i'll be your king

wang jackson, 23          ♚ hk bred, athlete, trainee sng    dnc     rpn    chr     cre     dbt

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♚ its coffee time

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rktaeyxng:

taeyong recounts a memory he has, a memory in which involves taeyong himself standing behind a barista’s countertop – a memory that doesn’t exist in this realm. it wasn’t reality, per se, but rather a figment of his imagination, a big dream, actually. he could only dream to make art like that – and it’s not like he can’t make art, it’s just this specific art that alludes him for some reason.

would he have any sort of use for it in the future? that he doesn’t know, but what he does know is that anyone can pour foam on top of a latte, but it takes just that extra needed, perfect flick of the wrist to make a shape out of it.

something that taeyong apparently lacks – despite being able to play piano.

but it’s beside the point.

“um, wouldn’t you get in trouble for using your phone at work? is barista-ing strict on those kinda things or?” he says, taking a sip out of his coffee as if to punctuate his question.

every day it surprised him that he found enjoyment in making coffee, he had always been quite the energetic person but when he had been living in hong kong, for the last almost three years, his mother had started to get depressed because of her illness and so jackson had at first taken up the hobby, to please her and entertain her.

before he knew it, he enjoyed it himself-- no matter how stressed he was, making a beautiful cup of coffee had started to have a healing effect on him.

“oh?” get in trouble for using his phone, “ah, no i won’t-- i help run the coffee shops instagram account and we post pictures there, so this is going up there.” as well as on my personal one later, “worrying about me though, that is kind of you.”

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` BOY TOY

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rkdefsoul:

a starter for @rkwjson !

since the return to seoul, he finds himself leading a string of self destructive behaviors. it takes mere seconds before they turn into regrets; memories to only to further deteriorate any sense of innocence he’d once had, leaving the inside of his mouth coated with cynicism. years span further and they blanket his childhood with a state of depression and self inflicted pain. he lets himself be used and plays tug of war with other’s misfortunes; who is more damaged? which hates themselves more? 

it’s when he least expects it, a friendly face provides some comfort in a time of devastation. 

jaebum is sure that there is no other person on this earth quite like jackson wang, and it’s that reason he feels that he’s gravitated toward the other. he admits in the beginning it was just an experiment to find out just how far his sexual attraction to other guys went but in the end something demanded to flower – romantic feelings that he’ll deny until the day he dies. 

“jackson, i’m hungry,” jaebum whines. his hands hold jackson’s wrist and then move to spread the other’s fingers. he looks up at jackson and pouts. for he’s nothing but a baby faced teenager, which nonage intact. “we should order something.”

[ jackson age 18 ]

if anything was to be said about jackson was that he was someone who did whatever he wanted but kept within respectable boundaries, for that his teachers loved him-- he was a good student in high school, even if no one believed that to be true. helpful, kind-- jackson wang could be categorized as being a good person, he was carefree and had a big heart, maybe too big some might say, today was a good day because he got to see him again.

how and why they had become close had become a mystery to jackson but it didn’t matter to him now, he had found himself showering the younger male with affection whenever he seemed to need it. after all jackson was a good person right? at some point however they had kissed, jackson had always categorized himself as a straight male, however that didn’t seem to be the case, not after he met jaebum.

he found himself willing to explore and to his surprise, he didn’t dislike it-- a part of jackson liked how much jaebum needed him sometimes, it was endearing.

“are you?” he glances over at the younger male with adoration almost dripping from his eyes, “let’s order something then? what do you want to order jaebum ah?” there was warmth in his smile as the corners of his lips curved, his hand gripping around the younger’s tightly, as he was fighting the urge plant a kiss on jaebum’s forehead.

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hitting hard.

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rktaeyang:

There is something special about hitting the gym with friends. It’s nice to sometimes work out in solitude and simply zone out by yourself, but it usually miss the extra push that only a friend can provide. Now Taeyang hasn’t known Jackson for the longest time still the two of them just seem to click incredibly well together, and somehow he feel strangely comfortable with the elder. And that’s why Taeyang keeps looking a little bit more forward to his gym sessions lately. 

