#ghnayeon

[ghbaekhyun-blog]

— who needs a real mom when;

@ghnayeon

“okay where’s the catch?”, he asks, a hint of suspicion laced into his voice as he continues to comfortably walk next to the girl, easily keeping up with her a lot smaller steps.

he stuffs his hands into the front pocket of his hoodie while cursing silently at himself for not taking a jacket with him; the nights are getting colder and baekhyun already feels like he’s freezing in only the plush fabric of the hoodie. but nayeon kind of overwhelmed him with suddenly dropping by his apartment and forcing him to go outside with her, not even telling him what she’s planning to do.

“you know”, baekhyun continues, trying to bite back the heavy sigh that tries to slip past his lips, “i don’t have that much time. what do you want?” he has to work in a couple of hours, has to get ready before that – and that means spending an hour in front of the mirror to put on tons of heavy makeup, to make his eyes, his smile, his everything more appealing.

he’s just really not in the mood to go somewhere before that.

but nayeon just keeps this mysterious act up with her lips staying sealed about their destination and, if baekhyun’s completely honest, it kind of annoys him. this isn’t fun or exciting to him, it’s just plain annoying. the annoyance disappears rather fast, though, when they arrive – or, at least, baekhyun guesses they do when the girl suddenly stops in front of a building with a smile.

and baekhyun’s stomach immediately rumbles with longing. “ah—“, he just says, staring up at the sign, “that’s the new barbeque place i wanted to go to for a while.”

and he sighs, but this time in bliss because, wow, nayeon is probably the best person in the world. did she ever annoy him? no, she didn’t. how could she. she’s an angel.

[ghjinyoung-blog]

I want the K

kiss kiss fall in love - closed

13. Stomach Kiss

he pouts as he tilts his head, eyes locked on nayeon, laying half asleep on his couch. the fever has her sweating, a pained moan wriggling it’s way through her plush pink lips every now and then. he knows she’s ill, that much is clear, but monitory her temperature helps him know whether or not it’s time to make a trip to the hospital. for now she’s not too hot, but her somewhat half-conscious state that she’s been in for hours already has him slightly worried. 

he presses the flannel to her forehead, shivering a little at the icy water that trickles down over the back of his hand to drip from his wrist and onto the couch pillow beneath nayeon’s head. “stomach... hurts...” he hears her murmur, shifting onto her back as her brow furrows and a soft, yet still clearly pained moan leaves her. jinyoung sighs, pondering ways that he can help her, but all he manages in that moment is to gently comb his fingers through her hair. her eyes flutter open, though the exhaustion is clear in the dullness in them. jinyoung pauses for a moment, before leaning down and tugging the hem of her shirt up slightly and pressing a single kiss over her stomach. with a broad grin he glances back up to her, “did that help?” he asks. 

her gentle laugh and tiny nod leave him satisfied, so he sits back on his heels and returns to watching her, the worry still ebbing through his system, though this time a slightly less icy feeling.

[ghbaekhyun-blog]

I want the K

kiss meme { closed;

06. gentle peck

his stomach is filled and he feels content about it, glad over the chance of a proper meal again after days; constantly living off instant noodles and the cheapest and most disgusting take-out in the area is rather tiresome and, if he’s completely honest, baekhyun can’t see noodles at all anymore without getting this gross taste in the back of his mouth.

he’s just done with anything noodle-related dish for the next three years or something.

so, naeyeon inviting him out for some dinner came at the right time, literally saved his day –maybe, it’s more like his breakfast, though, since he’s about to leave for work, or at least to get back home to ‘pretty himself up’ for work.

baekhyun adjusts his jacket, it’s already too cold for him out at night to run around with just a hoodie, much the worry of his friend because nayeon seems to always worry about him; it’s like she doesn’t have anything better to do all day.

but he’s kind of glad about it.

like, to have someone who just cares.

“thank you for paying”, baekhyun says, hands stuffing themselves deep into the pockets of his jeans, “you saved my life, i was starving~.” he laughs, pleased with making her smile and he leans in, only halting his motion briefly in hesitation before he gives in, pressing his lips gently against nayeon’s, almost shyly, but only for like a second before pulling back again.

he looks away from her speepishly. “seriously, thank you.” baekhyun’s gaze flickers over to his friend again for a moment, “i guess.. i have to leave now.” and baekhyun won’t ever admit that he almost ran away from her for feeling so flustered over his own action.

[ghxahreum]

I want the K

kiss memes: not accepting

10: Neck Kiss

“nayeon unnie, is this what you wanted to get out of me?”

she wanted her old friend to take it all in, strangely satisfied with seeing the expression of horror in her face. ahreum could never control herself, most of the time she was sneaky and other times just plain shameless. she tried to get away, warn her but alias, nayeon never listens while she kept on pushing and pushing.

the tip of her long blade was stained with blood, her other hand grabbing onto the lifeless body that she slashed. she didn’t want to do it, truly but madame wanted this one in particular and ahreum couldn’t disobey her owner’s commands. nayeon struggles to speak, she realizes that this encounter could bring trouble to her. 

ahreum steps closer to her, the blood drips from her blade onto the concrete floor and her other hand letting the body flop on the cold floor. she kept her eyes locked on nayeon because she looked too pretty yet part of her was always hurting. she wants to show nayeon a glimpse of her world, a part of who she was and she yearned for another person’ touch, a taste even. 

