#criiedwclf

[yuseongu-a]

               there's a small, red box tucked away in hajoon's bag. he's been carrying it around with him everywhere, not that he knows why. he'd been planning on giving it to braylin as a graduation gift, but the social worker's gotten impatient and decided, in the spur of the moment, to give it to him sooner. he's just waiting for the perfect time. ❝ did you decide what you're going to do once you've officially finished school yet? ❞ he asks, before practically inhaling a mouthful of noodles. sue him, he's hungry and the japchae in front of him hits just the right spot. ❝ not that i'm trying to pressure you or anything. i don't want you to leave seoul just for me, if it's where you want to stay. ❞

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[gccdheavcns-a]

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               sehun wasn’t SOBER to say the least. making a concious decision was not on the to-do list. so when he started drink, he did not STOP until he was seeing double. with the filter of his last cigarette in between his lips, he lights it lazily. he was a mess, doing nothing at all but the empty bottle of spirits and the now crumpled box of cigarettes on the ground, he hardly notices the footsteps behind him. 

[criticalbeavty-a]

@criiedwclf​

“ are you seriously gonna throw this away? do you have any clue how much plastic ends up in the oceans? put it in the fucking recycling bin . ”

[burnsidcd-a]

@criiedwclf ( x )

  robin can’t help but smile and avert his eyes, the other’s gaze too intense to hold. this isn’t his scene at all. his older friends had dragged him along, only to dump him at the bar the second they arrived. too awkward to watch the dancers, he’d been fine with that. not that he objected to haru’s company, either. “ i uh- i’m robin. this is my um, my first time here so-” robin takes an awkward sip of his own drink- something his friend had ordered him to calm his nerves- and risks a glance at the other while he’s looking away.

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                                    “ i don’t know about YOU, honey... but there are a THOUSAND more important things we could be doing than sitting around like we’ve got a TARGET painted on our back. ” he was joking, MOSTLY. but harvey couldn't help be the slightest bit BORED just lounging around. he needed to do SOMETHING to keep him energised. he groans LOUDLY and it’s very clearly exaggerated to get some attention, his cheek resting on the other’s shoulders. “ you should ENTERTAIN me. or !! we could go do something nice !! i’m starving... ” he pouts, an arm curls around their waist and a leg drapes over their lap. 

                                    “ pay ATTENTION to me... ”

[criticalbeavty-a]

@criiedwclf { sc }

          “ so, be honest, how-how dumb do i look ? ” robin stands in front of the other, sporting his brand new uniform. he had been nervous when it was ordered that it might be too big, but the pants are actually just on the tight side- fitting him in a way he’s certain the other enjoys, but not in a way that’s conducive to fighting crime. the shirt fits slightly better- it’s a little loose in the arms but it’s nothing a few more weeks of working out won’t fix. “ i know- me, a cop, right? i-it feels like i’m wearing a-a costume or something . ”

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           “ aish ___ will you please eat? i have too much here anyways, you’re not going to grow any taller without some help. here, take some. ” ( big talk for him to mention about height ). sehun waved his hand around the containers of food, the other had maybe been staring but in fairness, he knew when he was ordering he should order more just in case. and he was right.

[burnsidcd-a]

 @criiedwclf​ { from x }

                      R O B I N THINKS it over for a moment, letting hoseok’s words really settle down. does he think he can trust him ? does it matter ? after a moment, robin sighs. ‘ i think... i think it doesn’t matter . ’ he sighs again and pushes a hand through his hair, trying to not let himself get overwhelmed by this. ‘ i think that... i want to trust you, but i- but i know that’s not a good idea. right, hoseok? i shouldn’t trust you ‘cause you’ll hurt me, right ? ’