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muse: Holly
plot: basically i’m pretty sure you just saw me trip over air, please don’t tell anyone.
“So not only am I chaotic, but I’m also a klutz!” Holly found this much funnier than she should have, although maybe it was because she was trying to play it off as something that just wasn’t a big deal. Inside, she was mortified. It was one thing to trip over something... and to trip over something when no one was watching. It was something else entirely when someone saw her, and when she tripped over nothing but her own two feet. Chaos, that’s what this was. “Please tell me you didn’t see that. And if you did... please lie and tell me you saw nothing.”
Without a warning, she just flicks him straight on the forehead when she's able to reach it. Not even a proper greet was given to him, she just flicks him and then backs away; her eyes on his forehead as if she’s waiting for it to swell immediately. Then again, whenever Chaeyeong has flicked herself ( to try out how it feels like ), they’ve never felt like they would cause a bruise. “Hello. Before you start bitching about why I did that, you deserved it." Maybe she could have given him a proper greeting before flicking him, but as soon as she saw his face, she just couldn’t wait anymore. After all those teasing moments she has dealt with, she thought the flick was well deserved. And she didn’t care if people, who walked past them, saw her abusing his forehead. She could always come up with some sort of excuse.
please send me a ship and I will tell you : MIRY EDITION
who’s the cuddler: it’s incredibly difficult for mika to open up in a physical sense with another person, it may even take years for her to be able to hug henry comfortably. so for that reason, henry is probably the cuddler. she is okay with hugs, however there’s discomfort after a while and she will make that clear.
who makes the bed: mika being the clean freak that she is, she will literally wait for henry to leave the bed so she can make it perfectly. hotel style. motel. holiday inn. she probably sometimes asks henry to do it and then sneaks up to fix it up even more. even when he does it off his own back, she will DJSKFJGFDKDJF MAKE SURE ITS PERFECT!
who wakes up first: mika. shes an early bird. 6am ish??? mainly because she has to give herself time to settle her brain before the day begins. definitely would make henry breakfast though.
who has the weird taste in music: mika is convinced that henry has the weird taste in the music, she struggles to keep serious around him, especially when he has blackbear on. so yeah.
who is more protective: henry. i can see an arm rested on her thigh or a thumb rubbing some surface of her body when she feels a little panicked in a crowded space or yknow. he can probably sense her anxiety and pulls her close and stuff. theres also head pats and stuff as a sense of “im here.”
who sings in the shower: mika is singing. henry joins in. they have a concert. yes.
who cries during movies: BOTH OF THEM SAJDKJJDFGD
who spends the most while out shopping: mika. its normally not her money either if she can get away with it..... DKSLGJFDG. but she would definitely take him out shopping and spend a good 500 on absolutely nothing. i can hear his stressed noises as she does this.
who kisses more roughly: i feel like mika would go in messy like she normally does and henry would roughen it up.
who is more dominate: mika. in ALL aspects.
their song: FRIDAY IM IN LVOE BY THE CURE!!!!!! I STANDBY THIS PERIOD
she's CRYING. literally, sobbing. a shovel in her hand, the garden looking like a literal tornado had wiped its way through it --- it seems her fruit & vegetable planting session didn't necessarily go as it was originally intended to go today, ❛ you just ... wouldn't respond - after i hit you with the shovel - and - ❜
mika, thinking it was the funniest thing in the world, snuck behind henry & quite literally whacked him with the tool. not sure what the brunette viewed the outcome to be, but we all know at this point that mike isn't necessarily the brightest spark on the planet, ❛ i really thought it was going to jail today. i already wrote a list of where to put the body henry. ❜
This isn’t a good idea, she knows that. But she ran out of good ideas weeks ago when the devil in the details slipped away. So from time to time she dips her hands into an old box of ideas, fumbles around in the junkyard of mismatched puzzle pieces and ends up somewhere she shouldn’t be with someone she shouldn’t be with.
Henry isn’t easy to be around. Not because of his personality or the way he looks. If she sits and thinks about it, his personality is addicting, and his face isn’t too bad either. The fact that he was so close to Sena is what makes it hard. It’s the elephant in the room, the secret bursting at the seams. Why wasn’t Daisie upset that her so-called-best-friend had passed? Why didn’t she hold onto the hem of his shirt with shaking fingers and and bated breaths when the news came out? She avoids him because she needs to avoid the questioning. Not that she wasn’t capable of weaving intricate lies. With him, she’d just prefer not to. And so she finds herself staring up at a small window of a derelict apartment block cracked open ajar in the dead of night with him by her side. This was what he did for fun. He needed some of that. Right?
Chasing new ghosts to forget about old ones.
Whatever she had pictured when she’d agreed to ‘go on an adventure’ didn’t include Henry with a handful of her ass while she attempted to scramble through the smallest window known to man. If things were the other way around she doubts he’d even be able to fit the width of his shoulders through the gap let alone his whole body. “Hold on--” she breathes through clenched teeth, attempting to shimmy through the space. Maybe she speaks too late, or maybe he can hardly hear her through the rain falling in subdued anger because he doesn’t stop. “Henry--” The final shove is what sends her tumbling through the gap and collapsing into a heap on the floor in a mess of tangled limbs.
“ Eh, you’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”
It takes her a second to find her bearings, and another few to dust herself off and stand herself up. There’s a twinge of pain in her ankle that she tries to ignore but ultimately ends up limping closer to the window. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” she asks, somewhere between angry and shocked. Haloed in the half light, Daisie opens the window from the inside, pushing it out so that he could gain entrance. “Get in, asshole.”
❛ If it’s a story I’m telling, then I have control over the ending. ❜
@henzhaos - 🌼
“Y-You’re giving me more of a reason to not invite you over for read aloud with my kindergartners! Not sure how that is exactly proving your point...”
Her tone of voice was a mixture of confused and amused, which further explained the unusual expression on Eunjin’s features. It was sweet of her friends to visit her kindergarten class, but Eunjin always worried a curse word from her guests may accidentally slip out, or one of them could unintentionally make a child cry. How could Eunjin know the unexpected? If she knew, she would’ve prevented it in the first place.
A lightbulb goes off inside her head, eyes brightening at the sudden idea in her head. “How about we make a deal? You can choose from one of the books I can recommend for you to read, yeah?”
Henry spins around, staring at Changkyun with his eyes widened and his flashlight blinding the other’s face. “Are you crazy?! You’re provoking them!” To be honest, Henry doesn’t even know if there is a ‘them.’ He doesn’t know if he truly believes in anything supernatural, ghosts and demons included. But the mere thought of them gives him the creeps. After taking a deep breath, he then says: “Let’s just find the junction box already. You said it’d be down here, right?” He turns again, letting the light of his flashlight illuminate the length of the dark corridor they’re in. “Why do blackouts always happen when it’s dark outside, anyway?”
The arm that comes up to protect his face from the blinding light fails to cover the bright grin plastered on his features. He didn’t intend to scare the older male with his words but he wasn’t going to lie, knowing that he managed to draw this kind of reaction out of him made him proud. “nah don’t worry hyung, they don’t attack my friends.” Changkyun reassures him with a snort, acciddently bumping into the other as he tries to get rid of the spots in his vision by blinking a bit too fast and he mutters an apology before taking the lead. “yeah, took me awhile to find it the first time, the box is so dirty that it’s now the same color as the wall. look--” stopping on his tracks, he turns around, using his flashlight to reveal the said box. “it’s here!”
