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[ @proism· ]
❛ move your hand one inch closer, and you’ll be pulling back a stump. ❜ Nuri said with a straight and emotionless face as he pulled his snacks closer to himself.
bumping a closed fist against the other’s upper arm, he lets out a snort. “oh and YOU’RE going to do that to me?” he speaks in a snarky tone soon replaced by playfulness. “what else are you gonna do to me?” a joke, it’s obviously a joke.
juhee ( @jyubz ) happens to be good at math!
not many things triggers an emotional response from luke hemmings, especially not a visible one or one that makes him feel this miserable. but really though, if you know him you know he’s not the best at showing feelings at all, you’ll think that you know him then he’ll surprise you with a new side of himself. and this time he’s in real trouble. “are you sure there’s no way i’ll make it work?” papers. papers everywhere. bills and numbers cluttered down over every single corner of every single paper. it’s been a month since he was left alone with six dogs. and it’s been a month since he realized he can’t handle it. he doesn’t have the money, he doesn’t have the energy. “what if i pick up another job i- i really can’t imagine getting rid of any of them...”
sojin ( @sojiero ) got hit by an idiot!
back in australia luke has a family member that constantly ( and we mean constantly ) ask if he meets a lot of kpop idols. as disappointing as it is for her whenever luke has to say no, it’s not like he can complain. to be honest, he’d rather not get involved in any of that. idols live in a world beyond him and he doesn’t even care to try and get there. it’s been exactly 5 minutes and 42 seconds since he left his apartment building when he so conveniently runs right into someone, knocks them both over and ends up scraping up his left palm. blood. he doesn’t hate it nor is he scared of it but it’s there and it’s making him uncomfortable. however he doesn’t have much time thinking about what makes him feel uneasy when he clearly ( and why does it take so long for him to react ) hurt someone else too. “oh shit i’m so sorry! i’m a clumsy fuck right in the morning are you alright?”
she was never the type to start venting out her frustrations to someone as soon as they met– but for whatever peculiar reason, it was different with luke. perhaps it was because their conversation would be non-existent otherwise, but there she went, on and on about a certain guest at the art museum that she works at that pretty much made her day ten times more interesting than it would’ve been. with eyes twinkling, she clasps her hands together and continues with her story, “the guy brought a bouquet over! he decided to give me a bouquet of flowers and then went down on his knees to ask me out.” she pauses momentarily, as if trying to phrase her continuing statement… in the best way possible, even though she knew she was going to end up a laughing stock. “i freaked out and told him i preferred girls…. not that i do, but– i was panicking! he was about to pull a diamond ring and ask for my hand in marriage next if i hadn’t done that!”
he knew where she worked, he had actually been there before and he had liked it. maybe because everything within those walls had been so quiet. its an unwritten rule ( or actually, it’s written on a big sign right as you enter the museum ) to be quiet and not disturb others that is trying to enjoy the art. art can be many things, luke finds art in people. art is found in rae whenever she says anything that gives him another hint to how she works. it truly is a jigsaw puzzle trying to figure someone else out. “he did what!?” he’s almost taken aback by the shock, of course things like these would happen to her, her life seeemed so eventful. and then he immediately feels playful again, one hand over his chest as he leans back and lets out a sigh. “and here i am thinking i’m the only one that had the privilege of getting down on m’knees for you?” but with his words comes a short laugher and he nudges her arm with his elbow. “easy to say he overdid it just a little, huh? still though, he sounds like he was taken right out of a disney movie.”
rae ( @raeire ) is a ray of sunshine!
as always of course the sun seems to shine just a little bit brighter when he has amazing company like this. may it be because rae has a way of making everything seem calm and relaxing but whatever it is - luke enjoys it. enjoys her presence which is weird considering how he usually likes to be alone. when given the chance to he’d always make an excuse to not have to see others. and no don’t get him wrong he doesn’t necessarily hate the people around him its just exhausting having to smile for hours just beacuse you’re having company. and what happens when you don’t smile? people take it the WRONG way and assume you’re upset, annoyed or perhaps even angry. but no, nothing amongst other triggers those kind of feelings ( can he even feel them? ) it’s not that he’s upset or annoyed or angry. he’s just plain fucking bored. "aha and what happened next? tell me, i wanna know.”