The two of them spot each other well when needed, they push one another to make sure there is indeed progress, and neither leave the option to quit. They have already gone hard for fourtyfive minutes and are trying to both increase and experiment, just for the heck of it and because the mood hit them. “What you gonna to do next?” There are no formalities in Taeyang’s speech and he himself don’t know where he find the courage, and audacity, to speak so naturally. 

from the moment he was back in korea he had been actively looking for a palce to work out, keep his body up and in check-- even though he wasn’t an athlete anymore-- that wasn’t a reason for him to not work out. there had been many places and honestly it had taken him longer than he had expected but he had finally found a place, with someone that he liked working out at. taeyang was a personal trainer at this gym, so at first jackson had just asked for advice on how to work out different muscles. after a couple of times there though, jackson and taeyang were comfortable enough with each other that they started working out together.

jackson had never really cared if someone younger talked to him formally or not, him though talked formally and politely to everyone-- he didn’t really care for himself. “next?” jackson took a quick glance around the room, pondering for a moment what he wanted work out next, “arms i guess-- because i was a fencer my left arm doesn’t look  the same as my right, so i wanna do something about that.”

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♚ knock, knock

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rksxngji:

After two strenuous hours of dance practice and a refreshing shower, she finally sat down in her favourite wheel chair and leaned back into the soft cushion with closed eyes. A relieved sigh falling from her lips she enjoyed a moment of rest before remembering that she still had a text conversation to get back to. By now a couple more had gathered. She was quick to reply to most of them, hurrying through as fast as she could before jackson’s texts popped up on her screen.

A delighted squeal left her lips upon reading that she’d indeed get free snacks, the chair bouncing as she wiggled in her seat excitedly. 

[/text - jackson♦] → YOU’RE THE BEST ♥ Did I already tell you how much I missed you~~~ ♥ → I should be there in about 2 hours? got composing time now :3 → I want a nice hazelnut latte with lactose free milk and a salmon bagel?  → is that doable? ; u ; 

Not wanting to ask for too much she sent off the text with a mixed feeling but decided that wasting time to wait for an answer wouldn’t do her any good. So she set her phone down and turned the computer on, excited still every day that she got to compose like this as part of her training. Headphones covering her ears Jieun pulled her legs up to her chest and got comfortable. 

Time to be creative.

jackson felt his phone vibrate and he figured it was from no other but jieun so he snuck off to the bathroom to reply to her, he brought the phone out of his apron and grinned to himself-- he hadn’t changed much since coming back from hong kong but he had gotten more mature... or he liked to believe that at least-- though around someone like jinyoung and probably jieun his sillier side probably would end up coming out not that he really minded or cared about that, to him it was refreshing if anything.

sms » song jieun  > no you havent told me !!  > tell me when you come by ye? :D  > i’ll have it ready for you, my shift ends in like twoish hours too i think so!!  > of course its doable who do you think you are talking too!  > see you in two hours yea?! 

jackson went back to work after sending that message, tending to customers and everything that his job entailed-- he was big on customer service and from the comments he had gotten back, they seemed to enjoy his antics as well and the personal touch he normally would give their coffees. for a moment he wondered how he should 

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rkxminhee:

“poop poop poop”

the female mumbled to herself as she could hear someone coming into the room after the loud noise. way to go minhee so smooth she grumbled to herself as took in a deep breath grabbing the pillow from the bed to use it as a weapon if need be. who knows what the owner was like she had to play it safe even though she probably wasn’t really thinking straight due to the throbbing head.

a young man enter the room just wearing a towel, acting like he already knew minhee well and asking about the sleeping. “w-what?! yah yah who are you? what am I doing there? why aren’t dressed properly…” she paused for a second as she looked down at her own lack of attire, her eyes widen in more confusing and freaking out at the possibilities what happened in her mind. she gulped down shaking her head of those thoughts frowning her brows together watching the man grab some items from the closet which crossed out the third question.

“never mind the second one— where are my clothes?! how did  I get here?!”

seriously, what happened last night. she wishes she could remember more maybe the coffee would help and try be more civil because this was not home also the shouting was not doing her head any help either. she let out huff then sits on the corner of the bed eyeing the stranger.

