alys: If he’s my impulse control, why didn’t he stop me from dating him? / @astrumstilla kian:

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alys: If he’s my impulse control, why didn’t he stop me from dating him? / @astrumstilla kian:
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The elation that bloomed in Cass’ chest from seeing a text from Alys was short-lived as Bones hooked her teeth around the top of his phone and took off with it. The little menace–she probably sensed that it was Alys and wanted the attention.
“Alys was talking to me, not you–!!” He declared, chasing after her, but it didn’t take much to scoop the undead cat up and take the phone back. His thumbs began tapping against the screen in a frenzy.
[txt] to Wifey of my Lifey: 💕💘💓💞💝🖤💗💞💕💓🖤💞🖤🖤💓💕💗💗💕💓🖤💞💕💖💓🖤💕💝💗💕💞💗💖💕💘💓🖤💞💝🖤🖤💞💝💖💞💕💗💘💕💓💖💓💕💗💝💕💘💖🖤💞💕🖤💖💓💗💖💖💞💕💝🖤💓💖💕💓💝🖤💞💖💓💝🖤💖💓💕💓💗🖤💖💓💗💕💓🖤💓🖤💓💕💝💘💖🖤💗💕💞🖤💖💝[txt] to Wifey of my Lifey: I LOVE YOU!!!!! 😭🖤 / @astrumtristis-unarchived !!
astrumtristis replied to your post:
kian’s gonna be known as that one hot professor on campus and you know it
I hope everyone finds eye bags & crooked ties sexy
"Yerin~" she whines, "I made a mistake!" The blonde dawns a grin of wavering uncertainty as if to say 'please don't lecture me'. So, there she stands at her Yerin's front door with box in hand. A hefty box full of -- WOOF! -- puppies.
She had opened the door half-expecting to be suddenly recruited into another baking adventure, but what she finds is ten times sweeter than any cupcake or macaron. PUPPIES! A armful of them yipping cutely & striving to clamber over one another in the box – Alys looks more PROUD than regretful, but with good reason. Each pup is more precious than the next, all comely curls, chubby tails, and pink noses; Yerin’s utterly spellbound by the bundle. But her role is to be the more responsible one here, she’s sure … yet she’s rapidly FAILING the task the longer she stares into those soft brown eyes. ❝ What – ❞ she pauses, as if to take a moment to shake the stars from her eyes. ❝ What happened ? ! ❞
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⨳ — SEND 💖 TO HOLD MY MUSE’S HAND; [ ☠ ]
☠ |x|;; Stealing a quick glance to their hands, eyes finally rest on the girl. “You ok?” Initially he’d assumed a casual touch, the type of thing that happened in public( however close they’d been on the subway ). Though her hand ended up finding it’s way further in his grip. Possibly a call for attention– maybe she felt ill. Worry shrouded his gaze, eyebrows lowering in sync with the corners of his mouth.
Course he’d offered to buy her coffee tea, having dealt with his breakdown. He hadn’t even known the girl ( he still wasn’t entirely familiar with her ), but she’d offered her assistance at a time of need. The least he could do was treat her to something as small as a drink. Little had he known how crowded the subway was at the time.
astrumtristis replied to your post:
I hope you have a good day~!
thank you, lulu !! my day’s been lovely so far !! ❤️😭❤️
"Are you going to be working at this restaurant forever?"
ONCE, hearing “forever” might have jolted her … the word like a bomb set rattling in her ribcage – telling her to wake up and face reality. she had come to seoul to help her grandfather without many thoughts of the future ( her own so often uncertain at home anyway ). but somewhere along the line … it became her whole life. she didn’t spend as much time thinking about her hometown anymore … what her mother would be making for dinner … what antics the neighborhood children were up to this week. she was too busy planning tomorrow’s lunch for her grandfather, ironing her uniform, spraying the plants at the counter by the window. everything was here and now; another language, new spices, metal over wood.
with that realization, she felt some loss. the girl who used to ride her bike in grass-stained jeans and go scavenging for chestnuts in the fall was becoming more a memory than spirit; the scents were more smoke and coffee than pine and citrus. and she missed it all, but being here for her grandfather and knowing he was safe and eating well meant more than any of that. it was, in the end, a fair trade. because of that, she could smile at alys, tucking aside her hair almost shyly.
❝ i think so. ❞ it felt heavy to promise again, but much better, worlds better than when she had been seventeen and asked to move to seoul. she glanced over the restaurant for a moment, feeling there were so many things still left to do ( and the excitement at the prospect ). ❝ so be sure to visit -- a lot ! ❞
#she'd wanna try to lift kian but HE'S TOO TALL FOR HER TO CARRY#her best bet is cass
“Lift me, Alys--!! Lift me--!!” / @astrumtristis !!