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Just looking at you looking at me looking at you... looking at me. -grins- It's fun.
(/repeats his words inside her head as she tries to comprehend what the fuq he just said) Stop looking at me looking at you looking at me. (/lets out a small laugh and shakes her head once)
-- change;
I'll also still be replying her current paras (if they're even still alive LOL) in this blog until the new tkg comes up.
 her thought blog's address would still be the same, but i'll probably be deleting everything there too.
Oh and even though I'm changing.. I'll still keep this blog.. i've made so much memories in this blog that I can't bare the thought of deleting it forever. ; - ; so yeap, mansae~ â„Â
gonna go read mockingjay now because that book is da fuqqin bomb.Â
Hello there. -smiles-
Hey. (/brightens up upon realizing that she's probably new) Welcome to the castle.Â
Fireworks* {{Seoâ„ffany
-eyes widen as she continues to blink- fireworks? you mean the ones that explode in the sky. -gasps- The Shrieking Shack? Iâm afraid I have never heard of such a place before. but, are you sure that would be okay? what happens if we kill a bird⊠such a sad bird it would be -frowns-
(/chuckles at her apprehension, totally forgetting that she was a ravenclaw and not every is as mischievous and as daring as herself) aww honey, (/swings an arm over her shoulder) I must have said it wrongly.. let me start again, it's not exactly fireworks that would explode in the sky.. though that would actually be pretty.. but, it's just sparks. Hmm.. (/withdraws her hand back and reaches out for her wand sheathed in her highcut shoe) Something like this (/holds out her wand hand steadily, far from her as she produces sparks that changes it's colours every now and then at the end of her wand) See? Nothing harmful at all. (/smiles)
`scribbles || tiffany & seungho
âAh napping I see,â he laughed, pulling his feet back down and grinning. âIâd say Iâd join you but Iâd rather spend the time enjoying the day.â The thing was, when you slept late there was less time to spend while the sun was still late and Seungho didnât want to waste a single moment of it. Although heâd already been out flying he was sure that he would be out at the Quidditch pitch again before nightfall.
Brightening visibly at the mention of the sport, Seungho nodded. âOf course Iâll teach you!â he exclaimed. âA new broom and everything, woww,â he whistled. âJust remember new broom or not, it still takes practice.â He was thoroughly pleased that she seemed to excited to fly again, he missed having other enthusiasts around. âWe could go now,â he offered, standing up and stretching his arms. âUnless of course, you still want to nap.â
"Yes, napping you see." She retorted, mimicking the tone of his voice before letting out a small laugh. Upon hearing his statement her head jerked to the side, her one eye closing in an attempt to block out the rays of the sun as she looked out the window, it really was a good day. Sunny with just the right amount of heat to cool one self down. Of her nature loving personality; Usually, Tiffany would be out at a day like this, but for some reason, she really didn't have the mood to face the outside world today. "And yet you're here with me, sitting in a corner separated from the outside world, totally not enjoying the day" She chuckled.
His sudden outburst of excitement startled her, but she remembered how much of a big fan he is of Quidditch. "I'm sorry, but you can lose to me some other time" She waved him off, though Tiffany hoped he knew she was kidding. There was no way she could beat him in Quidditch. He should know that. "I'm just out of my game today or. . any day really. We can play some other time, though. -- Oh, that reminds me.. are you any good in potions?"
I'm not usally like this. || Eli & Tiffany
Eli was lost somewhere in his mindless thoughts when he heard his name being called. Picking his chin up, he slowly turned his face to see what was probably the first familiar face heâd come across since heâd returned to Hogwarts. âHii,â he replied, his words drawing out long and slow for some reason. âFinally someone I know,â he mumbled. He didnât exactly remember the Hufflepuffâs name but he did know that they had met before.
