#eajonathan

[eaxrei-blog]

❝IF REMEMBERING ME BECOMES TOO HARD TO BEAR YOU CAN FORGET ME WHENEVER YOU WANT. ❞

– REI & JONATHAN

@eajonathan

[eagwen-blog]

“I need to ask you something”

The Difficult Questions: Accepting !

24. Do you like how you are now in life?

- “I must admit that I am in a better place now in my life compared to how I was a couple of weeks ago but I wouldn’t necessarily say that I like where I am now. The romantic and idealistic part of me still fervently wishes for a happier time in my life; one where I no longer need to nurse a broken heart.” 

[ursotasteless]

Too Comfortable

Her body numb from her events last night, she wakes up from her much needed slumber while sitting up and stretching her naked torso. Feeling the sunlight warm her back from the open window, she smiled to herself feeling quite satisfied until she hears a soft mumble and her head swivels to find the boy from last night was still in her bed.

Although he was still as handsome as before, with his sex hair ruffled and drool slightly on his cheek, as when he was on top of her, sweating beading his brow and his voice low and gruff in her ear. Nonetheless, why hadn’t he had sneaked out after like every other boy before? A sense of deja-vu hit her, it wasn’t just any fuck toy, it was Jonathan. The notorious morning after company that seemed to always be there, it became a habit for the two of them. Although the Goddess had tried to train herself from sleeping with him, it became almost impossible.

He would see her in the halls and give that cheeky smile, and run his hands through his hair and all Ophelia could think was, “I’m going to be pulling that hair tonight.” So here she was, in the vicious cycle of awesome sex, not leaving early, and having to have breakfast together again. Just like every other time, she pulled the blankets off her nude form and made her way to the kitchen to cook eggs and bacon before returning and placing the plate at the foot of the bed before smacking the boy on the head. “Food. Eat, than leave.” she said coldly knowing he wouldn’t get out until he was fed, she took her own plate and turned away from him as she munched away.

Morning afters were too intimate of an affair and she hated them with a burning passion, but her partner...was a bit too fond of this. “We need to stop doing this, you know.” She muttered, looking down at the boy before turning around again.

[eayujin-blog]

“I need to ask you something”

*& 30. If you had to make a choice, would you die for love or would you live without love?

“I’d die for love” she replies in a heartbeat. “Love is what keeps us alive. We’d be lifeless puppets in our mechanical routines without it” she adds.

“And love has gotten me through so much, honestly. It’s really simple and yet, it gives me hope to make life worth living for”

[eayujin-blog]

tell me the tale

Yujin knows she isn’t pretty enough, never a head turner, never the person people would stare at for being too gorgeous-- so, it’s wise to say that she doesn’t feel  pretty with someone staring at her across her table. It’s less creepy of the situation, that Jonathan really isn’t an unfamiliar face.

But it’s still creepy for him to be staring at her for who knows how long. Yujin finally lifts her head up from writing, staring back at him with the same curiosity.

“Something bothering you?” she asks, smile never crooked with unintentional judgement. 

[eaxrei-blog]

role switch ft. @eajonathan​

if someone were to have asked she’d never would have guessed her evening would lead to this: her drunk enough for her vision to play with her coherent thoughts and peppering a few bruises on her knees by knocking against every sharp edge in the room. she’ll surely be seeing black and blue in the morning. rei makes contact with a misplaced coffee table to her shin and decides that it’s time to take a step outside.

at least give her enough time before she stomachs down another can of cheap beer that’s shoved into her hands by locals.

the cool evening breeze that rolls in is enticing, breathing in the summer air with a sigh of relief. her cheeks are dusted with a rosy pink, and despite her efforts she comes to the realization that she can’t even make thirteen steps without finding another drink in her hand. the red head shrugs her shoulders, however, deciding that it was best not to question--or complain--and instead ‘let loose’.

she’s sure she initially intended to try something new during the school’s vacation, but nothing like this. nothing where she’s so inexperienced and left with no one else save for another (most likely drunken) soul that accompanies her on the balcony. it takes her a moment after she pops open the can and takes another drink before she realizes that the person joining her was someone all too familiar.

“jon,” his name drags against her tongue; slurred. “jonny.. shouldn’t you be in your cabin? if you get in trouble i--i can’t save you this time, you know?”