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❝Oh, Acacia. Good friend, so precious too.❞ She doesn’t bring it up, though the thought is pierced inside of her mind when she thinks of the other woman. Causing a faint but evident grin to etch on but it was covered behind the palm of her hand. There was so much she wanted to inform the latter, wanted to say things but she finds herself to be quiet to think thoroughly about her choice of words. Doesn’t happen so often but she wanted to ‘sweep her off of her feet,’ ( but not really, just a sarcastic joke ).
❝Pretty young lady with a fragile heart that people really need to stop fuckin’ around with. 'Cause aye, if I had feelings for the girlI could have treated her better than what she'sbeen getting lately. My god...❞
Sungkyung doesn’t know what happens between her friend and other people, uncertain if people were too insensitive with speaking words instead of living through actions. Or there’s too much sensitivity within Acacia that she continues to hold, which is never a bad thing -- people have feelings, it’s only natural. Snapping her fingers, an index finger pressed against the plush area of her cheek. ❝Speakin’ of princess, the girl owes me for my ruined dress.❞
Her lips pursed into a thin line as the other
female leaned closer to her, a deep blush
creeping over her features. Being interrogated
like this wasn’t something she was used to.
Leaning back, Acacia averted her gaze,
mumbling softly.
❝—I.. I-I took your dress.. I’m sorry..
❝Which dress are ya’ talking about?❞
Jaw slightly ajar but the reaction, her honest
reaction wasn’t plastered along her visage.
There’s a difference between anger and
disappointment, currently she’s feeling the
latter. Sungkyung could have her tendencies
of being rather intimidating but she expected
Acacia to overcome that part and be truthful
from the beginning. Arms folding to her chest
sternly, ankle resting over the other and her
hazelnut colored irises were still resting over
the other’s frame.
❝Y’know, I’d appreciate it if you could look at
me in the eye when talking. Need an explanation
on the side too, princess.❞
"Put down that cupcake... you're sweet enough already."
➤ cyxnid .
"Put down that cupcake... you're sweet enough already."
{ &; lithe digits curled around the base of the sweet in hand, upper lip smeared with the delightful taste of butter cream and a small hint of cocoa as well. she's there, settled besides the other woman without much conversations exchanged between the both of them. sungkyung's devouring the second cupcake by this time, knowing it'll lead into a stomach ache eventually if she doesn't control herself. not that it matters currently since she's enjoying the taste, obvious by the way her tongue continuously swings across the surface of her plump lips. }
❝Well damn.❞ { ` she isn't too sure if she heard correctly, processing the words with brows pinched at the center. glancing at the woman with shorter hair. spare fingers inching forward to let it seep through the end of her locks with lips twitched across her cheeks. barely displaying a sincere smile at the sweet compliment from acacia's lips. } ❝Y'know I'm nottoo sure if I'm that sweet. Wanna have a taste for confirmation?❞
{ ` sungkyung tries her hardest to not laugh, going along withthe flow by asking the other woman. if anything, she knowsshe's no where near sweet but it's always nice to have acomeback prepared. brown hues resting on the other, teethsilently sinking back into the softness of the dessert, the richtexture and the flavors roaming back into her mouth. }
Send me ┼ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on your muse.+ 7. Committing suicide.
Hayoung can recall hearing certain things, incoherent emotions that spill past the center of rosy lips in between silent sobs that seem to be muffled against the palm of her hand. She doesn’t have a clear perspective on how Acacia’s emotions can be put together, she figured out how she usually is whenever they weren’t besides one another and honestly, she feels rather guilty for not bringing it up any sooner. Moments like these, where she felt obligated to rush to one location from where she currently is makes her realize that she needs to get her own vehicle soon. ❝Wait a bit, alright?❞
She feels the need to visit, she knows her way of comforting someone isn’t the best way to go with topics such as this one but she isn’t too sure how to deal with the situation. It reminds her too much of people, friends, people she actually cared about and who she could have protected with all she had but now she was feeling the familiar emotion of guilt and despair. She’s holding onto her phone still, clutching it with all the strength she can muster up currently because she never wants someone, someone who she ends up holding dear to feel neglected or to the point where actions were impulsive.
❝Acacia, can you open the door?❞ Despite how stern she sounded, she didn’t want to make any loud noises to where another would complain about it then inform her to leave. Even if she could have ignored them and continued on, there’s no response verbally. It’s beginning to be awfully quiet on the other line and she tries to open the front door on her own, knowing that she’s potentially getting herself into trouble by doing so but it’s barely budging. At least for the time being. ❝I’m being serious right now, it takes five seconds to open the door so you better do it.❞
And again there isn’t a response to her demand. Sighing in frustration, taking two steps back with the phone being tucked back into the pocket of her jeans, crouching down with her hairpin being pushed out of the dark strands of her hair and into the slot. Shifting it around and her ear was pressed into the door, to hear and be confirmed that she’s getting somewhere with it. The plenty of times of her doing this during high school when she couldn’t recall her code numbers or forgetting her keys back into her own room. It pays off well this time.
Pushing the door impatiently in order to step inside the warmth, there’s empty bottles scattered into the wooden floor and the other woman’s clutching onto various amount of pills. Pretty face coated in pain and tears that stream down her cheeks. That image, the scenario Hayoung placed herself in with the other. Where did things go wrong? The door swung back to close it with a loud thud, barely making a word out because there’s this sudden pain in the center of her heart that Hayoung couldn’t describe truthfully. Instinctively her palm was raised up in order to harshly swat the possession out of Acacia’s hand, watching it all decorate the hard surface and her fingers were coiled around the woman’s shirt in order to tug her up to create eye contact.
❝What the fuck is wrong with you, are you thinking twice before doing shit or is it because your heart’s being a little bitter?❞
No words cannot explain the amount of overwhelming emotions were beginning to take part of her heart, because she has no idea how to explain it. Doesn’t know how to help. She knows, she knows she cannot handle this and how she couldn’t help Acacia the way she wants to because she doesn’t know how to start.
Hayoung doesn’t speak to her afterwards, simply sitting besides her and the shoulder of her shirt was coated in fresh new tears. The back of her head hits the mattress of the couch, eyes forced shut in frustration but she’s there. That must have count as something.
[ SMS ] I guess my company doesn't interest you any more..
➤cyxnid.
[MSG]: I guess my company doesn't interest you any more.
{ &; she isn’t the sweetest person known to others, it’s the complete opposite due to how her attitude and personality is different compared to most. therefore the lack of affection is evident by how distant she is or how her words weren’t the sweetest with a smile to display adoration. it isn’t like hayoung at least not anymore. so when the other contacted her, sheexpected it. their different and besides them gettingalong perfectly fine, she knows acacia to some levelto where it isn't a mystery. }
[ ✉ ➝ princess ] isn't it a bit disrespectful to skip to conclusions, m'love?
[ ✉ ➝ princess ] my days are busy, but you're welcome to visit me anytime if in need of affection.