Fumbling to try and pull the stool beside him out so she could sit, he gave up when he couldnât get a proper grip on it. âI apologize,â he murmured, âbut I donât remember your name. I donât think I do anyways.â Shrugging, he picked up his empty glass and looked at it thoughtfully. âHave you had any of this?â he asked. âItâs better than I thought⊠It makes everything hurt less.â
Her eyebrow immediately quirked upon hearing his reply. And her brain didn't even waver at the immediate thought that he wasn't at anyway near sober. Tiffany remained standing as he spoke, shaking her head reluctantly along with his words. "It's okay, it's . . uh,. . Tiffany - My name's Tiffany, we met in the forest a couple months bac- " She stopped herself upon realizing that there was no use. This guy was drunk. He probably won't remember half of the things she says by tomorrow.Â
She could hear her late father's voice resounding in her head. His deep voice that said that it was not and will never be a good idea to deal with anyone when they're drunk. But he also did say, in spite of being despicable, never to turn anyone down when they're evidently in need of help. And Eli was obviously in need of help. Positioning herself comfortably to the seat opposite of him, she reached for the glass to forcefully remove it from his hands. "Stop drinking. . It's not gonna do you any good"
`living like a dream | Tiffany & Jaejoong.
His hands instinctively found their way to wrap around her waist, pulling her in closer even though is mind was telling him to do the opposite. He hated how he had to constantly remind himself that she had a boyfriend â a good boyfriend, no wait, a great boyfriend that wouldnât break her heart â that wasnât him. His arms slowly fell from her waist to hang by his side when his mind finally registered what he was doing.Â
Slowly but steadily, his fingers laid against her shoulders, pushing her face away from his chest. Moving to cup her face in his hands, he grinned at her, amused at her reaction. The fact that she bought out more emotion in him than anyone else, as well as able to match and mirror it, was one of his favourite things about them. About her.
âI⊠love you. Always have and always will. Okay? But youâve got Yoochun and heâs like a brother to me. I donât want you to break up with him- because God knows how much he likes you, he might even love you.â It hurt to talk admit it aloud, especially after months of wafting around the subject, but it needed to be done âI doubt it but he might love you just as much as I do. I just donât want to be the reason why you guys break up. I donât ever want to come between you twoâ He smirked a little bit to himself, purely because he knew Yoochun didnât share the same sentiments. The amount of times that the two fought over the younger Hufflepuff and the amount of times that Jaejoong had had to restrain his anger was phenomenal, but they were friends, best friends and each time he would take it in stride. Because he knew the feeling of loving her just as well as Yoochun did. âYou make me happier than anyone else, know that at leastâ
Her arms remained wrapped around his waist, steadily, dreading the time when she finally has to let go. The words that fell off his lips twisted her stomach into a knot of unpleasant emotions. Fear, melancholy, and one that overwhelmed her the most, guilt. And when she felt his hands pushing her away, shame was not a strong enough word to describe how she felt. And as she listened, She could feel more tears tickling her eyes and her throat started to close up the way it always does when she gets upset.Â
She wished she could stop him from talking. She never really liked buts, especially when it's coming from him. The words that always came after it were nothing but horrible words that would soon lead to horrible predicaments. Tiffany ran out of words to say. She tried to open her mouth to talk, but all she could produce was a horrible sobbing sound. What he said all didn't make sense but somehow, it did too. If he loves her, then why was he giving up so easily? shouldn't a person be fighting for the one you love?
And then it struck her - he's doing it for Yoochun. The idea of losing Yoochun forever, her best friend, one of the few people she'd entrust all her darkest and deepest secrets to, was so painful she couldn't stand picturing it. But so was the thought of losing Jaejoong, the person who means  much more than anything in this fucked-up world to her. But if breaking up is what he wanted, then there was nothing she could do. Tiffany voluntarily took a step back, looked up at him as she feigned her trademark eye-smile despite her dampened eyes before she gave him an optimistic nod. But anyone could tell that it was all fake. "You're right," The words felt so forced ". . I hope you find a girl one day who'll love you much more than I did" It hurt to say it. So so badly. "I wish you happiness, Jaejoong" Her knees were growing weak so before she complete breaks down in front of him, she gave him a curt bow before turning around and slowly walking towards the exit. Her hand covering her mouth to stifle her sobs.Â
-smiles- so what you doin?
