#chsub

[heybiiblee-blog]

“I want to know who I’m looking at.” / Welcome to IE!

“Who? His name is boy and he is my cat. Why do I have him on a leash? Because I wanted to try walking him. He doesn’t like it much since he has been screaming since we set foot outside but he won’t die.” She raised her shoulders shrugging a bit before kneeling down beside the russian blue who let her know her feelings by fussing louder than he had to. “Why?” 

@chsub

[yeenu]

@chsub !: Yeeun-ah! Shouldn’t we be past the stage of you only calling me sunbae, by now? I mean, I’ve even taught you how to succeed on varietyshows! Ayyyy... i know and i'm thankful for that– but you remember i also got called out for being rude that time? ('wrinkles nose) what's it worth for me to call you 'oppa' though? a free meal? ('grins)

[koreanyezius]

“You’re a diabolical little pyro, aren’t you?” / Welcome to IE!

Yezi laughed at his statement, shaking her head simultaneously. 

“My disses aren’t that harsh, are they? You should hear other underground rappers go off, I am nothing close. Now they would be the diabolical pyros.”

[sujiroll]

“Time to die.” / Welcome to IE!

“Now, now, don’t be so dramatic. I’ll get us out of this...!” Though attempting to come off as calm and collected as she possibly could, it was obvious that the dark road ahead of her and the lack of service on their phones was going to put them in a rather - unfortunate trip. With a sigh and her shoulders attempting to relax to ease them of their tense nature, his constant remarks cause her to playfully snap back at him; groaning because of their trip that seemed to get them nowhere. Her fingers were curled tightly around the wheel as if that was going to help in getting her to her destination quicker. At this point she would even be willing to pull over and find a place to rest, but even that wasn’t happening as no sign of a store or road side hostel came into view. “Good thing I filled up on gas though right? Don’t worry oppa, I’m sure something will pop up. Rest your head, put your seat back, Bae Suji will take you home before you know it.”

[baddestrin]

@chsub​

Changsub’s hands were already busy with arranging the go-stop cards properly into one stack again, thinking that he had won the entire thing and (for once) wouldn’t have to pay for the food. His hands froze at her suggestion, and the distress in his expression when he looked towards the girl was more insincere than otherwise, but the brief hint of childish protest in his voice proved genuine. “Just because I only learned how to play an hour ago doesn’t mean it was beginner’s luck! Maybe I’m just really skilled at go-stop, I must be, right?” He concludes with a grin, shaking his head briefly as he does so. “Nope, no more rounds. Not unless the loser also buys dessert, now.”

Chaerin let out a loud sigh, her arms crossing. A sore loser. “I was supposed to be teaching you this round and you still beat me. How is that even possible?” Giving him a side eye she pointed a finger at him. “Changsub, you’re not playing me are you?” Whatever face of suspicion she was trying to hold fell apart into a laugh. “Nooo, no. I’ll just get the dinner, I don’t need to be beat twice by the new master of go-stop.” She stood, already picking up her phone. “What do you want to eat? I can order whatever it is right now.” With a thought she cast him a half glare, all the squinting but none of the venom of a normal one. “I’m only doing this because we have the same birthday you know. And we’re both Lees. We’re basically twins, you just happen to be good at card games, hmmph.”

[dahyon]

“Oh. Was I not supposed to say anything?” / Welcome to IE!

ㅡ ☆.。.:*・° to: @chsub ;

“…well, kind of…” she whispered after she hushes him. “i mean… you know how the ghosts have these supernatural senses…” she pretends to look around then returns to look at him. “Shh… they might hear us!” She covers her mouth, trying her best to contain her laughter.

[ssevng]

“What am I doing? I’m training for the Olympics, you?” / Welcome to IE!

“Changsub—” Her hair fell all to her right side as Wendy tilted her head. “Olympics of what? Sitting alone—?” 

[yienetic]

@chsub:

Changsub’s face boyishly wrinkled into one showing clear disgust at what his imagination came up with for weird texture. He dismissively shook his head afterwards and ran a hand through his hair, as if to rid himself of the thoughts. “They probably just made it weird…they can’t make soup the same way all the time, right?” With a brief pucker of his lips he took a glance at the pot on the stove and the ingredients laid out on his dorm’s kitchen counter, and lastly to the younger. “This might be too late to say but we could have just ordered Chinese instead of trying to make the food ourselves…not that I won’t try, just…you know.”  

█ ▌「 ӎ ☄ 」  It was in that brief moment that Mark felt as if time had stopped, pausing in his ministrations as he  s l o w l y  turns his head to face the other; eyes serious before he dramatically raises a hand to his chest. “ Dude... We could have done that from the  VERY  beginning— “ He exclaims, face falling as the craving for Chinese food suddenly makes its way back into the blond’s mind. If there was a food Mark often craved, it was always Chinese food. Something enticing about fried rice and chow mein,  ESPECIALLY  the chicken wings. Man, that was the life. “ I’ve been craving that for weeks ! “ That was partly a lie. He craved it  n e a r l y  every week.