txt - "you fucking infuriate me."
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( sms » yerin ) the fact that i can get under your skin that much just shows me that you really care( sms » yerin ) thank you( sms » yerin ) i care about you too!

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txt - "you fucking infuriate me."
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( sms » yerin ) the fact that i can get under your skin that much just shows me that you really care( sms » yerin ) thank you( sms » yerin ) i care about you too!
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Send me ( • )( • )ԅ(‾⌣‾ԅ) for my muses reaction to your muse touching their breasts
He’s bringing down one of the last few mistletoes spread about the building, an annoying feat placed in excess because sometimes the higher ups have no self control and look for any chance to smooch an idol without getting into trouble. Yifan couldn’t care less about the stupid tradition, but he does suffer for it, seeing as how he’s easily the tallest person within radius and the janitors pretend not to know where step stools are.
Therefore, he’s bitter and unfortunately sober after the Christmas party, seeing as how he doesn’t care for drinking at social gatherings where he could easily slip and make a fool of himself in case paparazzi happened to sneak in, though he can’t say the same for a handful of other well-known idols.
He’s a hallway away from the main room of the party, muttering to himself in angry Chinese as he’s pulling uselessly at a stem of a mistletoe that had ripped in his careless tug. He had been so invested in killing it, he barely registered the soft touch to his...chest. He freezes, tensing up and unblinking for a long moment before quickly stepping back, arms immediately covering his violated chest as he gazes down at the slight female wobbling unsteadily in place. “Um...can I help you?” He asks, clearing his throat awkwardly as he reluctantly relaxes his posture, though he doesn’t uncross his arms because it’s not every day a girl molests you there at random.
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Send ♨ and I’ll describe how our muses might get together
OOC: Because I have no verse, Yifan’s verse changes with everyone I rp with because I read people’s bios and give them a character that can work with their muses. For Ye Rin, he’ll be general Yifan, not from EXO, but the solo entertainer we know today.
They meet through a mutual show biz friend and hit it off surprisingly well, Yifan will more than likely poke fun at her and tease her out of fondness but may never make a real move on her due to their professions and her age, but it doesn’t stop the rather intimate moments in their friendship from happening, either. The common friend sees the chemistry and is a shipper and will create situations for them to meet by all means necessary. Eventually, Yifan may cave and relent, pursuing a relationship with her once he’s certain of how serious she is about them, though they keep it a secret because their lives really do depend on it.
💕
Send 💕 and my muse will use The Love Calculator to see how compatible they are.
source ; accepting! ; for @high-in-flight.
mina & yerin ; 13%.
according to dr. love ---- dr. love thinks a relationship might work out between mina and yerin, but the chance is very small. a successful relationship is possible, but you both have to work on it. do not sit back and think that it will all work out fine, because it might not be working out the way you wanted it to. spend as much time with each other as possible. again, the chance of this relationship working out is very small, so even when you do work hard on it, it still might not work out.
“ dr. love doesn’t think anyone is good for me --- this is awful! “
[ text ]:Sorry about calling you for pizza last night. I got you and the delivery number mixed up.
[ ➝ sns ] You’d be surprised how often that happens. [ ➝ sns ] I’m totally jtoking, you should be sorry! [ ➝ sns ] Or at least share the pizza wealth and make it up to me^^
HELLO
Send me an ask with HELLO in it and I’ll fill in those answers down there for you
1. First impression: Do I know you?????
2. Truth is: We should talk, yes
3. How old do you look: 20–
4. Have you ever made me laugh: /
5. Have you ever made me mad: /
6. Best feature: Face :^)
7. Have I ever had a crush on you: /
8. You’re my: /
9. Name in my phone: /
10. Should you post this too? you already did
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Send “💖” and my muse will admit something they find cute about yours.
Her hair, body. Everything physical really.
“There’s nowhere we can hide”
{ ☽ } ー Heart racing, breathless, the need to run more – the longing in his legs present in the form of addicting aching. It had been too long since he felt like this. Exhilarated. "That’s why we’re running,“ he choked out a breathless chuckle, and as the other beside him had wide eyes, almost watering with worry, he had the urge to laugh out. Although, in this situation, laughing or making any noise would be a mistake. "Where even are we?” Clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, he bit his lip anxiously, taking a peek around the wall they were hiding behind with caution to check for the assailants. Unfortunately for the girl, she happened to be with Zelo when they suddenly got cornered by a group of men, and with Zelo being Zelo, he just had to do something at least. It was usually fight or flight, but this time it was more like fight then flight. Adrenaline still flowing, pumping through his body as if natural like the blood within, he got to his feet, pacing around to find the most efficient way out – and hopefully quickly as trouble was on its way, and it was coming quick. “Bring that crate over here!” He gestured to another wall that was a deadend (unless you overcame it by climbing of course), “I know this place – we’re behind the garage where I work. Think we can’t hide anywhere? Think again! We can hide there!”