✿ five times my muse almost texted yours, and the one time they did.
She missed him, dearly, but what was new? The phone screen illuminated her soft features and a sigh rattled her chest, but he was surely busy. The escort abandoned the thought for now.
New shows, new dress and new fur but no one to gleam and shine to. Lips pursed when looking to the number of her dearest friend; no no, he wouldn’t care.
She was lonely, wanted some company - her thumb hovered over the send button but ultimately hesitated and the phone was tossed aside with a loud groan.
Time crawled on, he still hadn’t been in contact and her heart ached dearly for the precious little thing. Yet her hand still wouldn’t send the text.
Sira had begun to fade in her head and legs kicked on her bedsheets, should she text him? ...... he could be busy.... or perhaps didn’t want to see her...
She’d had enough, the phone was grabbed and she announced her arrival whether or not he would like it. Her purse was grabbed and the escort stormed out the door.
★ five times my muse though yours looked breath-taking, and the one time they voice it.
He had fallen asleep on her sofa, and she had returned to wake him for dinner; a tousled youth with sleepy fox-like eyes blinked at her and Jessica nearly had her breath hitched.
They were returning from an outdoor jazz festival Jessica insisted on seeing, having dragged Kibum along - turning back to double check where they parked, she caught the sight of his skin kissed with a sheen of light sweat from the last remaining autumn heat.
He smiled in the midst of a comment she had mentioned and it was just the sweetest thing to witness.
Drunk - they stumbled home, she fought with the four latches on her door and ended up tripped in the door in a heap of giggles. Kibum followed with the collar of his shirt askew, but the ruffled look was something gorgeous to her eye.
Over a pot of coffee, he was holding the mug between two palms whilst a thick sweater bunched on his wrists. Quite the aesthetic.
They were laughing, breathless and holding each other for relief. Jessica managed to catch his sight and out of nowhere, murmured. “Oh darling - you’ve a precious laughing face.”
✿ five times my muse almost texted yours, and the one time they did.
There was a new boba tea store opening and the thought occurred to her that she should tell Amber; but suddenly, she felt a bit awkward doing so. The text was never sent.
There was a spare ticket in her hand for a new zoo just a ways out of town, but Jessica was suddenly sure Amber wouldn’t be available. Her phone screen was locked again.
Rain was splattering on the window and she was just having an awful day, really needed a certain kind of company. But her sadness got the better of her and her thumb left the screen.
Staring at Amber’s number, she wanted to try and strike up conversation. But no, that’d be too weird for her, right? She’d get laughed at. Jessica deleted the draft.
She’d made too much food, knew how Amber complained how starving she was the whole time. But it was late, the youth had work. She never even got around to unlocking her phone.
The day had arrived for a certain someone to be released from prison, and her anxiety was getting the better of her. She remembered the promise Amber had made to her and a text was quickly sent--- {sms} Can I see you today?
☠ five times my muse thought about hitting yours, and the one time they did.
He was smirking at her again, there was a high-heel close at hand but she knew he’d be able to duck.
She was tying back her hair and from the corner of her eye and at the slight catch of her ear, she saw him bow his head and snicker at her. Jessica wanted to strangle him.
He was nudging her shoulder quite firmly, which was knocking her off balance every second or so - she was getting annoyed by his insistent bullying.
They were out for dinner, the waiters had left the bowls of hot lemon water for them to rinse their fingertips but she suddenly felt droplets splatter onto her cheek. The escort wanted to dump the bowl in his lap.
He was making faces behind her back, she saw in the window.
He tried to mimic her voice and her hand was quick to fly out and smack his head upside.
✿ five times my muse almost texted yours, and the one time they did.
Late night @ home, she was feeling lonely. Had the text ready, but deleted it last second.
She was passing through town and saw a shirt he might’ve liked, was going to text him but felt bothersome.
Drunk - emotional and sad. Bad news had been delivered, she wanted him. The text didn’t even finish being written before she deleted it.
Was alone and restless, wanted him to go out with her but didn’t get past looking at his number on her phone.
Early morning, she had a cancellation from a client but wanted to go for breakfast. She almost pressed send.
For a dinner plan - she wanted to eat out and after gathering some courage, the text was sent.
five time my muse thought about kissing yours, and the one time they did.
They were getting closer but still new friends. He smiled at her and she wondered what kissing him would be like.
She had a bad night with a client and was over at his in tears, he rubbed her back and dried her cheeks. Jessica wanted to lean closer.
They were out shopping (again) and were leaning by a fence in the park, she found herself staring at his mouth.