Hmm.. (/shrugs) Nothing really. Just aimlessly wandering around like always. (/smiles) and you?
I know I just saw you yesterday, but I missed you. :)
(/chuckles) I missed you too..Â
`living like a dream | Tiffany & Jaejoong.
Upon hearing the confirmation that he does make her happy, Jaejoong realised that he didnât want to hear anymore. He thought he was ready, ready to face her, face them but evidently he had been lying to himself just as much as he had been lying to everyone else. He forced his feet forward, taking two steps before he caught the end of her sentence, freezing him to his place. Everything he was feeling prior to that moment drained from his being as the textbook hung limp in his hand, eventually falling â not that it was on his list of priorities anyway.Â
It was exactly what he wanted to hear and yet he found himself speechless.
He loved Tiffany more than heâll ever let on and that pure fact scared him to his wits. But he was also a gentleman (a selfish one, but a gentleman all the same) and he darenât come between his friend and girlfriend. Even if said friend didnât share the same ethics. He turned slowly in his position, staring at her back as if he was waiting for her to disappear and that this was another dream â no, another nightmare â that plagued his sleep during their first few weeks apart.
âItâs funny, when I left I thought I had found a reason that was enough to convince me that weâre better off apart than together.â A wry chuckle played along his lips as he stepped back towards her, standing by the table. He bent down, completely forgetting the book that laid open just a few feet away from him, taking her hand in both of his âBut you know what? The only thing that it convinced me was that there is no one, and I mean absolutely no one on this planet that will ever mean more to me than you doâ
He felt corny and he felt stupid, but what more was he to do? He was a stupid idiot in love. He was slightly embarrassed that he was spilling out his soul to her like this but at the same time he was just happy to get it all out. As his eyes searched hers for any form of an answer, he chuckled rather pathetically. What was he doing? He shouldnât be doing this! She has a boyfriend. The thought rang through his mind as he hastily released her hand from his, stepping back âI- I gotta go TiffanyâÂ
When he took her hands to his and gave her a smiled that seemed so genuine with just a right touch of shyness, that familiar warmth she felt at the very beggining of their relationship rushed through her. A gentle smile slowly surfaced on her face upon hearing those words. The words she thought she'd never hear but in her dreams. She thought it was sweet and at the same time corny, but really, when have these two never been corny and cheesy?
There's way too much cheese in their relationship, it should be illegal -- Not that she was complaining though. She liked it better that way. She loved every minute spent with him.She's genuinely happy. A happiness she reckoned she could never, ever find anywhere else but in the arms of this man named Kim Jaejoong.
The drastic change in the atmosphere between the two astonished her, but it wasn't soon before she realized why. She wasn't the type to cheat but the emotions she was currently feeling inside were overwhelming. And without even realizing, her feet moved a step closer to him as both of her hands wrap themselves on his body. "Please..don't leave..again" She uttered, her words coming out mumbled as she buried her head in his chest "I thought it didn't matter whether you were where I am or not, I thought I would be able to move on either way after some time.. But then I realized, now, that the only thing that matters is that you make me happier than I ever thought I could be"Â
"Please.. don't leave"Â
`scribbles || tiffany & seungho
Seungho laughed in reply, sliding easily into the seat beside his classmate. âIf you know, then why do you have your head buried in a book?â he teased lightly. âYouâll have plenty of time to get to that. He shook his head, reaching over to push the book away playfully. âEnjoy the time while we have it. Thereâs NEWTS and all coming for us later on.â He shook his head at the thought, he was not looking forward to that set of tests by any means.