“coffee would be nice….and can I borrow some your clothes /just/ until mine is found.”  

jackson listened to her as she was flailing and stumbling over her words-- he himself didn’t really know where her clothes were but... he noticed pieces of clothes that were lying around in his room, something he wouldn’t do himself-- so he figured they were hers, “we...ll” he started and hummed at her, pointing towards the floor, “your clothes are on the floor--” he wondered if he should stop the act now but that wouldn’t be too much fun he figured, “and you really have to ask me what happened?” he grabbed a shirt for himself out of the closet and took out another one and tossed it towards her, “that hurts my feelings a little.

with a slow nod of his slipped into his shirt and turned to her, “i will go get the coffee ready--” he walked towards the door, “you come out when you are ready alright?” he gave her quick smile as he opened the door and headed towards the kitchen. once safely outside he couldn’t help but laugh, she was flustered and worried he could tell-- though he would tell her when she came out for the coffee, the truth-- he had really just somehow ended up with her after he had been out last night.

she was dead drunk and he didn’t feel like he could leave her on her own, that could end with something bad happening to her and he didn’t want to have that guilt on himself.

once into the kitchen he set up his pot, took off the towel and unwrapped the pants again. he put on melon’s top 100 list-- even though he wasn’t sure he would like any of it, there was going to be something he liked right? while listening to the music he quietly made the coffee, humming to himself as some catchy music came up.

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♚ a spilled drink

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sujirk:

honestly she wasn’t upset at all over this. it was just funny how the series of events had turned. why did it seem like they were always spilling things on each other each time they met? she was thinking to herself that they really should not have any liquids near them the next time they ever meet, though of course, today’s meeting was unexpected so it couldn’t be helped.

“new clothes?” she smiled brightly. she didn’t think he needed to buy her new clothes, but well, she wasn’t going to turn down an invitation to shop. “how about you just accompany me? you don’t even have to buy them for me. i think the shopping part will be torturous punishment enough for you, hm?” or maybe she was wrong. she actually had no idea if he enjoyed shopping or not.

she took the towel from him, awkwardly dabbing at her clothes before draping it over herself. while the clothes did look like a mess, she probably smelled weirder. at least to strangers. suddenly, his voice sounded again and she looked up, nodding her head. “yeah, let me just put this away,” she noted as she quickly shoved things into her backpack.

“ready!”

jackson smiled at the female as he walked towards her, his jacket resting on his upper arm. giving her a quick thumbs up before turning to the people he had been working with, saying his good byes and good luck becuse he knew it woudl be a busy afternoon as well. jackson turned to suji and excited the cafe, leading her through the crowd.

“yes new clothes, honestly me spilling on you...” he was reminded of their first meeting in a club, where their positions had been opposite-- she had spilled her drink over him and now for whatever reason he was the one that had spilled on her, “eyy-- don’t worry about it, i can get you something so you dont have to walk around with a coffee stain all day, that is fore torturous i think.” jackson wasn’t big of a shopper but he didn’t mind it all that much either, probably because he had to tag along with his mother back in hong kong.

“it has been a while though,” he mused at her, turning her head left and right-- making sure that neither of them would be buried in the crowd, “what have you been up to hm?”

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♚ did ya miss me?

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rkjunixr:

jinyoung had grown used to having the apartment all to himself but it always felt empty. it was missing jackson’s joyful presence. his friend could fill in a room with laughter in a way no one else did. in fact, he was probably the one person capable of making him laugh so easily. despite jinyoung acting like he was constantly annoyed with him, he cherished the older a lot. he was like a brother to him. he couldn’t really imagine living with another roommate, which was part of the reason why he never rented the third room in his absence.

“i know, i know, i’m a rare species,” the student bragged. at the mention of coffee, his eyes lighted up with excitement. he knew all about jackson’s latest hobby and approved of it one hundred percent. the thought of drinking freshly brewed coffee each morning was like a dream come true. “dude…” his face scrunched up in disgust when he was called ‘my love’. his roommate was already cheesy in texts and jinyoung forgot just how worse it was in person. soon after, however, he laughed and hit jackson playfully. “you just got here, it’s impolite to flirt.” he scolded him with a grin. “ at the other’s question, he simply started taking out the snacks out of the bags so jackson could see for himself. the smell was inviting, he practically emptied his bank account to buy all this but it was payday soon. "dumplings, fish cakes, tteokbokki, kimbap, fried chicken… couple of other stuff too. i really shouldn’t shop when i’m starving…” he signed at the thought of how much money he spent.

