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[gpxjooheon]

@hwngcs3 source [X] [X] Hyunjoo was leaning against the small counter in his kitchen, looking outside the window while he waited for the coffee to be ready, then turned his face to the living room where the other guy was sleeping. He was still wondering how he even allowed him to get in his house, he was being too soft lately, allowing too many people get close, he should have brought back his cold facade, avoiding most of human beings that crossed his path. He was awaken from his thoughts by the sound of the toaster, popping up the pieces of bread. He put them on a plate and pour some coffee in a cup, bringing them to the living room. “Hey, it’s time to wake up” he slowly shook the other’s arm, to wake him up.  “I made some toasts and coffee, it’ll help you wake up properly…”

He groaned hearing the other man making so much noise and turned to face the back of the couch. Jooheon wasn’t in a rush to get up and leave taking a “personal day” from his responsibilities. He knew that when he left last night, he wasn’t going to end up back at his place then head to class. As long as he turned the work in and put in some effort he would pass. A laughed escaped his lips though he wasn’t sure why, he slowly got up and rubbed his eyes.

“Guess it’s too late to ask for 30 more minutes,” he replied then teased, “What if I want to wake up improperly? Ke, kidding thanks.” Jooheon put few spoonfuls of sugar then milk in his coffee before drinking it, “Maybe I should stay so I can be get this treatment everyday keke.”

[gpxjooheon]

💤

💤 - for my muse’s response to your muse climbing into bed with them. Jooheon spent most of the day photographing the final moments of winter before spring took over. It was a slow hike to the summit of the mountain not to mention the drive back to the city. It was early evening when he got back to his place and went right to bed however now in the early morning hours he was wide awake. A can of coke and the empty channels of the tv kept him company for a while. Seeing the time he made his way to bed again and within a few moments he heard Hanhae enter the room. He was quiet meaning he took Jooheon’s nagging to not storm into the room like a hurricane. His weight was felt on the bed and he settled in Jooheon immediately rolled on top of him.“Hey. . .” he said in a sleepy tone.“You’re so fake, why didn’t you say hi?” Hanhae smiled wrapping his arms around him.“I was asleep.” Jooheon laughed.

[gpxjooheon]

@namghoul source [X] [X] Hanhae had done his best to remain silent as Jooheon continued through his loud, vocalized rant. His fists at his side clenched tightly as he tilted his head, expression amused. Finally the younger seemed to come to an end and Hanhae simply laughed as he shook his head. What could he say? “I don’t know who in the world raised you but do you often think yelling at your elders is the proper response?” Hanhae asked, tone deadly as he smiled. If he knew what had come over him right now he’d probably be able to look less like a super villain. Normally Hanhae really wouldn’t care about being yelled at, tones in one’s voice didn’t usually bother him. For some reason however the way Jooheon did it made his skin crawl. He filled the space between them and quickly reached out for the other’s collar, pulling him close. “If you think for one second you have the upper hand because I let you say that to me, you’ve got another thing coming.” He breathed out slowly, jaw clenched. “You better rethink your words and come find me to apologize. I’ll be waiting Jooheon. 

Jooheon couldn’t remember exactly what happened to make him explode but he didn’t hold back one bit yelling at the other. That insignificant thing the other man had done was what pushed him over the edge. It was the tipping on an overall stressful, luck wasn’t on his side. He was getting more mad at his amused smirk and that laugh once he ended his rant made Jooheon want to him in the face. Especially when he yanked him closer by his collar like he was some dog.

“Fuck an apology!” he shouted pulling out of Hanhae’s grip, “if you’re waiting for me to give one you’re gonna be waiting all your life because. . .I’M NOT SORRY!”

[lola--james]

A Most Anticipated Visitor | | Mel + Lola

Lola had heard Mel outside her hospital room long before she was able to see her. Her best friend had brought her usual brand of charm, yelling at anyone and everyone who possibly held the power to let her into Lola’s room. Honestly, Lola was a little surprised that Mel hadn’t found a way to break in yet but she assumed that was because the brunette was probably far too stressed to think up a decent plan. As soon as she was allowed visitors, the door was slammed open and Lola couldn’t help but smile her first smile since that night. “Hey Melly. Took you long enough”, she said softly, her smile quickly fading as it was simply too painful to hold for too long.

[ivannadmitrieva]

Reunion || Ivanna&&Max

With a worsening headache, it was time to head home. Finishing the last of her wine she sought out the hostess saying goodbye, congratulating her once more as well. On her out she stopped in her tracks having run into the last person she expected to see there, the only person she wanted to see for months now. Ivanna couldn’t help but gape, staring stunned. As she began to recover emotions flooded her, she inhaled the breath however catching tears welling up in her eyes. She felt incredibly drained in that moment, everything she’s been holding in to keep her strength all this time now leaving her letting her realize how exhausted she truly was. All those emotions playing out on her face, a change from her usual stoic demeanor. When she threw her arms around him in a hug, she grasped at him too tightly, it took everything she had not to crumble and dissolve into tears. “Maxim!” She was finally able to gasp out. “How..? I-”

[ivannadmitrieva]

@ Istra Grand Reopening

Ivanna swirled the contents of her wine glass around absentmindedly, watching the deep red liquid splash around within. The red, and being where she was Ivanna couldn’t help but think back to that night. Of all the wreckage and chaos, one image remained at the forefront of her mind, often flashing in her memory, more now then in nights past. The sight of Katya’s limp body floating before her, the water red by the blood around her wound. The venue had changed, but not enough for her to forget the exact corner she stood in, taking it in, not saying goodbye. Ivanna had come to support her friend, though she wasn’t at all in the mood to party, she mostly just felt guilty. Feeling  a hand brush along her arm, she clenched her jaw. “What do you want?”

[ivannadmitrieva]

Skipping Versailles || Ivanna&&Vitaly

With the awards wrapping up, Ivanna couldn't help but feel relieved. Of the three award shows she'd attended this one was by far the hardest to sit through. Looking at Vitaly she smiled lightly. "I know there's an after party everyone's going to be flocking too though I was wondering if you wanted to skip it. We haven't really gotten a chance to talk..."