âAnd no, not official practice yet. But I already took a fly around this morning,â he explained, lazily tilting the chair back and putting his feet up. It was rather cozy in the library and there were no teachers or prefects in view to yell at him anyways. It wasnât that he didnât have respect for the spaces on campus, it was more that he thoughtlessly pushed the boundaries until told he couldnât do something.
"Oh so that technique does work" Tiffany grinned widely as she clapped her hands  once and before he could even ask what she was talking about, she carried on explaining "See, that's the thing. I wasn't really reading the book. Oh hell no. that's gonna take a lot of determination coming from a person like myself" She let out a small chuckle, "You see, I may look like I am, but I was actually taking a nap. Why do you think I sat somewhere rather secluded?"Â
Her lips curled down into a slight frown upon hearing that he got the chance to fly that morning. She hasn't flown in  months and she always gets way too lethargic at the thought of waking up to soar the skies in the morning. "Someone gave me a new broom, a much more faster and presentable one" She said, her grin all teeth. "Let's fly one of these days again. Teach me Quidditch. It's my last year, I really think I should do something else than contribute havoc to this place"Â
`living like a dream | Tiffany & Jaejoong.
From another perspective, Jaejoong mightâve laughed. Mightâve laughed at whoever told him that one day heâd be sitting opposite the only girl thatâs ever had his heart, watching her tell him words that heâd never want, or need, to hear. Mightâve laughed at the fact that none of this wouldâve happened, none of it wouldâve played out if he had just accepted the fact that there was nothing better for him than her. But this wasnât another perspective and he was sitting in the seat, at a complete loss for words as he tries to over come the shock that had washed over him.
âI- I-â What was he supposed to say to that? Used to think of you as someone who would never, ever hurt me. The words hurt more than he realised but it didnât sting for long, the familiar feeling of numbness making it forgotten at the back of his chest. âIâm sorryâ he said plainly, letting every emotion drain from his tone as he looked up at her sadly. âFor.. everything. For leaving you. For not owling you. For coming back. All of it. I thought that maybe if I put a few thousand miles between us weâd be able to move onâ He laughed dryly to himself, a forced chuckle that burnt his throat âWell at least one of us was lucky enoughâ He muttered, looking away whilst pushing his chair back and standing up.Â
Standing opposite her, he collected the book in his hand before stepping to the side. He gave her one last smile, remembering that he hadnât gotten an answer from her. Not that he needed one, he could already tell that it would be best if he just⊠wasnât around. âI truly hope youâre happy with Yoochun. Heâs a great guy and I know heâll make you twice as happy that I couldâveâ
Upon hearing his apology, her tightly clenched fist softened. In all honesty, an apology isn't what she was waiting to hear from him. Tiffany wasn't angry because he left, just like she said, she understood why, She was angry because of the fact that he didn't even bother to send her even one message. And like an idiot, she still kept waiting and waiting. The reason sounded pretty selfish really but what can she do? She loved -- she loves him.Â
'At least one of us is lucky enough' So he knows. Since when? Was he constantly acquiring news updates about her while she consistently hoped and prayed that at least one person would suddenly show up to tell her that he's still alive?. For some reason, that thought triggered a little spark of anger in her. She wanted to ask him how he knew, but managed to stop her mouth from opening upon realising that it wouldn't make a difference. What's done is done.Â
She stood up from her seat just as he did and looked up at him with determined eyes. "He does make me happy.  Yoochun was the one who helped me through practically everything when you were gone" She said blatantly, though she withered once again as she took in a huge breath. "But.." She managed to utter, " I tried so hard to force myself in to believing that we were apart for good reason. . because my friends and a part of me were telling me that you probably feel the same way too. . but the more time I spend with Yoochun, the more I realized that there was no good enough reason to.." She paused to breathe, unsure if continuing her sentence was a good idea.
 But it was now or never.
"It made me realize there was no good enough reason to stop me from loving you"Â