#ft. 247elijah

[247sooyoung]

same ending

continued from here with @247elijah

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“i didn’t tell you right away because you were gone when it happened and i regret it- god I regret it…” he stumbles over his words, rubbing the back of his neck. “and i want to fix it! j-just tell me how to fix it-”

Sooyoung is just so tired of everything. She honestly just wants to fly somewhere abroad, somewhere far away where she cannot be reached by phone and she can just forget about her life for a while. Of course, she knows that’s not possible, but hope is the last thing you loose, right?

She lets out a mirthless chuckle at his excuses, letting her back slump against the armchair she’s sitting in, defeat very obvious in her stance. After Hoseok’s revelation, her first feeling had been anger, but soon after disappointment had taken control of herself. It’s always the same story, over and over, and she thinks for a moment that maybe she looked the wrong way at someone and they put a curse on her. Or maybe there’s someone with a voodoo doll somewhere making magic to make sure Sooyoung suffers. 

“There’s nothing to fix, Elijah.” She says with a deep sigh, hands coming up to rub tiredly at her temples. “It’s done, I’m done.” She starts, and suddenly there’s words spilling from her mouth that she hasn’t even thought through. “I’m just- I’m so tired of everything, of being hurt, of people constantly forgetting I even exist, of everyone doing things without taking even a minute to think about others.” A dry laugh interrupts her speech. “And people say I’m the selfish one.” She ends, letting her head rest against the back of the chair for a moment before she looks back at Elijah with just a hint of wetness in her eyes. 

[not247sehun-blog]

"You were there for me when no on else was."

gossip girl inspired sentence starters { – currently not accepting – }

c. 2010

He walks down the hallway with hands in his pockets, head hanging down and not really looking where he’s going. He doesn’t need to, though, people just move away to let him walk by, because he is Oh Sehun and in this school that name means royalty. Or at least it was until a few weeks ago, he realizes as someone steps in front of him. It’s one of the guys from the basketball team and, even though Sehun is tall, this boy is taller and towers over him. He can easily tell that the other is not exactly pleased at the sight of Sehun, but he looks up at him with impassive eyes and says nothing. A crowd starts to gather around as soon as the other guy pushes him and Sehun stumbles backwards slightly, caught off-guard. He doesn’t retaliate though, because he’s not looking for a fight. He’s not looking for a black eye, either, but if he has to choose he’d rather deal with bruises than being sent to the principal’s office. As the other charges for a second attack, someone else steps in front of Sehun and makes the giant stop. Looking at both Sehun and his saviour with what looks like disgust, the bully probably decides it’s not worth it and just leaves, causing the audience to leave as well. 

“You didn’t need to do that.” Sehun says as soon as they’re alone, cheeks flaring up as he ruffles his own hair, trying to avoid looking at Elijah. When the other replies, Sehun can’t keep a smile from spreading over his face and he nods. “Yeah, well, I was just being a decent human being.” He says with a chuckle. He still doesn’t understand how, with so many eyes on him constantly, people didn’t see his gayness coming. “Thanks, anyway.” He adds as an afterthought, a bashful smile accompanying his words. 

[not247sehun-blog]

sigh no more

ft. @247elijah 

Sehun’s life was perfect no more. Away had gone his money, and nice clothes, and most of his friends and finally his home. He was so grateful that his mother had had pity on him and paid a hotel suite for him to stay at. But still, that was all he had, really. He could no longer use his credit cards, or sign cheques, or do anything that he used to do, except maybe paint, and he definitely wasn’t in the mood for that. 

As he walked down the school corridors, his head was bowed, eyes set on the floor, very unlike his previous nonchalant and sometimes almost arrogant attitude. Nowadays, he preferred to make himself look as small as possible, and he wished for the power of invisibility constantly. Being one of the popular ones wasn’t such a good thing when your whole world came crashing down for everyone to see. 

Trying to somehow rid his mind of negative thoughts, although impossible, Sehun walked quickly to reach his destination as soon as possible. He was looking for one of his classmates, a boy he hoped had the answers to all of his problems. Well, maybe not all, but at least a few of them. He hoped to find him in the drama club, where he had found out the other boy spent a lot of his time. 

It didn’t take Sehun long to arrive at the practice classroom and, peeking inside, he was glad to see the other there. With quiet steps and an unsure smile, he made his way to him. “Hey. Elijah, right?” he said, the foreign name feeling strange on his tongue. It might have been the first time he had ever said it, actually. 

[247sooyoung]

lean on

ft. @247elijah 

Sooyoung walked away from the scenario where they were rehearsing their play, a small smile stretched over her lips. Drama practice always managed to put her in a good mood, no matter what happened in her life. Another discussion with Wonho, a new rumour spread by Gossip Girl or any other kind of disturbance: there was nothing a little bit of drama practice couldn’t deal with. As she made her way to the back of the room, where all their backpacks were haphazardly thrown, her phone started vibrating with a call in her pocket and, the moment she saw the contact on it, the smile disappeared from her face. 

Her father was on the other end of the line, asking her to please tell her mother she wouldn’t be making it to dinner today either. Sooyoung could also hear the sounds of glasses clinking and feminine laughter in the background, but she didn’t say anything. Not after all this time. As soon as she assured her father she would rely the message to her mother, he hung up, without even a hurried ‘i love you’ or ‘take care’. There went the good mood from drama practice. 

As she looked around, she realized most of her classmates had already left, and only a couple of them seemed to be lingering around. It was pretty late after all. Not really feeling like going home, Sooyoung just sat next to where her backpack was and took out the script from their play. She tried reading it, but it was like trying to read German and not a single word seemed to be registering in her brain, instead the mental image of her father surrounded by women who weren’t her mother blasting like a constant reminder of what an asshole her father was. She didn’t know why it still affected her so much, she had accepted that her father was a cheating bastard and that was that, but it seemed maybe she hadn’t totally come to terms with it just yet. 

Before she realized it, tears were streaming down her face, and little sobs were making her chest jump slightly. She tried to stop the crying, pressing the heels of her hands to her eyes and muttering to herself to ‘stop. stop crying’, but it was all futile, water just kept spilling from her eyes.