned but still was still lying around. He hugged his legs as he sat on the skatepark’s concrete floor. He watched other skaters from the distance, filtered by the darkish tint of his sunglasses.

The sound of the skateboard hitting the ground made him look over at the other with a raised eyebrow and he got up on his feet, dusting off his backside while he listened to the other, which made the cold expression he had from being deep in thought change into a bright one as he laughed to the other’s statement.

“Aw, I thought we had something!” He says in his usual loud tone while he fakes a sob, then finishes his little laughing fit. The other had a harsh attitude, but he hadn’t done anything to try and kill him, so he’s alright in his book. Plus, Mingyu knew that the attitude was a shell to hide his true self. He was smart enough to catch that.

As the other skated circles around him, he picked up his temporary skateboard while licking his lips, then threw his head back as he sighed. “Of course I know what I should do. I just need pointers on how to stay balanced, Ver...” 

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ceounni:

                      —[ ✂ ]

         Trembling fingers picking the cell phone, it took her a rather long moment to gather courage and dial her priodigy friend’s phone number. Just how little did she love herself that moment. “Hello? Oppa– hi! Yeah, can you like, help me with somethi– oh god, I can’t believe I’m actually asking this… fuck.” 

      First meal of the day. 

      He looks over at the clock to see it’s the afternoon already and he just has to sigh at his poor life decisions. If he was to keep this up, he’d have a shorter lifespan than he’d believe. As he picks up some fettuccine with his chopsticks. He was the kind to eat anything with a pair of them. As he chews on his fettuccine, his body (especially his stomach) thanks him. He closed his eyes in delight, only for the moment to be interrupted.

                                                                                  Buzz buzz.. . .

      A fly, sneakily trying to get closer to his food. Mingyu narrows his eyes at it, as if a fight scene was about to start, he swear he could hear some kind of Mortal Kombat music coming out from god knows where. Who did this fly think he was? This was his food. This was his domain! He grabbed his handy fly swatter and they battled it; Human v. Fly. But the deathmatch got interrupted by his phone ringing. He looked at it for a few seconds while he was balancing himself on one foot for a few seconds, him and the fly frozen on their tracks. He relaxes himself, forgetting the wretched bug for a second and picked up the phone, throwing himself back onto his seat. He heard a familiar voice, making him smile.

      “It’s nice hearing from you, Eunsoo-ah! You were really missed!” He said with a bright smile, seeing the fly once again try to claim the male’s food. He frown and swatted at it quickly, killing it.

      “FINALLY. WHO’S THE BOSS NOW?!” He shouted at it while it buzzed for the last time, getting off his seat as if he was the man of the hour. Then, remembered he was on the phone, so he returns back to his soft bubbly voice once more---

      “I’d love to help you! Wanna meet up?”

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                                                       19 years old. IQ of 149.               Have you ever thought of an assault rifle which bullets are made with thermite?                                             I can make that. They call me Impact.                                                              — oc muse. —

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