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[dcydrecmings]

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when she'd called them earlier, they'd seemed upset - so the only logical conclusion in her mind was to try and cheer them up. she'd stopped at her favourite candy store to stock up on chocolates for them, then she'd headed to her favourite florist, picking out the brightest bunch she could. colours always cheered her up, and she hoped the same would go for them. heading to their home as quickly as she could, she rang the doorbell waiting for them to answer. "i come bearing gifts."

[famishdd]

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“where are you going?” he was struggling to put his jacket on, tripping over his own feet as he followed them through the mass of moving bodies. the loud bass of the club was replaced by the quiet hustle of the street by the time he finally caught up with them. “what the fuck? why did you just storm out of there like that?” theo had been in the middle of talking to a new artist he had featured on his show earlier that week. he’d been so lost in conversation he had almost missed seeing them leave.

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it had been something she'd dreamed of for years, and now it was actually happening. it still didn't feel entirely real for her, and she wasn't certain what the proper etiquette was. still what she felt was right was introducing herself to her new co-star, so she'd taken herself over to their trailer. smiling brightly when they opened the door. "hi! i'm scarlet. i don't know whether you remember me from the chemistry reads or not."

[dcydrecmings]

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he'd been running late, and he'd promised his roommates he'd be in charge of dinner for the night. after dropping off the last dog of the day at their home, he ran to the local grocery store. bumping into somebody, he steadied himself before looking over. "shit, i'm so so..." the apology dying on his tongue upon seeing them. "i... i didn't know you were back in town."

[famishdd]

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“what are you doing here?” she had just gotten home from a show. eyes tired, eyeliner smudged from her rubbing her eyes on the way home. plans of crawling into bed the only thing keeping her going as her feet made the slow tired steps from her driveway to the small porch. she almost hadn’t seen him, the sight out of the corner of her eye causing her to yelp. swear and now she was pulling herself back together. irritation replacing the fear. “thought the whole point of a break was that you didn’t show up here in the middle of the night.”

[komposisi-arch]

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Jaejin, for most of the time, does pride himself as a man who could keep it together. Keep his mind intact, his emotions running along the line of acceptability and just plain… normal - appearing as normal as he could be for what it is deem so by society. He was brought up that way such, often being demanded to show comfort instead of receiving one especially if it is pertaining Jaemin (but don't get it twisted, he cherishes his brother with his heart) but today… he feels himself as at the breaking point of being respectable and keeping it together. He really does not expect for Daesung to actually approach him, has his arm around him and hearing those reassuring words? It definitely sooths the quakes confined within his ribcage. "Thank you" He whispers his gratitude and turn to look at the man with a weak smile. "Things has just been roughly lately and kinda bring the mood down? Apologies for that. I would pick myself up, no worries"

[mysteryoflovc]

“I’ll walk you home. You can pretend you don’t need me to.” — ash & cam

"We can play pretend all you want." Ash tips his head towards Cam with a wide, knowing smirk as he keeps his arms wrapped around his waist. Ash is feeling all types of good from the liquor and bud and Cam's attention being showered on him. He'd been pestering him most of the night even though Cam was working. He'd spent most of the night with his friends drinking and dancing and pestering the DJ to play all his favourite songs. Ash knew Cam was working and that's why he didn't even need to tell his friends where the Uber was taking them. They knew. He doesn't let go of him either as he starts walking with him down the sidewalk. Ash's very sturdy on his legs thank you very much. "You feel obligated to take care of me or what?" Ash pesters him just a little bit as he turns his head to look right at Cam. "You likin' me too much. Don't give me any ideas."

𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 - @bcrrycakes

[bcdchem]

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Cameron unintentionally flinched at the bite to Hudson's words, not having expected them, though he was grateful his back was turned so he couldn't see the reaction. He slowly pushed himself up onto his elbows and let out a soft sigh as he tried to find the right words to respond with. By now, the high between them had faded, leaving behind the cold reality they always crashed into afterwards that he hated more than he cared to admit. "That's not fair," Cameron finally said, though the defense lacked any real bite behind it. He hated how defensive he sounded, but more than that, he hated that Hudson was right. They were ignoring each other. They had mastered the art of sharing a bed while keeping a mile of emotional distance between them the second the clothes went back on. He stared at the defined line of Hudson's shoulders, wanting nothing more than to reach out and touch him, to pull him back under the covers where the outside world couldn't reach them. But the fear stopped him. It was the same paralyzing fear that choked him every time a reporter got too close, or a teammate made a careless, offhand joke in the locker room. "I don't want us to ignore each other," Cameron admitted softly, then sat up fully, pulling his knees up to his chest and resting his chin on them. "I'm just... My head is a mess tonight. I feel like I'm drowning in all the lying, and the second I try to breathe, I just think about what happens if we get caught. What happens to the team... To our careers." He swallowed hard, finally looking directly at the back of Hudson's head, pleading silently for him to just turn around. "I don't want you to go," Cameron whispered, his voice cracking slightly. "I just don't know how to do this anymore without feeling like everything is about to blow up in our faces."