#247jaemin

[247sooyoung]

childhood nightmares

@247jaemin

If there was one thing Sooyoung loved above all, it was coffee. She lived on coffee, what with her sometimes crazy schedules of late nights and early mornings. Even on the days she did nothing, she had coffee. It wasn’t only that it woke her up, it was simply a part of her life now. Going without coffee was like going out to the street naked. Okay, maybe not so much, but the case is Sooyoung really, really liked coffee. It was no surprise, then, that she knew just about every single coffee shop in Seoul. She had her favourites, of course, and she tended to prefer the small, quaint, out of the way ones, where she was pretty certain no one would recognize her and, therefore, she could spend long hours there enjoying her coffee. 

Today was one of the rare day offs she had had in a while, what with the crazy filming schedule for the movie she was currently working on. A weekday too, which meant the streets of Seoul would be quiet as most people would be working. After having a thorough ballet lesson early in the morning, she had decided some coffee was necessary (more coffee, as she had already had her first share before her lesson). 

And so now, hair still up in a bun, she was on her way to a little coffee shop in Hongdae, near the ballet studio. She frequented this shop after her ballet lessons, and although the staff didn’t -yet- know her order, they did recognize her as a frequent client –not as an actress, thank god. 

She entered the coffee shop and went straight to the bar, ordering a caramel macchiato and a chocolate pastry. As she waited for her order, she looked around the almost empty coffee shop, a soft smile on her face. It didn’t stay there for long, her mouth turning downwards quickly as she saw a familiar face. After taking her order from the waitress with a smile, she made her way towards the table where the older boy was sitting. “Hey, Jaemin?” She asked with a practiced nice smile. “I’m Sooyoung, remember me? We used to play together when we were little.” She said with the nicest tone she could muster –which was a really nice one, to be honest; she was an actress for a reason. 

[247wonho]

“This can’t keep happening.”

really fuckin’ angsty starters — closed!

“you should tell yourself that before you drown all those shots next time, yeah?” wonho had seen the guy at his club for days now, always coming in to sit at the bar, drinking his night away— which was pretty strange considering he was sure the other had been mumbling about how he was a bartender. then again, wonho had heard stranger things. he himself went out all the time to different clubs. sometimes your “usual” didn’t cut it.

[247jiyong]

“Your world would be easier if i didn’t come back.”

Catching the other's words so suddenly, Jiyong almost choked on the drink he was having. Concern and puzzlement easily showed in his expression. “I’m not sure whether I’ve heard you right,” He started, settling the glass on the table. “What do you mean by easier?” Looking blankly into Jaemin’s eyes, he was trying himself to stumble across an answer.

“Trust me, you have no idea how glad and relieved I was to find out that you came back.” Because, he really was. Back in high school they had developed a friendship that no one else had and just the thought of not seeing Jaemin ever again. A bunch of theories ran through his mind during that time. He wasn’t even sure if his old friend was doing alright or not, if he had anyone he could rely on. “Don’t blame yourself. Ever.”

[chaerin247]

“Only a masochist could ever love such a narcissist.”

“Maybe,” she acquiesces, sucking slowly on the cigarette pinned between her full, red lips. She leans more heavily against the brick wall behind her, none of the surrounding buildings, or even the boy standing there, holds any interest for her. The sky is too bright to really look away, and she remembers most of the constellations, from having studied them; more useless information. How to describe to him her own predicament though? The conflict of continually dating guys she knew were no good for her. She shrugs. “But I dont love them. I never love any of them. Am I still a masochist then?”

[247xjongsuk-blog]

“This is not a game!”

○ ⊰ Sentence Meme ⊱ GG edition ; accepting

“Of course its a game, Its always a game when it comes down to you and me.” He couldn’t help but smirk, despite the sternness within his voice. Jongsuk was right after all they had been competing all their lives against one another from their parents whether they wanted to admit they did it or not. So when the other had said those words it was amusing to him because it was a lie.

[247belle-blog]

“Is that a bong? I didn’t take you for a stoner…”

⊰ SENTENCE MEME ⊱ GOSSIP GIRL EDITION

belle looked at the vase in her hands - it was a little odd, a little weirdly shaped but very charming in its own right and special way. she raised an eyebrow at the male (they didn’t get along too well but always managed to keep it professional whenever they were in the public eye), scoffing at his comment. clearly he hasn’t seen a bong in person. her, being in a sorority with tons of frat parties and stoned guys was very very aware on how a bong looked. “honey, this is just a vase, you clearly never seen on in real life.”

[247xjongsuk-blog]

“ no, i’m not going to. ”

○ five-word sentences ; accepting

Talking on the phone seemed to be his life at the moment, what with being sick and all. He’d been bed ridden all week. And hadn’t wanted people to see him like that and had been making plans to meet up with people when he got better. So when the other replies back to his plans with that his lips form a pout, a very childish pout at that, and he whines even more childishly. “But why! You haven’t given me a good enough reason to say no.” He hadn’t really seen the other in a long time, and had suggested they meet up for a coffee or what not and catch up.  If only Jaemin could see the strop that he was pulling, he was laying back in his bed flailing his arms and legs about the bed as if he was about five - which at heart he probably still was. “Come on, even if its for like an hour or less, its been ages!” In truth it had been ages but thats only because Jongsuk had fucked off to japan for five years and hadn’t once tried to contact anyone - not even his closest friends in the marauders. The only person he spoke to was his little brother and even then it was rare. So i guess you could think of this as him trying to make amends to those he neglected and wanted to patch things up. Just to try and show that he was still the prince he always was. Even if it was a slight lie. 

[247avery]

“ i’m gonna ignore you now. ”

“ why? “ innocence lilting her cheery tone, inquisitive eyes carefully placed on older male, her head tilts ever so slightly as she waits an answer, features shifting into something short of a glower when she doesn’t receive one. not the slightest bit deferred, she repeats herself, annoyance evident in her words. 

“ why? “ by now, she swears kim jaemin liked playing with fire as much as she does -- molars grinding together in frustration as she counts the seconds, the milliseconds, the nanoseconds she was going to let kim jaemin get away with this before--before she doesn’t.

to her credit, it wasn’t long.

“ yah— “ slender fingers sliding around his wrist, it’s easy to yank, inserting herself close enough to feel the snap of her hips against his, gaze upon the widening shock of his eyes and smile a smile that embodied the very reason why avery jin shouldn’t be ignored. she’s too pretty to be. 

“ are you really going to just ignore me? “ eyes flicking over his, the smile she offers turns crooked after a moment, giving his wrist a small squeeze in warning. it doesn’t matter if she’s in the wrong ( avery is of the opinion that she isn’t ), if the world has turned diabolical against the determined beauty, if kim jaemin suddenly decided he was done with her. the avery today would not avery if she was one to be ignored. by him, by the gods, by anyone that crosses her path.

“ do you really think it’ll be that easy? “

am i not the most beautiful fucking disaster you’ve laid your eyes on?