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Kibum didn’t know what he was doing here. There was an inexplicable pull in Xander’s direction and he just rolled with it. Questions—questions were too much right now. Wounds were fresh on both sides and he could feel his own heart quivering. Was it anticipation for the unknown or fear for what he’d learned from experience? Regardless, something had his feet moving, his hand opening his car door, and fingers trembling the entire time. He’d handmade candy. Nothing special really, but the fact that he’d thought to make anything at all surprised him. There was a little note tucked into the ornate box he’d put the candy in that read:

An ode to new beginnings, I suppose.

-Kibum.

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(Text) Thank you for the candy. Perhaps we should share it sometime?

#keyesul #re;#submission

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lostxxander

"LIES" (2012) vs "FORGET" (2015) – I have found a way to be happy.

#음악 #lies

every-dayisthelastday

I love her.

#teen idle #음악

The man scrawled the pen along the notepad and a deep sigh fell fro his lips. Reminders: Don’t looks too far into your text messages.

#notes

keyesul

"Oh, I’d imagine it was. I’m not drunk yet, nor am I looking to get into your pants. Some people don’t know when to shut their mouths." Kibum scoffed and his glass tinks against the counter’s top when he set it down. It was empty, save for one of the olives he saved for the end, which he promptly popped into his mouth then. "It’s a vodkatini—I like my drinks strong."

He hadn’t always liked the burn that the slide of vodka left down his throat. It was a sensation he craved now that he was alone, however. A little more pain to reach a new pleasure at the end of the night was something he looked forward to, not something to fear. Who else was going to make his cheeks flush red and his body feel okay again, if not vodka? Certainly not the men that left him gashed and open, vulnerable and needing. Not someone out on that dance floor, either. Vodka was as temporary a fix as they were, but at least it was a loyal one. It came when he called, and call he did.

"Why, are you going to buy me a drink?" He smirked as he teased, a pretty little tilt to his bow shaped lips. "If I’m the one that comes crawling, shouldn't I also be the one to offer drinks?"

lostxxander

He had no plans to get drunk, but a light buzz hanging over his mind was more than welcome. "Yet? You enjoy that? I don't think hangovers are the life for me, as of the moment" A low chuckle rumbled within his chest as his gaze trailed across the bar to where their tender stood. Xander gestured for his services, and while the dark-haired male made his way over, the student glanced back toward his visitor. "I'm more for the playful drinks. I fear I am still not used to the taste or its kick. I never really used to drink."

All he wanted for his weekend was a dull numbing of lingering thoughts, and no worries for the night as his cognition faded with each sip. He could still think, which meant he had not had quite enough yet. A hand reached into his coat, and he brought out the appropriate won to pay for a couple drinks, and a added tip for the man. "A vodkatini and a piña colada if you please." The bartender dipped his head, a smile playing across his lips as he reached for the appropriate ingredients. Xander's shoulder lifted in a lazy shrug as he glanced back toward the stranger "You can pay for the next one, mister."

#keyesul #re;

keyesul

Drink in hand at eye level, Kibum stood beside his table while he looked out at the unified mass of the few bodies in the middle of the room. He was stuck somewhere between wanting to desperately grind up on someone and staying in his corner to wait for someone to approach him because, really, who wanted to look as desperate as they felt at any given moment? Sure, his identity would be effectively blurred out by all the others around him, but it always felt better to have someone come to him; it settled better with him the morning after, that satisfaction of knowing he was desirable enough to be sought after. He tipped his Vodkatini back before taking a step in a definite direction and happened to catch the gaze of a man seated alone at the bar, glass still to his lips. Was it merely interest that had him shedding his usual pride, had him walking over to sit beside the other there? He didn’t know, but he liked the looks of this man—all soft baby face with a look of something more behind his eyes. It was a look that Kibum understood well enough. "Hey," he stated simply. "You looked lonely."

The male blotted out the loud thud of the base playing through the open club. Partying and dancing was not why he was here; he was not ready for such a drastic step yet. Perhaps some company would do him good. Perhaps it would help him move on. It had been four months; he supposed it was time. Fingers played unconsciously with the simple metal band placed atop the marble slab out of habit. Xander had not stopped carrying the thing around yet. He still could not imagine leaving it lying upon his dresser top in the cool of his apartment. As he stared out at the moving bodies, he began to lose his courage. Sure, he continued on with normal life the best he could and he carried on the occasional polite conversation, but this was at the boarder of his comfort zone. A pleasant voice caught his attention as he tipped the last of his mudslide back. At first, he doubted the soft, warm tone was directed at him. He had done little to attract attention all night; perhaps a part of him was hoping there would be no one that noticed him. But as he turned his head, his coffee-dark gaze caught hold of hazel eyes staring into his. There was a flicker of something within the welcoming orbs...something familiar. The man was pleasantly featured with soft contours, a sweet voice, lean form, and dirty blond hair to top it off. Xander's eyes fluttered down over the male in a split second whilst he gestured for the other to join him at the bar. "Well, that is certainly a better line than the one a guy gave me last night." His lips curl back in a faint smile,

"Please, sit. What are you drinking?"

#keyesul #oops #re;

artoftheautomobile

2015 Audi R8 V10 Plus

#distractions

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F is for vodka

U is for vodka

N is for vodka

#distractions

tea-and--cigarettes

Class.

#away

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"Oh okay, you could have asked." he nodded and stepped aside.

lostxxander

:his brow arches and he nods; I believe I just did. Thank you. :he gives a half bow and inches forward toward his locker; Are you a student at the university?