it somehow warmed him inside that jinyoung hadn’t rented out the place weven though he could have. it wasn’t like it cost him more to live her alone anyways because it was technically jackson’s apartment and he had kept paying his part of the rent, even though there wasn’t any certainty that he would ever get the chance to come back to korea-- it was honestly just to keep his hope up and it paid off, now he was here again. “extremely rare to be quite honest with you,” he grinned over at jinyoung and made the extremely popular heart shape thing with his index and thumb, “but that is why we are such good friends right?”

jackson looked at him, pretending to be shocked-- “what is this? it’s never too early to flirt, never nono!” he couldnt help but laugh as he looked into the bags jinyoung had brought home and his eyes went wide when the other listed all of the snacks, “wowow hold up--” he glanced over at his friend for a moment, “you really shouldn’t, maybe i should have bought things-- if you continue like this you will be outta shape... actor park,” he grinned as he  teased him but not really, jackson really thought that jinyoung would make it big one day.. one way or another. quietly he started taking things out of the bags and putting them on the kitchen counter, “so what have you been up to lately? any fun projects coming along?”

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yutark:

( ‘ show off. yuta’s nose couldn’t help but crinkle his nose hearing the other list of more languages that he could speak. but at least he could speak the ones he knew well, and could read hangul. his eyes darting to their corners as he shifted his weight. ) “i’m fluent in english and korean, pretty much. and my mandarin is.. decent.” ( ‘ it was the length of time that brightened up yuta’s expression. ) “i’ve been only living here three years. i ran away from home when i was eighteen.” ( ‘ he was far too proud of this, biting the inside of his smile and licking away his happiness at this. ) “but i was into korean music back in high school and picked up some then.” ( ‘ he admits, shrugging his shoulders; they were details. ) “huh?” ( ‘ he was surprised the other had agreed with him. eyes widened and lashes fluttering until he sinks in, catches up. a glint and a smile. ) “i can definitely do that for you. you’ll be reading hangul like a native in no time.” ( ‘ one hand stretched out, patting the other boys upper arm and nodding. ) “did i tell you my name? my name is yuta nakamoto. but you can call me, sonsaengnim.”

[-- jackson gave the male a boyish smile, he didn’t know that many people who were fluent in english in korea, normally they had an accent going on which jackson for the most part found adorable ] that’s impressive, if you need help with your mandarin, i can help you out. [-- jackson held the flyers in is hand as he listed to the male, his eyes grew wide as he learned that the other had ran away from home. ] how old are you? [-- he asked out of curiosity because he seemed quite young, or younger than jackson was at least. while he tried to imagine what would ever make him run away from home, he couldn’t because his parents supported his choices. ] what made you run away from home huh? [-- jackson lifted his brows as the other mentioned he could teach him and tilted his head slightly as he heard what the other suggested he could call him ] no matter how i look at it you are younger than i am, so i think i’ll just call you either nakamoto or yuta, your choice.

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♚ knock, knock

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rksxngji:

she went onward to continue munching her bread in peace, already buzzing in excitement to head straight for composing lessons very soon once she’d power through the dance practice. The level they placed her in was technically just a tad too high for her standards but she guessed this was Sphere’s way of drilling their trainees- just place em in high classes so they grow faster.

with a sigh jieun looked at the snack she had brought herself for dinner and debated to just store the energy resources now than end up tired halfway during composing time. she’d figure out what to eat for dinner later- right now she needed food! but then came his texts, like a wink from heaven itself to let her know “we gotchu boo!” shining eyes stared at her screen as she read his texts, shifting excitedly in her seat as she speed typed away.

[/text - jackson♦] → oh come on that was good! → I’m very happy!  → what’s more important is though- → do I get free coffee? ouo and a snack?  → I’m kind of eating my dinner for lunch now so I’m sorta short x’D → and I dun wanna eat in the cafeteria? ; o ; → you won’t let your poor nuna starve, right?! → pls tell me the place is in yongsan TT

once the messages had been sent she got up, deciding to munch her snack on her way to practice. being there a few minutes early wouldn’t hurt anyone. phone back in her pocket she gathered her things, discarded her tray and headed straight for 2 hours of drilling hell.

jackson went into the break room again after a couple of minutes, it had been such a long time since he had seen the older female so he was excited to finally get to see a someone who he had used to train with in royal. he would be sure to tell her how he is considering the trainee path again, even though he might not make it, it wasn’t ike he had some extraordinary talent hidden.

sms » song jieun   > you know it noona, i’ll text you the address ok   > *address*   > come whenever, my shift is still going for a couple of more hours!   > coffee and snacks!!!   >  tell me what you would like and i’ll get it ready for u when you arrive ok?   >  i’ll take my lunch break when you come :3

jackson hummed as he sent the texts, nodding his head quietly before he hurried back into the cafe-- as much as he loved his current job, there was nothing like practicing, keeping his body and mind in check, physical work had always suited him better than any other kind of work.

