#genjune

[jaenaz-blog]

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a laugh, loud and boisterous, bursts past chapped lips and june’s head falls back against the chair he’s sitting on. his fingers slide over the glass in his hands, the bottle wet with condensation, and he tightens his grip on it as he shakes his head.  ❛ y’know, ❜ he says,  ❛ it’s not even that weird of a question – i don’t know why you didn’t just answer it the first time. ❜ he takes a sip from the bottle and leans forward, the cool glass resting against his temple.  ❛ i just wanted to know if you’ve kissed your members before. ❜

・ﾟ✧* ♡ she sat there with her arms crossed, a judgmental expression plastered on the girl’s face as she watched him laugh in his spot. more or less distracted by his presence and completely forgetting about what she was doing, though, jaena didn’t mind after the long hours of her eyes stuck onto the computer screen - she was in need of a break. quirking a brow, she couldn’t help but to chuckle as he repeated the question, “dude, i’ve kissed girls on national television. my members are no stranger to kisses.”

[92legacy-blog]

@genjune continued from here

june pauses in the middle of his step and his foot hovers over the slightly damp sidewalk beneath them. the smell of rain still clings to the cement and he pushes his large frames up his nose and he turns back towards him.  ❛ you… what ?? ❜ his eyes widen slightly,  ❛ how did you do that – there’s literally no way you could have messed this up. ❜

                  —♔ He looks over at the other brows furrowed. ❝ Hey! Don’t make me sound stupid! I just don’t remember if I closed the door. If you didn’t lock the door- I probably didn’t lock the door. What if rain gets inside? Ah, we’re fucking dead if rain gets in there. It’ll ruin all the furniture! ❞ He curses under his breath and begins jogging back in the direction of the dorms.

[chqppvr-blog]

" don't freak out — just trust me! " ( welcome to legion!

Legion Welcome@genjune

✷ –“Don’t freak out!?” She was gripping onto him as if her life had depended on it. This had to be the worst idea she had gone along with. Ghost hunting wasn’t her thing and she tried to stay away from things like that but here she was, in an abandoned hospital with this guy. The sound of something falling in a different room had her basically crawling up his back. “I wanna go home!” Casey tugged at his hair, screeching at anything that she thought was moving. “We’re gonna die..this is it..” A sob choked from her throat and she continued to hang onto him while looking around with a crazed look. “What if a killer lives here?? Then what??”