“If you're going to do something tonight that you'll be sorry for tomorrow morning, sleep late. "
― Henny Youngman
starter for @cheonu !
He throws the last bag into the back of his SUV - a silver, nondescript KIA Sorento - and closes the hatch, turning to face the woman with his hands on his hips. "You had enough luggage to support yourself and all seven dwarfs," he comments, a lilt in his voice turning the complaint into a playful tease. Then he gestures her towards the passenger side, fishing his keys from his pocket on the way.
He'd had to all but bribe (aka : use her ego against her by asking if she could ski better than he could) her to come with him - approx. three days ago the animator had received a phone call from a local radio station with a win for a weekend getaway for himself and one other person, skeptical, he'd given his address, and the tickets had arrived the next day. He'd called the resort in question to verify their authenticity, then had to decide who he'd have the most fun bringing along. There was no way he'd turn down the trip, let's face it, he was overdue a vacation and God works in mysterious ways.
He thought about his close friends - then he thought about Juno. Juno with her nasty mouth and soft body. He invited her, he wanted to bring someone with him to at the very least keep his blood warm in the cold, and Juno was certainly capable of that. Besides, students got the weekends off. He'd managed to dodge her curiosity on why she was his top pick for the trip, he knows she knows very well why he wanted her, and get to her place just in time to be stuck in traffic on the way out of the city.
The drive to Busan would take about three hours, add another hour to locate and arrive at the mountain resort skirting the city. Big letters announce "Muju Ski Resort", and he's forced to get paid parking first, then taxi both of them up to the hotel upon arrive. He's grumbling to himself by the time they get their room. They were staying at Tirol, a Swiss style hotel with eleven different suite styles. Their's was Four Season suite, featuring a double bed, a sofa bed, a brick stove that was only for decoration, a shower, and a real bathtub.
Once they each had a room key he takes her down the hall and dumps most of the stuff just inside the door, moving through the hall and into the main room, where he flops face down onto the bed, turning his head to smile at her. "We're here."
––〈 에 : HIMCHAN✨ 〉
himchan..
by any chance, could it be that you’ve had one too many drinks?
like WHAT is this.. i mean it’s true but.. it’s WEIRD..
please calm theeself and stop drinking ):<
/sms. i’m not drunk
/sms. i’m just a deep, down to earth mother fucker 😒
/sms. i’m also old,
/sms. do you think i’m old ?
( ✉ → sms ) should i get pizza or chicken wings for dinner?
—- SOURCE : accepting !@cheonu
( sms »전 나연. )
( ↳ ) i should not be the one talking about these things considering i’m always….always on strict diets but, can’t you get both?
( ↳ ) or like a pizza with chicken wings on…
( ↳ ) i once had a pizza with fries on and i think it was one of the best pizzas i’ve ever had.
( ↳ ) ……i’m hungry now.
( ↳ ) is there any chance that you can buy pizza for yourself and chicken wings for me and come by the dorm? i’m batting my eyelashes even though you can’t see it right now. but i am. so just imagine how adorable i look like that.
“well i mean.. i’m no doctor, but i could try to help out with a surgery in which we simply remove your head - or your brain for that matter ( at least what’s left of it.. ). that would definitely cure the headache and all other problems you might have!”
“For some reason I absolutely can’t explain to myself I was hoping you’d just, like, offer me some painkillers or at least get me a glass of water or something.” He huffs quietly, his fingers rubbing constant circles to both his temples in attempt to ease the throbbing pain somehow. “I should have known better. Also, the idea of you even attempting to perform any kind of surgery is actually terrifying. Please stick to politics or whatever it is you’re studying.”
「✘」: What type of person would your muse most likely not feel attracted to at all? What traits (negative ones) would they need to have? Explain.
Daehan does not have ideals when it comes to physical or exterior appearance. It doesn’t matter to him, neither affects his actions towards those people. He is most likely have no interest on people with no religious believes and those who does not pay respect to the elderly, and their family. Daehan is very family oriented, and the conservative kind of man. He really cherish those aspects when it comes to being intimate with someone.
「☯」: It’s obvious that we’re all insecure about something about ourselves. What about your muse? Do they have childhood scars they hate? Birthmarks? Are their skin too pale it makes them uncomfortable? Do they have freckles they hate?
To be honest, Daehan is very insecure about his dimple back when he was younger. Because he is the only kid in his neighborhood who has that prominent feature in his face, he gets always noticed (or teased by bullies) whilst some find him either the weird kid or the cute one. However, as he grows up, he begin to love his self. Another insecurity that he always talk about his his poor eyesight. It always reminds him of failed dreams. He have yet to overcome it.
