#asher *threads

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gives you hell ‘ .

epsejun

asher kim was never one to forget things, especially if that thing happened to be interesting enough or granted him leverage over another person. and luckily for asher, the new information he had come across just so happened to be both and he wasn’t about to just let it slide. after all blackmail was one of the things he was good at.

so when the new semester had started, he waisted no time in putting his plan into action.

stretching his legs out, he placed his heels on the coffee table in the common room. eyes darting as he watched the first years, who had no clue as to what they we’re doing, trying to find their way. he grinned slightly at the thought of being able to boss the poor suckers around however his lips curled up into a bigger and more  devilish grin as his eyes instantly fall upon a certain slytherin.

he lets out a huff before looking at his friends who we’re sat with him in the sofas before he chirps out, “i wonder how many mixed’s there will be this year” his eyes locking onto sejun at the mention of the word mixed, hinting that he knew the other was hiding something. “I mean its sort of pathetic really, that they even have hide it in the first place.” smirking once he hears the jeers from the others.

 leaning his head back on the sofa, he closes his eyes. “wouldn’t you agree sejun?”

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heathens ‘ .

ephongbin​

he probably looks a lot worse then he feels. surprisingly he had woken up hangover free, despite the copious amount of alcohol he’d consumed the night before. he assumed that he was probably still drunk, a fact that was made perfectly clear when he’d gotten out of bed (not alone) and almost toppled over from his legs partly giving way under the weight of his body. he assumed that as the day progressed he’d feel a lot worse then he did right now.

but regardless, he’d found himself more then able to make his way to the great hall in the hopes that some grub would take the edge off his impending hangover doom. drinking as much water as he could to replenish his system. he liked to thank his previous peers giving him tips on how to keep himself alive after the hogwarts parties.

it’d probably been about half an hour and rather then sitting alone, like he thought he might be, he’d been joined by his so called friends within the slytherin house. chatting away, ignoring the jeers and hisses from everyone else clearly dealing with a very bad headache and lack of sleep. the food that he’d eaten so far was starting to work, giving him more energy and making his body feel happier. though he knew he’d still get the killer headache at some point or another. his eyes seemingly flicked up at the right time, catching the glimpse of an all too familiar face. eyes locking onto the other males gaze that was being directed back at him. a gaze that belonged to none other then hongbin. 

a grin sprawled its way across his lips, hand reaching to grab his cup and raising it towards the male starring at him, almost like asher was saying good morning or hows the hangover going or the best on yet, did you get any conquests last night — asher was sure to ask about that later on.

as the other broke the gaze first, asher couldn’t help but find himself standing up all of a sudden, much to the surprise of his friends. he ignored their questions and almost as if his feet had a mind of their own made their way over to the table the other was sat at. plopping himself down on the bench next to him, arm snaking its way round hongbin’s neck as he did. “good morning, handsom.”

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not so smooth ‘ .

epdarcy​

by this point the party is filled with people either far too drunk to even stand, most more then likely already passed out lying in a pool of their own sick somewhere. in the early-stages of sobering up or being boring and leaving before something worth of being there had happened.

but despite all of this, asher was quite contempt. merrily sipping away at yet another beer that he’d managed to persuade a gryffindoor to hand over solely by telling them they we’re too drunk to drink it. 

how stupid of them. 

his eyes find themselves wandering through the crowd. trying to find the next person he could talk to - or more then likely make fun off. however, when his eyes meet with the all too familiar ravenclaw’s face he finds himself already stumbling over to where he was stood.

“Darcy-ah” he calls out, probably louder then he wanted it to be. “I hope you’re not still being a grump even at a party.” slinging his arm round the other males shoulders more for support then anything else.

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fun switch ‘ .

epjiyeon 

asher loved parties.

they all just seemed to be a massive excuse for the students to smuggle in alcohol or other contraband items against the teachers wishes and get absolutely high off their faces, just so they could all have a good time. but having a good time now and again was something that seemed to keep the students going especially those who were old enough to take their OWLS.

so asher jumped onto the party as quickly as it had come about in the first place. he probably more then anyone else just wanted to not have to worry about anything and have a bit of fun, though he did have his fair share in the school as it was. but this was different. he was able to drink and be wild for a night (though drunk asher was more of a dick then sober asher)

out the corner of his eye he catches sight of the head girl drinking what he can only imagine to be alcohol, so he wastes no time in heading over to her.

“are my eyes deceiving me or is our head girl actually drinking?” eyebrow cocking up at her as his lips tug into a smirk. “you should get drunk more often, you actually become someone who is fun”