#dxks

[leexsun-blog]

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{ ♔ —Minsun rolled her eyes playfully at the male’s remark, glaring at him soon after. ❝You know what I meant, don’t judge me.❞ She chuckled, looking up at the clear sky. Minsun loved to talk but she also loved to appreciate silence.  ❝I’m sure you’re itching to talk.❞

[igniso]

@dxks

When the first rays of the sun peek through the blinds of the livingroom window. The rays hit Christo’s sleeping face, causing him to slowly rouse from his uneasy slumber. Yawning, he sits up, back leaning against the arm rest of the couch and rubs the last of sleep from his eyes before he gets up. 

He rummages through his bag, and pulls a clean shirt from the mess of hastily gathered clothes. He doesn’t need his extra sensitive nose to tell him that even this shirt wasn’t exactly fresh but it’s all he has at the moment, so he stuffs the rest of his clothes back into the bag. It’s not like having dirty clothes was a problem, he could simply return home (he’d been staying at a friends for the past few days.) throw a load in the washer, and get out before his father had time to notice his presence and unleash his wrath. As he’s thinking of all the possible ways to break into his own house without getting caught Christo’s phone chimes, and he takes it out of a side pocket of the bag. 

[ SMS 9.:52 AM | Kade ] Don’t come home. 

He turns off the phone. Or he could just go to the laundromat that’s located on the corner. 

Once he’s inside the laundromat he doesn’t waste time to look around, instead he immediately finds an unoccupied washer before turning his bag upside down to dump all of its contents inside. He tosses the bag in too after he adds a little detergent, then shuts the door of the washer and adjusts the settings. “One... two....three...” he mutters, counting out the coins in the palm of his hand. He pauses counting, letting his gaze shift from his palm to the guy nearest to him, and asks, “Hey, do you have any extra change for the machine? I’m a few coins short.” 

[cseol-blog]

`& @dxks

Busan has never been more different than she remembered. The trip she had taken alone gifted her with solitude and all the energy that she needed to restore in order to go back to the quite busy city of Incheon. With her luggage all packed, she headed for the train station -- missing her pet cat more than anything. Everything was set to succeed, a smooth, comforting trip back to her tiny apartment which has always been enough for a tall lady like her. 

The train ride didn’t take too long until she was at Incheon, grabbing the luggage as well as her purse as she was more ready to go, her stomach growling and her legs shivering from the cold that had welcomed her home. Taking a few minute walk to the ramen restaurant near the station, she looked into her luggage, only to look at the zipper in terror. A lock -- her lock was nowhere near the looks of what her brown eyes were looking at right at the moment. 

Name tag, name tag, name tag. She whispered to herself as she hurriedly look for any kinds of information that she could use to contact the real owner of the luggage. As soon as she find the contact number, she dialled the number with no hesitation. “Hello? Do you have my bag?”

[feleste]

(` howls like a puppy. )

Are you-- are you okay-- (/ stares at the other with an awkward smile, reaching out to pet his head. )

[caelestvs-blog]

    ❛ I have no idea what you’re talking about, @dxks. I’m gonna eat another burger because I’m fucking starving. ❜ It had been a while since he had been eating fast food, and it didn’t seem to satisfy him like the other expensive foods he ate. Mostly because the fast food tasted better and it had been so long. Actually, he had no excuse -- he just wanted to eat. ❛ You gotta pay for it, too-- ❜