"Is it necessary to kick the vending machine that hard?"
probably not. but when then vending machine already ate two of your twenties without giving shit back then clearly one will get pissed off. however today he’s interrupted in his violent attempt to get the chocolate bar and he’s obviously not so happy about it. “jesus christ this fucking machine never works. have you ever spent your last fourty bucks tryna get something to eat before you starve ONLY for this shit to eat your money? honestly.”
it really wasn’t planned that they’d get this many dogs- they hadn’t planned to get any dogs, really. calum however, as the dog lover he was, had jumped on the opportunity as soon as it presented itself and what started as one innocent little puppy soon turned into five. it’s not like he could help it, dogs would speak to him whenever he walked past and if anything it was a miracle he only had five. not that his broke ass could handle another one, he was struggling enough as it was. he really needed to get another job. now.
but looking at the scene in front of him, luke snuggled up on the couch with the puppies- how could he complain? he has the same silly grin on his lips that he’s had every day since meeting luke getting their first puppy, squatting down to pick said puppy up along with one of the babies of the family. he goes over and falls down onto the empty seat next to his friend, and it immediately feels like home. it’s easy to relax against his bigger frame (he’s not jealous) and just close his eyes, letting the worries of the day get pushed back to some corner of his mind. it’s always easy with luke; comfortable.he hums lazily, the stupid grin still on his lips when he speaks. “you tired or what? gotta work on that leg game, hemmo.”
he shifts a little bit and adjusts to the new position. is it really new though?, lately it’s been his everyday position. always on the couch with cal ( and the puppies because really without the puppies they’d have no reason to be like this or? ) just laying around like stupid idiots doing nothing but talking. and touching. but what the hell it’s been a good couple of weeks now with the dogs and everything and even though he knows that calum might be more concerned about money than him he can’t be bothered to stress over it. not like this.
he turns his head to the side and peers down at his friend. “hey now! easy for you to say since you were jus’ sitting there with balthazar and dipsy while i chased the other three. do you know how damn fast sven is?” he scoffs but playfully of course, reaching out to grab one puppy and hide him under his shirt. lately it’s been his favorite thing to do. the puppies really had been beneficial for him.more time outside, not so lonely, a good excuse to see calum more often ( more like a good excuse to see calum happy instead of drunk ) since the beginning of their friendship had been at several parties with mutual friends -- it was nice seeing him like this too. curled up against luke withe the puppies, could it get much better? maybe with a beer or two or a camera to capture the moment. he growls and bites down his lip, trying to pet the dog through his shirt and letting out a short chuckle before once again turning to his friend. “remember when you chased scooby for like twenty minutes and then passed out on the couch? sophie crawled up next to you and i took a few pictures. it was cute.”
+ @cvhood
“one, two, three, four and...five!” he’s like a damn child when he proudly counts all the dogs like that. turning to his friend he flashes a cheeky grin before leaning down to pick up three of the dogs and hold them in his arms. if anything, luke has a weak spot for his puppies- his shared puppies ( which calum won’t ever let him forget ) and ever since he got them he’s been in a better mood. along with the puppies came a constantly uplifting feeling so of course he’s got nothing to complain about.
but a good mood isn’t all that along with the five puppies. along came calum and it’s not like he could complain, calum is good for many things like walking the dogs, feeding the dogs, bathing the dogs- no just kidding! of course luke has already latched onto calum too. come on, a best friend that decides to get five dogs with ya? there’s no better way of living. so clearly it’s obvious why he’s still grinning when he throws himself down on the couch, watching one puppy slip out of his arms to walk over the soft cushions. “grab scooby and sophie and come sit? we’ve been out running all day.”
TAGGED BY: @mondest
BOLD ANY FEARS WHICH APPLY TO YOUR MUSE. ITALICIZE WHAT MAKES THEM UNCOMFORTABLE. THE DARK. FIRE. OPEN WATER. DEEP WATER. BEING ALONE. CROWDED SPACES. CONFINED SPACES. CHANGE. FAILURE. WAR. LOSS OF CONTROL. POWERLESSNESS. PRISON. BLOOD. DROWNING. SUFFOCATION. PUBLIC SPEAKING. NATURAL ANIMALS. THE SUPERNATURAL. HEIGHTS. DEATH. DYING. INTIMACY. REJECTION. ABANDONMENT. LOSS. THE UNKNOWN. THE FUTURE. NOT BEING GOOD ENOUGH. SCARY STORIES. SPEAKING TO NEW PEOPLE. POVERTY. LOUD NOISES. BEING TOUCHED.
TAGGING: ( @wsxan @sorasimply @strctvre ) and anyone else that wants to do it!