Minwoo had fallen asleep on her sofa, Jessica was softly watching him and wondered if she could get away with stealing a peck. She never did try in the end.
They’d had some wine, were slow dancing in her living room and Jessica found herself longing to sink on his mouth. But his phone rang and ruined the moment.
In the midst of the rain, he surely remembers, standing close and alone. Their first kiss was shared.
★ five times my muse though yours looked breath-taking, and the one time they voice it.
He was striding around the room on a phone call, Jessica wouldn’t take her eyes from him.
He passed across some chocolate to her but had a swipe against his cheek. Even then, she was caught staring.
He smiled when she confessed feeling lonely without him.
A little ways into their relationship, he was still half-snoozing but the morning light hit him just right.
Another early morning, with tousled hair and sleepy eyes, her heart swelled.
He was resting, flicking through a book and Jessica was sat between his thighs. “You’re so gorgeous.” She heard herself say.
▼ five times my muse has caught yours getting off, and the one time they help out.
She arrived without warning, wanting to surprise him but hadn’t knocked on the bedroom door. A yelp of surprise and she quickly slammed it shut to hide outside.
He was taking a shower in the bathroom, had left the door ajar somewhat and when she was leaving her bedroom after putting her hairbrush away, she saw him breathless and flushed in the gap.
Home early, hadn’t text ahead; stepped into the living room to a flustered Minwoo trying to shut down his laptop, and also pull up his pants
She told him she was going for a nap in bed, but upon waking for some water, she would walk in on the sight of Minwoo on the sofa with a hand down his pants.
In the car of all places, but she doesn’t think he saw her passing by the secluded parking lot.
The bed sheets were rustling and gently rouses her from sleep, she heard a deep intake a breath and soon her painted nails replaced his gripping hand - a kiss to his shoulder.
☪ five times our muses almost hold hands, and the one time they do.
She asked him to pass her purse, hands brush and his were warm.
Walking side by side, accidentally she touches his palm but wishes it had gone further.
Watching a movie together, she had been tucked up on the cushions. His palm was laying there.
Walking through a slippery paved passage, she nearly lost her balance several times but regained it before he could properly help.
In a thick crowd, she was trying to keep up with him; almost reached out to take his hand.
Driving together, him behind the wheel and her fingers crept between the resting palm on his thigh, giving a gentle squeeze.
☁ five times my muse has thought about yours, and the one time they do something about it.
After their first meeting at the airport, he was in her head.
She was baking whilst stressed, but had pictured him stepping through her front door.
Tasting a new street snack, she wanted to share.
Her dad called and jokingly asked if she had someone she liked.
She bought new shoes but had no one to show them to, nor the one person she really wanted to show them to.
A new aquarium opened and she called him straightaway to make a date of it.
sorry----- the number you have dialed cannot be reached at this moment
please try a g a i n or leave a message after the beep;
Heavy breath; she sounds almost upset. Perhaps a little teary------ “Bella,...
I--.. I don’t know... how to say this. I don’t know--- if you....
this is stupid... I’ve been thinking a lot, about us, about what we are and what we do. I can’t get it out of my head, you see.. It feels awful to say this over the phone;;;;;; but I don’t think I’d have the courage to say it any other way---- I think.... I like you. Like you--darling, you see?
Stupid.-- This is so stupid--- Ignore this message... Goodbye.”
You’re all out to get me by asking for a letter encompassing all three of you together - honestly, how am I meant to keep this a reasonable length without my words transgressing into something of a book. Cruel, all three of you.
But I’m a smart lady, and I’ve figured out how to get my message across cleanly.
Jayden;
You little shit. I could honestly beat you up half the time for what you manage to pull on me almost all of the time - but I owe you something of the biggest thanks for trying to help me get on my feet with the fashion side of my interests. I know you mean well, which is why I haven’t crucified you yet. I also owe you thanks for introducing me to your family, giving me an environment to relax and grow upon.
Jaelyn;
You’re taleneted, you know you are; and I know you’re going to go far in life with yourself. When I see you, I see a true artist and someone who’s unafraid to dig deep within themselves. You’ve also given me a shoulder when I needed it and you always know that my door is open whenever the need arises, I could never turn you away.
Jacelyn;
A true shopping partner if I’ve ever had one and someone I’d never have any trouble in sharing a bottle of wine with - I know your insecurities from far but I can assure you that you’ve nothing to be afraid of. You’re doing just fine and building a legacy behind yourself, so keep chasing the dream, love. Whenever you need support, you know you have me.
