#bnbyunghee

[exbnyixuan]

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[To → byunhee] I’m really lonely ;; will you come over? I got snacks and blankets and a guitar!

[bnzjiaaahao-blog]

“You look really tired.”

jiahao lets out a quiet laugh, he doesn’t even have to life his head to know who it is talking to him now. he shrugs slowly. he is tired. exhausted actually. dealing with work, people, and school all day long usually leaves him craving the solace of his quiet and comfortable bed. “i’ll be okay.” he slides his bag from the seat beside him so byunghee could sit. “i think the tired just comes along with working and going to uni full time.” he says quietly, finally looking up and smiling at his friend. 

it wasn’t unusual for him and byunghee to run into each other on the train. she was just another one of his friends who had wormed their way into his life and strict daily routines. but he had no bad words to say about any of them. although it’s hardly something he would admit to himself, they were the reason he was still functioning right now. he pushed his hair back with his fingers and sighed. “at least i didn’t fall asleep... like that one time... i probably would have slept through my stop.” he snorted.

[exbnyixuan]

Northern Downpour;; [Byunghee]

It was a nice day and there was not a single cloud in the sky so of course Yixuan would spend his day off going out somewhere. He pretty much lived at the cafe where he worked and sitting in a cafe with such nice weather was not an option. Instead, he was going to go shopping to pass the time until the evening when he could possibly hit up a bar or club.

With his head down and phone in hands, Yixuan strolled past C&C and hoped that no one would recognize him. The last thing he needed was a coworker to see him and ask if he could come in ‘for a few hours’. Once he turned the corner he looked up, pushing his bangs from his eyes to see better. The store he wanted to go to was only a few blocks away and he was lucky that since it was lunch time hopefully people would be in restaurants instead of shopping.

As Yixuan approached the store he noticed out of the corner of his eye a girl fiddling with the buttons on an elevator. He felt bad, especially because she was in a wheelchair and it didn’t seem like anyone was willing to help. Taking a short detour, Yixuan decided to see if he could help her out.

“Excuse me, do you need help?” He looked at the girl and glanced at the panel in front of the elevator only to realize it was stuck. The number read one, but the doors were still shut. “Ahh, maybe we could call someone,” He suggested as he began searching around the area for a phone number to call.