come back from war already. -not vesper
why did this make me think about that one meme ( @grmpywlf )
jaeho: quit telling everyone i'm dead!
vesper: sometimes i can still hear his voice

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come back from war already. -not vesper
why did this make me think about that one meme ( @grmpywlf )
jaeho: quit telling everyone i'm dead!
vesper: sometimes i can still hear his voice
@ghostvibin. ╱ source.
"now, now.." vesper’s gaze falls upon the male, snickering as he tilts his head as if he was really thinking about it. not that he was, instead he brings up a single digit, tapping against his chin then snaps his fingers as if connecting the dots then teasingly pointing his forehead towards the latter. "did you get punted by a chick’s dude for tryna play perverted janitor?"
“Besides that one,” comes Jaeho's immediate response. But it's too late. The memory resurfaces at the mention of that incident, and he unconsciously places a hand on his still bruised shin. Wincing at the touch, he scowls at the painful trip down memory lane. Not one of his brightest moments, he'll admit. Jaeho may have leaned back a bit too far. He was appreciating (not ogling!) the behind of a woman's skirt that left far too little for the imagination. The boyfriend's spidey senses must have been tingling because he caught Jaeho right at that moment, and the rest is history (read: two days ago).
“Hey! In a way, I was giving him props for landing a chick like that! You should've seen the guy. A 2 out of 10, and that's not because he kicked me in the shin.” It was. “I almost couldn't walk after that!”
"did i mention i love you lately? because i do. my birthday princess." 🖤 [incoming cheesy mf wolf]
"you only say it every day, but i appreciate it nonetheless. also, i love you more." 💛
it won’t be easy, that’s for sure. // the angsty main vesji pls ; ^;
a taste of honey starters: ACCEPTING! | @ghostvibin
jiwon is floating. up and up and up, past the stratosphere and lost among the stars. weightless. this high up, it’s almost like nothing matters, like he would be content to spend the rest of his life in limbo. here, he doesn’t have to lament over lost dreams and the constant urge to use, how he’s ruined his life beyond repair because of too many stupid decisions. so he keeps on floating, allows that invisible force to pull him into a place where even the stars can’t reach, and suddenly it’s too far. too high. he can’t see or feel, can’t hear anything but the panicked pulse of his lungs. even when he screams, the noise is swallowed whole by this vacuum, as if he’s entered a plane where he no longer exists.
it’s a nightmare, jiwon realises in the middle of the night. there’s sweat on his temple, slithering down the nape of his neck, across the ridges of his spine. distantly, he registers the buzz of the television, a voice, an arm around his shoulder, the subtly sweet scent of his favourite ice cream. after several minutes, he can finally hear vesper telling him to breathe, to look at him and count to 10 together. today is friday; they’re in vesper’s flat. they were watching a movie, and jiwon apparently fell asleep, but he’s awake now. and he’s safe.
a half-hour later, they’re huddled close on the sofa with the television off, but the dim light from the kitchen allows jiwon to see where his hands are curled into the fabric of his sweater. there are too many things on his mind, too much to properly organise, but vesper is patient with him. eventually, jiwon decides to talk about his therapist saying he was ready for group sessions, how he would benefit from interacting with peers, but jiwon doesn’t feel that way. when he asks what vesper thinks, the answer is what he’d feared.
“so i shouldn’t do it?“
" whoa... hey, now, who made you cry? where'd they go? " // anyone you wish to yeet at vesper, i'm down :')
maybe his true speciality was in making himself cry. having high expectations in this world would do that sometimes. shrug of the shoulders in response. it wasn't worth beating anybody up over. "don't. my friends are just idiots today."
cat got your tongue? // vampy/wolfy vesji pls c':
a taste of honey starters: ACCEPTING! | @ghostvibin
when jiwon rolls his eyes, he swears for a moment that he actually sees the back of his skull. vesper has an extraordinary talent for making jiwon question the longevity of their friendship. this is one of those moments. some number of months ago, jiwon never would have imagined he’d be rummaging through his closet for a jacket to match his outfit while vesper kim lies sprawled out on his bedroom floor, flipping through volume 8 of ao haru ride. or, rather, he was flipping through it, but for the past minute he’s kept it open to one page—and, even more specifically, the very last panel of page 37, where a sticky tab has been placed ever so precisely in the margin so as not to disturb the scene.
“i’m not answering that,” jiwon snaps and finally emerges from the closet in an oversized hoodie that his mother would never approve of. she’d try to make him change into something more appropriate, something less sloppy with a price tag that would give anyone a headache. if jiwon’s going to wipe out on his first time riding a skateboard, he’d rather do so in his favourite hoodie than a thousand-dollar cashmere coat with satin lining. “now put that back where you found it or i’m never letting you come over again. let’s go before i change my mind.”
AAAAAAAAAA HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY MOST AMAZING, AWESOMEST, OUT OF THIS WORLD TWINNIE <3 MAY YOU HAVE LOTS OF CAKE, PRESENTS AND HAPPINESS FILLED ON THIS DAY (of course you deserve it all the days, bUT TODAY IS YOUR BIRTHDAAAY) 🖤💚💛🖤
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. . . even if you enjoy sTABBING ME with an epipen LOL or jumping on my stomach. i shall grant thee 1 ticket to stab and jump on stomach. only because it is your birthday. MAN TIME FLIES BY FAST.
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