#fcxcell

[fcxhongbin]

Paper everywhere

While Hongbin had been getting use to the school's archaic use of paper and pen, he had found himself carrying three boxes filled with papers and files that he had tasked himself of organizing and also transferring onto digital format. 

"Okay Hongbin you got this." And you also got low self esteem and a criminal record, congratulations. He was now tasked with climbing down the stairs and not bumping into anything or anyone. 

"Goodness gracious, this is difficult." Goddamn school can't afford elevators, the prison had elevators. Contemptly he stepped down the stairs, before he felt one box go falling and another start to slip, and as he tried to save it, he fell instead of the box. 

"Oh crap, shit. Two weeks and you fuck up already." He said with a voice soft and quiet enough for the angels to barely hear him. He wiped away any frustrated tears and started to pick up the papers, and tried not to get in the way of the students. 

[fcxdara-blog]

( sms ) if i don't come back alive ... well i mean i'm going to—but just in case, there's a letter under my pillow for you. ( sms ) yeah ( sms ) shit nvm wrong number.

[ text ] …uh. hi.

[ text ] it’s ok—i’m dara. i mean, in case you were wondering or anything.

[ text ] … is everything ok?

[ text ] pretty heavy shit you’re sending via sms tbh u_u

[fcxdara-blog]

dear future girl/boyfriend,

dear future girl/boyfriend,

you’re going to regret falling for me. 

falling is a great way to explain it, actually. it starts out perfect, but after that it’s a rapid tumble to the bottom until you’re the lowest of the low. you can’t control it, and pretty soon you’re drunk on the idea of love and not actually being in it. 

love does that to people sometimes.

whoever you end up being, there aren’t enough words or ways or stars in the sky that can represent how thankful i’ll be. because even if it doesn’t last that long, you meant something to me.

and i hope to god that you’re happy whether you’re with me or long after you’ve tossed me to the side, because everything that’s ever meant anything to me never stays long enough to be happy.

i hope i can make you happy for a little while.

in advance, i’ll say this:

i’m sorry.

for what? i’m not sure … but i know i’ll slip up at some point. so, in a sense, i’m sorry that you have to deal with me.

maybe that’s what i’m sorry for.

—dara.

[xfcxchanyeol]

movie night out

chanyeol stares intensely at the kernel that were popping into delicious buttery popcorn in the microwave, waiting for the moment for it to finish cooking. it was movie night, a tradition that chanyeol had with a close friend of his. he’d make the popcorn while the other would bring the movie of choice over. it wasn’t any different this time as he waited patiently by the microwave until the beeping sound sang loud and clear. “ow ow ow!” he mumbled to himself as he juggled the hot popcorn in his hand before throwing it onto the bowl that he brought along. “and back to the dorm!” he exclaims lightly with a grin as he looks over to yura who was floating around and glancing at the big bag before them. it wasn’t a  far trip from the dining hall to the dormitories. that is chanyeol ran as fast as his long legs could get him to and eventually after fifteen minutes in the cold, chanyeol managed to make it to his room. “whew cold weather today” he said to no one in particular as he set the popcorn bowl down and fixed his hair in front of the mirror provided by the institute. “i wonder what movie we’re gonna be watching...maybe i should prepare the tissues” he mumbled to himself as he turned around and walked off to the bathroom to grab a clean box of tissue papers. “tissue box. popcorn. fluffy pillow anddd laptop. check” he says with a grin before heading towards his desk to clean up any mess he had. in all honestly, there were few guys around that chanyeol hung out with alot. though the few he does hang out with have a special place in his heart. the one coming over was someone that honestly chanyeol hadn't expected to befriend so easily (maybe it was the first gaze that kind of stopped him for that split second and actually wonder, 'should i befriend him' but then his irrationality of 'just say hi!' took over and voila)  eventually he heard the door knock and immediately looked over “coming!” he called out before shuffling his way to the door and opening it with a grin on his face “got the movie, zitao?”