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{ ☕ } tall order of you.

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kaiark:

despite the fact that the line seemed to be rather long, there were some people who were being serve at a regular pace and so that gave kaia some semblance of hope that she wouldn’t have to stand too long just for a frappuccino. the warmth of outside the doors was certainly something that she was starting to miss and she was beginning to think she was a bit over ambitious with her clothing choice for the day and that excitement had gotten the best of her but she was going to own it.

worst case scenario, she could sit beneath the sun for a bit.

but maybe she’d hit a stroke of luck that she hadn’t been aware of at the moment because almost as if the stars had aligned in her favor, the employees switched out just as her time to place her order came. she was not bashful with the appreciative gaze her eyes held solely based on his visuals but there was a difference between making decisions with only superficial backing. just because she found him attractive didn’t mean that he was just hers for the taking or that he even wanted to be taken for that matter. so she wore a softly coy smile, her hands coming to rest lightly at the edge of the counter, and she tread the water carefully.

“not yet.” she chimed with a touch of amusement in response to his question. “i’m so used to warm weather that i think i got a bit excited this time around what with the sun coming out and all.” but she felt she was still cute and her demeanor showed that her overzealous nature was her only regret. she held his gaze softly and bore a light smile of her own before hazel irises rose beneath her lashes to turn her attention towards the menu. “the cherry blossom white chocolate frappuccino please. i came all this way so i should at least get a seasonal drink, no?” the question was rhetorical and accompanied with a light turn of her shoulder as she reached into her purse to fish for her wallet. “you wouldn’t let me buy something that wasn’t good, would you?” as her fingers opened the baby pink coach wallet, her eyes flickered to his once more as it was her turn to raise a brow but only in playful accusation.

jackson chuckled at her reply, to him spring in general wasn’t the warmest time of the year but if she was used to warm weather then she was probably not from korea even though she looked asian. maybe she had grown up overseas-- jackson didn’t know and he didn’t think much of it, it wsn’t his place to be curious of where someone who is a stranger to him grew up and had lived most her life. so he threw a boyish and warm smile her way, “luckily the korean summers are quite warm if you are lucky with the weather, so you will be able to dress however you like then without the risk of getting cold.”

“thats quite seasonal indeed,” jackson hummed softly as the person who was originally supposed to be in charge of the cashier came back, his dark orbs gazed her the female for a quick moment, “don’t worry nothing i make tastes bad--” he was confident in that statement, because he knew he had practiced for way to long to have any type of coffee taste bad, he was proud of that. “i’ll make it for you now... take her payment will you?” jackson raised his brows nodding at his coworker for a moment before turning around to make her drink.

his hands moved swiftly, left and right grabbing the ingredients and the cup-- getting everything ready and when it was done he put a straw in the drink, sprinkled some cherry blossom petals over the foam like substance on the put. jackson turned around, his eyes quickly found the female and he put the drink on the counter, pushing it towards her. “i should have asked your name so i could write it on the cup, but you figured i would remember who ordered the most seasonal drink,” jackson chuckled, “just for my own knowledge tho, what is your name hm?”

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yutark:

( ‘ he hadn’t stopped to gauge the other males reaction to the flyers until he spoke up, asking the question that yuta had thought was obvious. brown eyes darting from the pages speaking of his guarantee and english and japanese tutor, and some silly clip art that his sister insisted upon. ) “its flyers for my tutoring business. i can tutor people in english and japanese.” ( ‘ the understated ‘duh’ in his voice was something he had tried to restrain and failed to completely. a soft knit in his brow as he flips through the pages. a moment for the epiphany to strike him. ) “do you need help with hangul? i can help you with that too. and i know a little mandarin. i’m really multi-talented. a master of languages.” ( ‘ he suggested, a sway in his hips as he shifts his weight and then reaches over to tap at the number down at the bottom of the page. ) “that’s my number. i’m not a scam artist, despite what people think. i grew up in japan and learned english at school. i taught myself korean because i wanted to come here, and i thought mandarin would make me look smarter. it’s impressive, isn’t it? i can teach you to be that impressive.”