「✪」: How confident is your muse about themselves, both personality wise and physically? Do they consider themselves a good person, attractive, sexy?
Generally, Daehan is a confident man. He sees his own to have a good personality and he is also physically healthy. He is not a genius nor the best, most talented member in his group but considers himself as above average. He rarely thinks lowly of him as he believes that God made him special and one of a kind. Although not perfect, there are instances that he feels insecure, but gets over it easily.
I woke up early today. As always. I always do. Funny thing is even though I wake up early I don't really go to school early. They say that I am just trying to look cool entering the classroom last.
I beg to disagree. You'll know why....
later! hehe
I lazily stretched my arms up as I sat on my bed, peeking with one eye to look out. It's still a bit dark outside. I don't have to wake up that early but I want to do something today.
I am actually quite nervous about it.
I dragged my feet towards my bathroom and took a quick shower.
'This is going to be a good day~'
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"You're up early again!" Dara Noona exclaimed, she's already preparing the breakfast. But since it's way too early, she has just started and I have to wait a few minutes before she'd be done with it. "I bet you're going to your girlfriend's house and walk with her to school!" She teased.
I just gave her a smirk. One thing that I have learned from Jiyong hyung. I even dyed my hair blond just like his. He's a very cool hyung and I approve of him. He takes care of my noona really well.
Noona's a really good cook. Although there are times that she would act like a chef and be inventive in her cooking which would probably taste a bit off. If that attitude attacks her, I always try to hide, for I am fully aware that she'd ask me to try it.
Poor Ji hyung, he always had to take every experimental food she does for she brings them both lunch bentos. haha.
"Noona, you're so beautiful today!"
She laughed heartily and gave me a suspicious look. "You want something don't you?"
"Err-- how did you know?"
"I just knew your tactics. You always copy what Jiyongie does." she said, pouting.
"Hehe. But would you help me? Please?"
"Sure, beloved nam-dongsaeng. What do you want your beautiful noona to do for you?"
"You see....."
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I left home at half past six in the morning. My school is near and is just a fifteen minute walk from my home. Many students are running to get to school before the bell rings. I should be rushing too but I have to see her.
Her.
Just thinking about her makes my heart thump hard and fast.
My mind wandered at the time I first saw her.
She looks so lost, her head turning from side to side in attempt to find something. She couldn't see it though so her smooth skin formed a frown as she pouted a bit and sighed softly to herself.
I think she's a transfer student. I haven't seen her before. She wears this really huge but cute glasses. Some might find it really geeky on others but on her it just accentuates her adorable looks.
I saw dudes look her way and I threw a glare at them. They didn't see me doing so though for they are busy admiring her.
"Hey, Miss. You're new here, aren't you?" one guy approached her. She looked surprised that someone had actually talked to her. There was a faint blush on her cheeks as she stared at the ground.
"N-neh."
"Where are you headed to?" he asked.
"L-library." was her short answer, eyes still fixed on her shoes.
"I'm actually headed there! Do you want-" the guys started but she's already run off.
I wanted to laugh at the look on the guys face.
'That's what you get! Bleh!'
The net time I saw her was during lunch. A lot of people are trying to talk to her but I can sense that she's really uncomfortable with it.
"What's you're name?" Hara, one of the girls in my class, asked her. She's a really nice girl and it made me smile that she had tried to befriend her. When she blushed a deeper shade of pink, they giggled finding her so adorable.
"Tell us your name..." another prodded.
"You're so cute, be my girl." everyone laughed, but she started shaking slightly. They didn't notice, but I do. I always observe her.
"Hey, stop it already, you guys. Just let her have lunch in peace." I reprimanded.
"Tsk." they were grumbling their displeasure. As Hara passed by, she murmured something that made me blush too.
My eyes darted towards her direction and saw her staring at me then hastily look back down on her food.
sigh. I'd just try to talk to her again some time.
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The funny thing is up till now. I still haven't come up to her and befriend her. And I am quite sure that the simple fascination I have for her has grown to a full blown serious thing. haha. I don't know how to approach her at all. Every day, Hara would help me talk to her.
"What if she doesn't like me, Hara-yah?"
"You're so frustrating sometimes, Doongie. Every day she's waiting at the gates for someone so you should go and try talking to her while she’s there! Ask her to have lunch with you or whatever! Ask her to help you with your homework! If you don’t do that, someone else will take her heart away…"
"But the teacher did not give---"
"Ugh! I give up!" and stomped out of the room just in time as Ji Eun was about to enter the classroom.
