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DSNEPHEL ANSWERED:
( sms ➠ ugly ♡) NEW PHONE WHO DIS??? ( sms ➠ ugly ♡) i’m banning you from the internet. you are no longer allowed to internet
[ ⇒ kitty ] I’M HURT. [ ⇒ kitty ] i’m sorry maybe this one will work, sorry for staring i thought your face was a work of art
beaut ` n & k
[ dsnephel ]
the studio was a tiny one. the walls were painted black and bare, with only a single spotlight shining down onto a single black box that had been strategically placed in the middle of the room. prior to escorting his talent over to the studio, he had already set up the necessary equipment just so she wouldn’t have to wait.
he had rendered the help of his friend, nephel, in his latest film project, ‘beauty’.
“hey, loosen up a little. you’re nervous, aren’t you?” kieran rubbed her shoulder, feeling a slight tremble. although they had spent quite a bit of time together, they had never been in such a confined space alone before. trying to mask his nervousness as well, he flashed her a bright smile and nodded his head in reassurance. “we’ll try to get this done as quickly as possible so that you can leave at ease. i’ll treat you to a drink after.”
knowing that nephel wasn’t too experienced being in front of cameras, he tried his best to make sure she felt comfortable because that was what he really wanted to capture in his film. although there were tons of other people he could’ve asked to help him out, people who were more experienced and more open to being in front of a camera, but ultimately he had asked nephel instead. maybe it’s due to his own bias, because he thought she was the perfect person for the topic.
a smile crept up his face when he tried to made her feel at ease but talking about random things like art. he knew she loved art, and he knew he loved seeing her eyes light up whenever they talked about the things she liked.
“i’m definitely getting an A for this,” he chuckled, “the teacher wanted a single form of beauty, but i’ve got everything right here.”
“Can you keep a secret?”
it wasn’t rare of nephel to share her secrets with him, especially during the times where they got closer over one of his film projects, but she hadn’t ever explicitly told him that she wanted him to keep a secret.
putting his equipment aside, he plopped down on the empty space beside her. he was aching to know what secret she had to share, and he wanted to know everything about her. kieran waited patiently with his hands placed awkwardly on his thighs. he’d usually sling an arm around her shoulders, but the situation seemed slightly tense.
“yeah, i can,” kieran nodded, turning to stare at her side profile, “but do you trust me?”
“Are you high? What the hell are you on about?”
dsnephel
prone to sleep-talking, his family doctor said. what could he do? his mother held the title of the beauty of sleep, he could only inherit so much, huh? the male comatose beauty lolls himself back into his wake state and is faced with a familiar pretty visage. of course it’s a girl to be embarrassed in front of.
doesn’t take a genius to put one and one together to know what happened.
the gawk in her words and astonishment in her eyes give it away.
“what did i s-say?” he doesn’t know how to communicate with the other specimen of the homosapien race. afraid that he’ll slip something damaging between his lips and exposed into the public air. he’ll never get it back. “d-did i offend you?”
be at ease boy. “i-i didn’t mean it.” he sighs, having to apologise every time his uncontrollable condition creeps up on him seems to become a normalcy in this school. “i’m sorry.”
“Keep looking at me like that and we won’t make it to the bed.”
dsnephel
“now, now sweet nephel, no need to be so mean.” he plays coy, the prince of charms (of course) tries to charm his way into the young beauty pants-- but who needs to know am i right? chin resting on his palm, elbows propped on the table-- tick your head to the side.
you look real cute leo. (but he knows that).
“but you like the way i look at you, don’t you?” the prince can put real money onto that very fact.
he bets she likes the way he stares her neck and collarbones. he likes the sight anyways.
“don’t lie to a handsome prince, you’ll hurt his heart.”
smooch 101 &nephel
dsnephel
[#smooch101] [@ leopold] [START!-]
after loitering around his own club stall, (which he was supposed to be manning for an hour, apparently) leo was finally released, after a ‘strenuous’ hour of plastering his charming smile and ‘faking it to make it’ (as they say) -- but then again, when is his plastic charming smile not plastered on?
after a few good quality jabs towards fellwo peers sedate his need for attention and ruckus for the day left him with nothing to do in this godforsaken carnival of saccharine advertising and uncontrollable anarchy of first years.
leo can’t help but let out a sneer as a batch of first years skirted past him. what intolerable beings.
as his eyes follow the flock of virus children he caught sight of a very pretty, very fit, very familiar girl manning a stall.
art club. you know what that means? nude drawings!
long legs, wide strides. charming grin on again and his posture princely and perfect. oh how pristine and handsome he looked.
“well isn’t it the girl i’ve been looking for? long time no see nephel.” in fact, the last time he’d seen her was in his room, doing what well, can’t let the juicy details out yet. “missed you in my room.” leo continues, grin and using his flirtatious raspy register.
