#enxjongdae

[erosnyxrp]

enxjongdae replied to your post:enxtaeyeon replied to your post:enxshixun replied...

you better talk to me about it first

Well duh, I wouldn't just toss it in without telling you.

[erosnyxrp]

enxjongdae replied to your post:enxjongdae replied to your post:I’m side-eyeing...

I WAS ALLOWED TO DO IT BEFORE THO

OMF-- I S T G

eroszyx@..... WAIT.... {'sends you a messaji.}

[seraxpyr]

enxjongdae replied to your post:enxjongdae replied to your post:The amount of...

[‘shares a cupcake with you]

{/ Giggles} That's so nice of you!

[seraxpyr]

enxjongdae replied to your post:The amount of Jongin on my dash make me...

I feel you on that-

At least I'm not the only one. {/ Shares my cookies with you}

[penandinkxbaekhyun]

"Well I guess we're right under the mistletoe!"

Baekhyun raises an eyebrow at Jongdae and then slowly looks above them.  “Well look at that,” he drawls, unimpressed.  “It seems we really are.  I’m definitely not accusing you of planting that there intentionally at all.”  His voice is dry while he pins his coworker with a blank stare. 

He’d totally planned this, for sure.  The manager had tugged him towards the office, saying that they “really, absolutely needed to discuss some work related things right now” and then had stopped short in the doorway with a shit-eating grin on his face and chirped out that charming line.  From the way Jongdae’s eyes were dancing with mirth and how much he generally seemed pleased with himself, this had most definitely been a set up.

"All right."  Baekhyun heaves a long-suffering sigh.  "Let’s just get it over with, then.

[seraxpyr]

Red String of Fate

Our muses are destined to be a murderous team

Jinri smiled at Jongdae, leaning against him a little, sitting on the bench like nothing happened a couple of minutes ago. It was a bit past midnight and they were on what he called 'the daily night walk', which was formal for 'I'm in the mood to do that'. In fact, it would usually scare Jinri every time he'd ask for that because, like it or not, she promised to help him and be by his side.

He smiled, before pulling her to get up slowly, walking down the street with steady, regular steps. A couple of meters behind them, there was the dead corpse of a cat, a black with green eyes cat, that melt heart a couple of days ago.

He despised cats and said he didn't recognize it as he killed it with the lace of his shoe. She has always believed him. She always did, always will. He had this way of talk things out, making people see him as an actually innocent soul.

[optosjinki]

I just want to cuddle.

“I just want to cuddle.”

Jinki purses his lips, a frown settling between his brows. He didn’t mean to eavesdrop, he really didn’t, but walls are thin and his ears pick up things he doesn’t always want them to. So when he hears the words, muffled by the corridor wall between him and their source, he stops and thinks maybe he heard something he wasn’t supposed to, deciding that yes, he should be walking away.

However, there’s always his curiosity, so nagging and easy to give in to, so dangerous on occasion. He sucks quickly on the inner part of his lip and takes two, three steps back and ventures into the room, looking around. It seems to be a lounge of some kind, which would not be surprising. From what he’d seen, the company he currently works for doesn’t seem to focus on practical rooms, displaying a taste for creating a rather welcoming environment — Jinki thinks it’s nice.

He easily spots a fellow male inside, and he stops on his tracks. Unless he’s not hearing things, only the man could have been the one speaking seconds ago. Or he could be hearing things, that’s always a possibility with Jinki.

"Oh, hey," he greets with a half smile, not sure if he should pretend he’d walked in by accident. It is common work space, after all; he’s not precisely wrong to be there. “Am I interrupting?”

[enxkai]

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