[-- jackson took one more look at the flyers and opened his mouth ‘ahhh’, that was what it said. ] sorry hangul isn’t my strong suit. [-- jackson nodded his head a little, pursing his lips as he listened to the other talk about the different languages he knew and a small smile crept up on jackson’s face. ] i speak, chiense, manadrin and cantonese, english, japanese, korean and a little french myself. [-- he wasn’t trying to show off really, but after mentioning all of the languages jackson realized it might seem that way. ] i just can’t read and write hangul very well, even though i have been living in south korea for almost six years. [-- it would have been eight if he hadn’t left back to hong kong for almost three years and that had made his korean skills a little rusty. ] i could use something to freshen up my memory of korean though. [-- jackson always imagined himself to be quite talkative but compared to this one, who seemed younger, he couldn’t be that bad. ]

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♚ did ya miss me?

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rkjunixr:

jinyoung wrapped his arms around the older, patting his back. when they parted, he kept a genuinely bright smile on his face. it had been so long since he last saw jackson in person. they did text and facetime but it was never the same as being in the same room. two years was a long time but the student didn’t feel as if they missed out on a lot. of course, they sometimes spent weeks not contacting each other but kept updated as much as they could. “same here! i didn’t know you’d be here already,” jinyoung explained as he squat down to pick up the bags he dropped, showing them off to his roommate.

“couldn’t let you starve as soon as you get here so i bought some stuff, excuse the empty fridge…” he usually ate on campus or walked to the convenience store down the block whenever he needed something. he didn’t bother cooking a lot since he lived alone anyway. “how was the trip? are you hungry? i’ve got snacks somewhere in here,” he searched through the bags.

there was something reassuring in seeing jinyoung again, jinyoung had been living here alone for some time already and jackson had told him that he could rent out the third room but for some reason jinyoung never really had rented it out. whenever they would talk on the phone he had made sure to update the other about his ventures, so he knew about jackson’s newest hobby to brew coffee. whenever he had made a successful cup he would occasionally send a picture of his mother, enjoying the cup.

“ohhh what a good friend you are--” jackson grinned widely, letting go of the other as he followed him into the kitchen, “i brought some stuff with me too, you know my coffee equipment, gimme a heads up if you want a cup ok? i’ll brew on specially for you my love~~~~” jackson laughed,he knew how jinyoung would react but it was still an amusing task to him, to play around with the other like this, “what kind of snacks did you buy?”

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♚ a spilled drink

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sujirk:

there was so much studying to be done and not enough time. not that that ever stopped suji from still going out and enjoying herself. however, she was trying to be good today, getting some actual studying in, but there was no way she could do that at home. not with the hundreds of distractions that were around her. 

which was how she found herself at starbucks. things were going without a hitch and she was finally getting settled in her seat. she glanced at her phone, checking the time. how long did it take for a drink to come? she thought to herself when suddenly, she felt a coldness overcome her. she looked down at her shirt, coffee all over the front. 

she nearly screamed before she looked down at the male who just stared at her. the situation was too funny to really get upset over. it was like deja vu, but reversed. “looks like you owe me this time,” she exclaimed, not wanting to remind him of the fact that she probably still owed him from the first time she had spilled coffee all over him.

a boyish smile grew on his lips as he recognized the female and form the sound of it she remembered him as well, quickly he got himself back upon his feet, brushing off his knees quickly. glancing back to make sure no one else had seen him fall over before turning back at the other. brows furrowing a little as he saw he has spilled it all over her.

“i do owe you one!”

nodding his head he took a glance at the time and smiled at the female, “you are lucky i am off now,” he hummed, wrinkling his nose up a little, “let me buy you new clothes so you dont have to walk around in clothes drenched in coffee hm?”

jackson chuckled a little to himself, pulling out a towel from one of the pockets from the apron, “here you go cover yourself with this while i go change ok?” with that he hurried to the backroom and swapped into some more comfortable clothes, signing out for the day before going back to the same spot he had left the female.

“you ready?”

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yienrk: 

[ text ] i knew you only wanted to see my flat ass

[ text ] it’s fine though. i only love your for your honey thighs  ㅎㅎㅎ

sms » markeu    > you know it!!!    > wao feelsbad when all u want is my body ok :c