“come closer and experience this with me, nayeon unnie.” she won’t kill her friend, right? ahreum had received her target and that target was executed. what is there to be afraid of? she wasn’t going to let her friend get away from her this time, reaching for her as she stretches her arm and she grips her tightly. ahreum doesn’t care how much it hurts her. blood stains the corners of her mouth, her hands and they reach for nayeon’s soft cheeks and stroking it fondly until her fingers make its way down towards her fragile neck. 

she’s so pretty, so beautiful. 

her other hand grips her shoulder, more gently this time and ahreum realizes that she wants to keep nayeon. she had been too nice to her, she worries for her just like everyone else. oh how cute… and there was no way that her friend will disappear again. her nose touches nayeon’s cheek, traveling down near her jawline to the side of her neck.

she smells nice too. she’s pretty when she’s trembling. so ahreum leaves her mark on her as the blood stains her neck, her wet tongue extends itself towards her warm skin now as it travels upwards. then she finally plants a firm, long kiss right where the stain was present. now her lips were near her ears, whispering with her most innocent voice. “do you understand now, unnie? this is me.” 

[ghxjunho]

"what do penguins do in a race? they peng-win,"

( &. club penguin starters ; status: closed )

It isn’t funny, the joke that is. It’s a poor attempt inhumor—a poor attempt to garner some positive reaction from him. He sees nohumor behind it, nor does he care to begin with. Here, he isn’t the leader of agang, nor is he the s-rank ghoul that many fear. Here, he is Lee Junho, the absent,but friendly owner of Whiskers. He’s known for taking in strays, known for hischarity, his warmth—known for everything that he isn’t, known for everythingthat he lacks and he hates it.

Junho forces a small smile to form, eyes crinkling intocrescents, and allowing a soft laugh to escape as he shifts the small cat inhis arms, “that’s cute and clever.”

The small cat continues to squirm and he quietly hushes it. Hesends an apologetic look to the girl and bends down, releasing the cat. “Sorry,Teetee is a bit feisty today.” He ruffles the girl’s hair, “but, really! It’dbe impossible for me to think of something like that!”

[joyxgh-blog]

why?

ghnayeon:

She poked the meal unenthusiastically. The girl had regretted her decision the moment she spoke it out loud, originally a joke, but later on turned into reality. How the other took Nayeon’s laugh as a confirmation to her crazy plan she was still unsure, but it had happened, so she was doomed to just let things roll out like they were supposed to. The chair beneath her somehow felt a little bit uncomfortable - though she had already sat on it multiple times before -, and the metal chopsticks felt cold against her fingers - though what she kept poking with them definitely wasn’t.

“I don’t want to do this, Joy.” She whined once more, trying to convince her partner one last time, but to no avail. “Do it for the vine.” The other replied. It was a convincing argument, Nayeon could not deny. So she stared into the girl’s eyes for a couple of seconds before taking some of the food and stuffing it inside her mouth. She had always seen the ‘Fire Noodle Challenge’ as something stupid, and as her eyes started tearing up because of it she started feeling stupid herself. The older was known for not dealing well with spicy food, so the result came as no surprise. “Why?” She asked between tears, letting out a hiccup right after.

( continued from here ! ) 

honestly, she’d be lying to say she’d actually expected nayeon to go through with it. when the topic was originally brought up, sooyoung quickly jumped at the opportunity to encourage it— after her latest run-in with a pair of ghouls, she definitely considered herself to be in need of a good laugh. it’s no secret that nayeon’s never had the easiest of times downing spicy foods, making joy certain that this would be nothing short of hilarious. and if she were able to capture it in a vine for replay value, well... that’d make it even better.

surprisingly, despite everything that she’s had to endure as a dove, sooyoung considered their current situation to be one in which her limits were truly put to the test. it takes everything within her not to burst out into a session of spontaneous, prolonged laughter, which would surely interrupt this masterpiece of a vine. her ability to subdue her need to laugh is truly pushed when the other asks ‘why?’, the question proving too funny for joy to handle. somehow, she manages to carry on— even if not for long.

she manages to end the video before doubling over, finally allowing her laughter to surface. at this point there are tears in her eyes as well, though for a different reason than that of her unfortunate friend. “that was perfect,” she manages to say in between laughs. once again standing up straight, sooyoung wipes a tear from her cheek before allowing her gaze to fall back on nayeon. “you’re something else, you know that? honestly, i don’t know why we didn’t try this before now... well, how was it? i mean, was it good?”

[ghxjungtae-blog]

"what the flipper?"

club penguin sentence starters: accepting!

jungtae is not a man of paperwork and it’s evident in the way they’re scattered across his desk. it’s obvious that he’s been procrastinating and it was getting more than just a little out of hand, which was most likely the reason why nayeon appears in front of him with disappointment and slight irritation burning from her pupils. the young man finds his reflection in her eyes and the first question that comes to mind is which pile he’ll use today as a makeshift pillow.

“what the flipper?”

--what?

his lips press against together, tilting his head before brown hues search left and right. for a moment he thinks of this as all a dream and uses a hand to pinch himself, on in the face of the older woman before he’s faced with the reality that he was wide awake. “uh,” his voice scratches against his throat, a consequence he receives from the cold that’s yet to rid itself, “do you mean ‘what the fuck’?”

[exghjiyeon-blog]

"i'll ask my mom,"

( club penguin meme status : not accepting ! )

“right, right. your mum. like always, you’re too much of a pussy,” jiyeon groans, a deep sigh rolling off her tongue as she pinches her own forehead, eyes closing for a split second. “you can just tell me that you don’t want to do it. no need to be like that, honestly. how did you even become an investigator? i hate your kind so much yet i can’t ever think of feeling any hatred towards you, only pity.” 

her words don’t even cut like a knife anymore; although she means every single syllable, nayeon has probably already gotten used to jiyeon roasting her on any chance she gets. it’s become somewhat part of her routine and isn’t serious anymore, jiyeon just simply can’t imagine her talking to nayeon in any different way. it would make her uncomfortable, to say the least, because she doesn’t know different. 

“but, fine. i’m not going to force you to try. i’ll just have fun on my own.”