#bomi;verse

[alxttlepain]

Starter for @theunwrittens

"Do you smoke? I could really use a cigarette right now.” She said while leaning her head against the cold wall, outside the club.

[bxhyung]

@jigxng:

“I am not ready for a puppy to get in between us yet…and you already have me. Am I not enough of a dog to you? I am the cleanest dog you could ever find.” Moving closer he barked. “Woof!”

“A puppy getting between us? You don’t want to share the attention with a puppy???” She looked at him with a judging stare. Trying not to laugh when he barked she pressed her lips together. “Are you going to get on my lap too then? And lick my face?”

[alxttlepain]

He had gone out to buy something to eat. Or whatever. Days were calm where they lived. Way too calm one could say but she felt somehow comfortable. Maybe because it was a life she was still adjusting she didn’t think it was bad. Maybe with time she would grow tired of that. But right now she thought it was good, it was his idea to run away from their lives in Hongdae. It was his idea to just go to that country and live such a low profile life. Days had got to a routine that was calm, her heart seemed to find rest as there were no rushes during the day.

Bomi wasn’t one person to talk too much in general, she wasn’t good with words and maybe she didn’t have much knowledge besides the gang stuff - which they now avoided. Sometimes she wondered if she should just learn something more, to acquire more informations so they could have more things to fill the silence that would grow between them from time to time. Bomi actually didn’t bother too much with the silence, she liked it. It was also good how her mind seemed to shut a little down now. Not being motivated by the revenge feeling that clung on her body while she worked with other people.

When she found his diary it was just out of curiosity that she read that. Maybe he wrote a poem, maybe he shared something there. Maybe he was planning something?

When she started reading it was out of curiosity, an innocent one actually. But as she started reading what was there it was like she was having her heart crashed. So he wasn’t happy? Was he feeling obligated to stay by her side now? Has she and his life become dull and without color? Was he with her only for the sake of not leaving her alone?

Has his love vanished?

When she finished reading she closed the diary and left on the same place, maybe on the exact same place as her mind run all around. And without thinking too much she grabbed her jacket and rushed out of the house. Suddenly that place seemed to crumble, like a house of cards that received a blow. And he was the one blowing it. Maybe she was the once deciding to pile up fragile cards instead.

She walked until she got lost, until she didn’t know where she was. And sat down. She would spend some hours walking around without aiming to any place, because she didn’t have a home anymore. The place she thought that was her home now just wasn’t there.

It was dark already, some good hours passed by, she made sure to leave her phone in the house. Not a note. Nothing that would tell him where she was. Maybe she was gone for good. Maybe leaving him to live a better life. Maybe if she was gone he wouldn’t feel obligated to take care of her.

[alxttlepain]

@midnightblues-rp from here:

Youngwoon was completely drunk. He was a heavy drinker, but he spent the whole day drinking a lot and eating nothing, so when the younger lady arrived to chat, he was already out of his own. He probably wouldn’t remeber a thing of that conversation when he recover, but he kept talking as he had some control of his own body, “I ain’t soft, you know that, but I can’t pretend I don’t see what you’re doing with your-fucking-self, you’re probably the closest to a dongsaeng I will have”, he said. He would never say nothing like that if he wasn’t that high, but again he didn’t notice what the hell alcohol did to him. He would also never admit he was like that because it was death anniversary of his father, so he pretend he wasn’t worried about himself.

People would think they always met up to talk about gang matters but the truth was that they would just chat most of the times. That day she could notice he wasn’t on his best. It was a rare occasion to see him like that because even if he would drink a lot he would still look like he was fine. His words made her lift her eyebrows, what she did with herself wasn’t a problem, that was what she would tell herself. “I appreciate you worrying for me and my ass. But trust me, I’m fine.” Hearing from him that he worried about her anyway made her feel like she really could have another friend, that she could trust him, even if she already did. But maybe trust him in some more personal level. “You’re the one that doesn’t seem fine though. Can’t even remember if I’ve ever gotten your ass this drunk.” Her eyes were somehow judgmental, but only because she was worried for him. “Did anything happen...?” She was unaware for the reason of his sorrow but somehow she really wanted to know why. She cared.

[bxhyung]

@jigxng

Coming back home after buying some fresh fruit, Bomi had now a different vibe to her. She was a lot lighter, she smiled more and over little things. She lived now a life she probably was never able to live, even when she was younger. If you asked it to the Bomi of one year ago she would laugh bitterly over that possibility but now she wouldn’t like to imagine a life that wasn’t like that. Getting inside their place, er shoes were left in the entrance as she slid one of the doors to find him sitting concentrated on that thin piece of paper. Without interrupting him she moved to the kitchen where the fruits were left before coming back and kneeling on his side. “You’re getting a lot better.” Bomi said while grabbing one of the origami he was making. They indeed looked a lot greater, she tried once or twice but got too frustrated when they looked messy. Yasu on the other hand was investing his time into making them. She would take some of the cranes sometimes and just hang them around, they had a lot of them now. Leaning on his back she basically climbed it to kiss his cheek. “Will I have to compete with the origami now?” She joked leaving another kiss on his cheek.

[bxhyung]

7 Minutes in heaven for Yami (but from the past ewe)

Send “7 Minutes in heaven” for my muse to kiss yours in a locked closet. 

“Come oooon!” She groaned while pulling him to stand up and follow her to the closet. Under whistles and claps from his bandmates that were followed by a light and sincere laughter from Bomi. Simply amused by the situation, maybe some other girl would feel shy but not her. Even less now that she had some alcohol in her system. Finally pushing him inside the closet he was followed by her. 

He smelled like cigarrete and his cologne. He smelled so good.

Shamelessly she wrapped her arms around his neck like she would have done a bunch of times, it was one of her favorite pastimes, to tease him. When that bottle spun and decided they both would go to that place she found it to be a perfect opportunity. Maybe she liked more than just teasing him. Even if it would frustrate her so much sometimes when she couldn’t get reactions from him. 

“We are supposed to kiss.” She broke the silence while her eyes were getting used to the dark, the light coming through the louver door would draw lines on his face, that only made him more attractive under her eyes. “These are the rules, I don’t feel like breaking them tonight.” She smiled widely before her hand moved slowly up on his neck, disappearing between his hair. Before he would move away she used the excuse of the alcohol to kiss him, her lips only pressing against his before she tried to go a little deeper and even if it wasn’t common from her, she seemed hesitant wanting and eager for his approval. That she could kiss him a little more, a little better. 

[alxttlepain]

Starter for @shadowraiths

“Any bones broken?” Her eyes looked at the person from head to toe trying to find anything wrong with them.

[alxttlepain]

o wait, she has no soul, so scratch that. I'll just crush her windpipe.

anonymously or not tell me about your crush

………… That’s some new level of crush I guess.