#galaxyxkai

[kwcnmina]

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*insert shooting star symbol here* ; My muse is lost, luckily there is cellphone reception- does my muse dare to call yours for help?

She closed her eyes, long lashes caressing the soft skin of her face as she pursed  her lips into a tight line. She was definitely inconceivably, positively, lost. She didn’t know where she was. If she were to be honest to herself – which would never happen – she’d say she didn’t even know how she’d get here in the first place. She took the wrong bus, tried to find her way back, took several more buses and finally a train, which had been said to be able to take her straight home.But it didn’t.And she’s standing here in an empty station. She stared at the phone in her hand, the signal strong yet her confidence in relying on herself was so low, it might as well be six feet under. Heaving a great big sigh, she closed her eyes again, her shoulders slumping in resignation. Guess she had no other choice.The younger male had told her to call whenever she needed help. She never did, not even a text. But everything had its beginning, and so, she pressed the button.“Hey….Yeah, listen, I’m kind of lost…”

[galaxyxjhoon]

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✈ Our muses are on a plane together, by accident or choice. This is what happens.

Junghoon doesn’t like flying. Heights is something he can never get used to and the fear of falling down any minute creeps him out. It is weird but he needs to have the control to look outside so he can see what happens. It doesn’t make any sense really. You would think one being scared of heights and falling down wouldn’t want to sit at the window because the view only would scare them. Junghoon however needs to sit at the window so he can look outside and keep an eye on everything that’s going on. He pouts when he sees Jongin sitting at the window seat.“Hey Jongin~” he awkwardly blushes, rubbing the back of his neck trying to figure out how he can see this without sounding like a coward. “Can we.. maybe, switch seats?” Looking at the boy in front of him with big pleading eyes, he just hopes he’s going to say yes and doesn’t ask any questions. But maybe he owes the boy a little bit of explanation. “It’s like car sickness, but then with planes..?” Junghoon mumbles, ashamed of his fear. He has his fingers crossed Jongin would do him this favor - if he doesn’t Junghoon will go nuts.