#bveaut

[drxaiden]

@bveaut started following you

“People called me weird when I said it was important to learn the word ‘vomit’ in Korean when I was learning. But you see, as a foreigner, I never had trouble when going to the hospital and explaining how I felt!”

[ssongain-blog]

{  bveaut }

Gain had to blink a few times to make sure what she was seeing was real. A smile curled at her lips as the woman bounced towards her, grinning widely as she did some. “This can’t be--I’ve got to be seeing a ghost!” She chuckled, placing a hand on the other woman’s shoulder. “Wait. You feel real,” she snickered playfully as the smile continued to play on her lips. “Where have you been hiding, missy? And why didn’t you offer to take me with you?” She asked as she folded her arms across her chest, a fake serious look furrowing her eyebrows slightly. 

[jaboems]

⁇ ✿

TEXT MEME» @bveaut / not accepting!

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

[  ✉ —- YEJINIE ] yah h yejinah[  ✉ —- YEJINIE ] pICK ME UP RIGHT NOW

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.

[  ✉ —- YEJINIE ] you’re free, i’m free, you know what this mean[  ✉ —- YEJINIE ] i’m definitely coming over with vodka and ice cream

[bxra]

bveaut started following you

“Breaking out of jail was such a cool concept!”

[jaboems]

( @bveaut )

the last thing he’s expecting is to bump into anyone he knows, rather is close with-- afterall, it isn’t every day that you book the same hotel and tour guide company with another idol, moreso a friend. ailee is someone who jay has known for ages, with the other supporting him with concerts and performances and vice versa. and before he even knows it he’s walking towards the other, surprising her from behind with a rather mocking and teasing tone. 

          “ what kind of a friend doesn’t invite me to her vacation?! guess i had to invite myself-- “

[kmjhyun-blog]

@bveaut:

“You look like you could use a hand.”

“More like a functioning leg?” She laughed a bit, still bitter at her own situation, but she wouldn’t let people see that. “It just itches and I’m not really allowed to scartch that plays. Nor can I reach it. Thanks for the worry, though.”

(* he laughs along with her, but truthfully he doesn’t know what else to say or do--he feels bad for her, in the cast, and he’s itching to do something to help ) Are you sure, noona? (* he shifts a bit in the seat that’s adjacent to hers, his eyes glancing at her indisposed leg as he scratches the side of his head ) Well if you need anything... (* looks at the wall clock after ) I think there’s still a few acts before we go on to pre-record our stage so just tell me-