#gospcl

[gcholdtrops]

﹢.╎ ⇢ there was a shooting star for  @gospcl  . ﹢

minhyun  :  so, haven’t heard from you since that trip  --- minhyun  :  already regretting what happened  ?

[painridden]

kiha: glitter ruined the sweater i knitted her... kiha: i want to cry kiha: that sweater took me 3 months to make kiha: why do these things happen to me kiha: i could always mend it with magic but i put my love into making that sweater and now it’s ruined :((((  // @gospcl

[obscvne]

@gospcl

It wasn’t often that Andre found himself with free time on his hands, but when he did, he liked to use it wisely. And by wisely, he meant lounging around the house, doing absolutely nothing. It wasn’t until late in the evening that he actually forced himself out of bed, the rumbling in his stomach becoming too much to ignore, and he found himself in the kitchen a few seconds later. It didn’t take long before the house was being filled with the smell of food, and he was caught up in his own little world. Andre had always enjoyed cooking, his mother having taught him when he was fairly young, and he’d developed a penchant for it. He heard footsteps on the floor above him, before they began trailing down the staircase, and he knew that Samsoo was awake. His assumption was confirmed when the sleepy eyed male appeared in the kitchen. “Look who’s finally awake. Sit down, munchkin. Food’s almost ready.”

[expletiives-blog]

@gospcl

     it’d been quite a few days since andre had last seen samsoo, maybe a week or so, and he had to admit that he had missed him a little bit. did he miss him enough to admit that he was wrong? no, never that. and in his eyes, he didn’t think he was wrong for what he did or how the whole situation had went down. he still wasn’t sure how a few simple text messages could head south so quickly, but they did, and he it led to him ignoring soo for days on end. now he knew that was wrong, but hey - like the other male said, he had plenty of people to choose from for a hookup. he didn’t depend on andre for one. his large hand knocked, more like banged, on samsoo’s front door, and he leaned against the frame, waiting for the younger male to answer.

[gvldcns]

「 @gospcl liked for a lyric starter 」

‘ always the same, you say that you'll change. somehow you NEVER do.  ’

[reapedrosearchive]

✧ .  ━━  @gospcl ! 

          it's said that prison is not only a place to keep  criminals  who are  DANGEROUS  away from every day citizens who are innocent and viable to society,  but also a rehabilitation center.  men who were murderers come out changed and something of a newly born  s a i n t  that no longer pose a threat to anyone,  not even a fly.  but what happens to those who are innocent to begin with  ?  do they leave prison a hardened version of themselves or are they simply the same  ?  only time could tell that truth,  especially regarding daewon.  his sentence was one that should not have happened in the first place    ;    he the sacrifical lamb to save the sins of his cousins and own  BROTHER    (    whom he loved and adored without bounds    )    but was it worth it,  in the end  ?  there had been radio silence from all cousins,  save for one,  and very few visits from sukwon.  and if daewon were honest with himself he had been very bitter at first    ---    the one person who should've visited him the most in fact did not do so.  and it hurt,  tremendously.  being free again somehow felt different and this time around more burdensome than before,  there was information daewon held that he could or couldn't share that would change the course of both his  AND  sukwon's life,  but even with the full knowledge of his own brother's betrayal,  dae has decided    (    for the time being at least    )    to keep it between him and suk.  only time could  t e l l  what exactly would happen between them and how it would affect everything    (    and  EVERYONE    )    and that's probably what scared him the most.  he's a free man once more but he's never felt  L O S T.  before,  his home was the mansion and his parents no longer wished to see him in public for the sake of their image,  it was just too embarrasing for them to be seen with a once incarerated  FELON    ---    the fear of contacting sukwon was almost too high and so his last resort of getting an address from jaehwan was the best he could do.  showing up on sukwon's doorstep was probably the last thing his brother was expecting but he's there,  like a dog with its tail tucked between legs in need of a couch to crash on  desperately.  as knuckles crash against the door with just enough force to create  alert  &  head bowed in shame,  eyes boring holes into the welcome matt below his feet.  the door opens but there's no chance of daewon looking up to meet the eyes of his brother,  something ugly swells in his belly  &  forces him to keep eyes glued to the floor.    ‘    i know you probably weren't  expecting  to see me show up here,  hyung,  but i didn't know where else to go  . . .  the manor was empty and jaehwan just gave me this address and told me i'd find you here.  so,  if it's not any trouble,  could i crash on your couch for a little bit  ?    ’

[astrovein-blog]

imessage to: 🍙 onigiri 🍙

NORI: JAPAN ISN'T FUN WITHOUT YOU

NORI: I WISH YOU COULD'VE COME VISIT MY FAMILY WITH ME

NORI: I MISS YOU

[dcspondent]

( sms ;; luca. )

minho: so ... u still mad abt our last convo ??

minho: or are u still pissy ??