#apvcryphvl

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ø: jaebum to kihyun

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late night texts for yoo kihyun

[ sms: the wife ] okay, don’t freak out but[ sms: the wife ] i’m standing uh i mean hanging outside your window [ sms: the wife ] because i wanted to see you [ sms: the wife ] and maybe because i couldn’t sleep without you beside me. [ sms: the wife ] open up before i fall and die. 

[eternalle]

◦ ⟨   reimagined .

a party isn’t where she should be, but a party is where she is.

and there’s nothing else that she can say about it.  the friend that yongsun is relying on for now is at the party and so she too, must tag along even though there’s so many more important things that she should be, could be doing.  in the midst of a group of people, she wears a smile but thinks about the way she’s sleeping on a couch and trying not to think of the way flames look when they swallow the walls.

it’s easier when people talk to her.  in this way, yongsun can at least pretend that her fingers aren’t curling in all of the worries that make her shoulders feel a little heavy - it’s a little easier to show her friends the side of herself that they want to see.  a party is a party, isn’t it? yongsun isn’t one to ruin the mood; she’s just the nice girl in the corner with the smile on and the drink in her hand that she’s barely sipped from.

even she doesn’t feel like herself, but no one seems to be paying attention.

a nail taps gently at the side of the bottle she holds in her hands; yongsun barely notices it when her friend slips in beside her only to have her wrap an arm around her shoulder.  it makes her jump, pulled from her thoughts as she is and finally, she smiles again with kindness in her eyes.  “ are you ready to go?” yongsun tries to hide the hope in her voice, doesn’t really mind the people milling about or think that they can hear her trapped in their party mood as they are.  “ i still have to see what i can salvage from the fire.”

    @apvcryphvl ,    we are infinity

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✉: seulgi to jaebum h aha

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texts that weren’t sent for im jaebum

[ draft: im jaebum ] my mom visited and brought baby clothes [ draft: im jaebum ] it hurt so much to tell her the truth…that you were gone [ draft: im jaebum ] but what really broke my heart was realizing how much i wanted to have a family with you and not being able to do so anymore [ draft: im jaebum ] i miss you so much

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ツ: freya to vasiliy

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excited texts for vasiliy akulov

[ sms: sily ] GUESS WHO GETS TO GO SAILING WITH ME FOR A WEEK [ sms: sily ] THAT’S RIGHT! YOU MY BESTEST FRIEND [ sms: sily ] talked your parents into giving us a week’s vacation to go sailing by ourselves![ sms: sily ] you can thank me with kisses or hugs or both ;)

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$: jaebum to minghao

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accidental texts for xiu minghao 

[ sms: cutest son ] the kids are all out and the office is empty [ sms: cutest son ] i’ve got whipped cream and chocolate syrup > next message sent after 2 minutes <[ sms: cutest son ] i mean, come over for some ice cream sundaes? [ sms: cutest son ] daddy and mommy are buying for the entire league!! c: 

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deck the halls ♓ vasiliy x freya

a drop of rain for @apvcryphvl 

“are you going to pretend to look busy all day or are you going to actually help me?” it’s impossible for any other person to get away with speaking to an akulov in this manner but freya really isn’t just anyone to begin with. she gazes upon the blonde with an arched brow while untangling the christmas lights and decides that ten seconds is a good enough grace period before she lets her temper get the best of her. the whole putting up a christmas tree and decorating has entirely been vasiliy’s idea from the beginning so she’s wondering why he has left her to do all the work. “vasiliy...” she calls out , impatience veiled beneath the sweet tone. 

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Im Jaebum x Yoo Kihyun 

                                   It seems to me that love                                    could be labeled poison                                   and we’d drink it anyways.