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So back at the present time, I see her standing by the gates again. I tried to calm my excited heart, seeing her in her cute specs. I am happy that the one she’s waiting for isn’t there yet. I can talk to her… I can! I know I can! Gaaaahhh. This is doing me no good. I should just go and grab her hand take her somewhere else and tell her how I feel.
There are so many people. I can’t possibly talk to her without getting conscious by their stares.
I continued walking, nearing the gates of the school, past it, towards her.
Her eyes grew round in alarm. As to the reason? I have no idea. Is she afraid of me?
“Hi!” I greeted her, thankful that my voice didn’t crack. I am pretty proud of myself, I can feel that I am handling this situation very well. Hehe.
She looks ‘round about her, as if searching for an invisible person standing near her, before staring blankly back at me.
I copied her and looked around her, too. “Who are you looking for?”
“A-are you talking to m-me?” she stuttered, awwww how cuttteeee ♥
“Yes, I am.” I smiled at her. “Are you waiting for someone?”
“N-no.”
She’s not waiting for someone! ^__^ ♥♥♥
“Then why are you still standing there? Let’s gooo!” I grabbed her hand and lead her in school.
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6:54:45 am.
The girl, with a pigtail hairstyle anxiously looked around with her huge reading glasses stuck up on her face. She was covering her face in a petty attempt of not attract any attention from anyone.
15...
She'd always wait for him there at the other side of the school entrance, waking up early to be there before him.
14...
Everyday, she acts as if she's waiting for someone, probably a friend, but in truth, she just wanted a glimpse of him first thing in the morning.
13...
Lucky charm. Whenever she sees him every morning, her day would always turn out good, not because it magically shoos her bully classmates from making fun of her.
12...
No. It wasn't because of that. That's quite impossible. Those classmates have already decided to make it their daily assignment to taunt her from the moment she steps inside the room until the bell rings, signaling the end of the day's class.
11...
So, it wasn't really what happens whenever she sees him. However, seeing him makes it much easier to endure everything she has to endure all the day long.
10...
Her heart started fluttering inside her chest, as if nothing would ever make it happier to be out of her body and stroll the park just around the corner. A few more seconds and she'll finally see him.
9...
How could a few seconds feel so slow. Isn't it supposed to be fast? When taking an exam you wanted every second of time to come in slow motion just to finish even just one question. But now, a second, it seems, takes forever, taking its time leisurely.
8...
She craned her neck to see if he's already near, must have been hidden behind the horde of students on their way to the school.
7...
She saw his blonde hair amid the dull black hair color of other students. It's him! She mentally squealed. Frantically tried to fix her hair and uniform.
6...
She tried to be invisible, preparing herself before he comes near where she is. She almost wanted to blend in with the red colored bricks behind where she stands.
5...
Well, it doesn't matter anyway. He never sees her whenever he'd arrive at the school gates.
4...
She doesn't need to try very hard to look invisible since she already is, not literally. But in his eyes, she's a part of the wall she was standing by.
3...
She acted as if she's looking the other way…
2...
As she faced the other side, she caught a glimpse of a very pretty girl, with her gentle wave of brown locks. Hara. That's her name. The luckiest girl in the world for capturing his eyes and earning favor in his sight. Wait did she just smiled at her? Nah, that can’t be. Why would she smile at her? That can't be.
1...
Anyway, just as she passed by her, she timely looked at him, only to see him walking towards her direction. Her eyes widen is panic. Why is he walking towards her? Hara already passed by!
He stopped just right in front of her.
Almond eyes locked with black ones.
“Hi!” he says. The girl looks ‘round about her, ‘Is he talking to someone else?’ But when she looked up back at him, he’s staring at her with a bemused expression then looked ‘round about her too. “Who are you looking for?” he asks.
Hearing him talking to her directly again made her answer, putting more blush on her pale cheeks for stuttering. “A-are you talking to m-me?” she asks cautiously.
He smiles brightly. “Yes, I am!” but then he frowned again and looked behind her. “Are you waiting for someone?”
“N-no.” Oh my god, Ji En. Stop putting yourself to shame!
And there goes that heart stopping smile…
“Then why are you still standing there? Let’s gooo!” he shouted like a kid.
Of all the things that he could do, he grabbed her hands sending her heart racing and started walking in the campus.
“Eh, wait!”
Sanghyun stops and turns his head to look at the girl.
“Yes?”
This is something that would only happen in her dreams...
But...
She knows she’s not daydreaming. She knows that after that breath-taking smile breaking out of his face, this is not wishful thinking.
“Hmmm, nothing…”
"Have lunch with me today, neh? My noona cooked too much for me today."
"N-neh?"
"Lunch with me, Ji Eun. Come on, we'll be late!" and started dragging her again.
He's staring at his back again but this time it's different. She feels it is different.
