(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): don’t forget it’s trash day
♔ for an angry text
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): hey, would you mind shutting the fuck up down there?
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): you complain about me being loud
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): yet the people you bring over are so fucking loud.
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): thought you were murdering someone down there at 3am.
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): almost called the cops, but bitch you’re lucky you’re decent.
♠ for a drunk text
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): hey dud
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): by chsncw dod yuo drimk my vrown royal?
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): if yuo dud, i hste yuooo
☏ for a vague text
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): can you bring the shit over?
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): either one will do.
⁇ for a worried text
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): HAESOL
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): are you okay?
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): Jihoon told me what happened last night and I just wanted to check up on you buddy.
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): I just bought alcohol, you want some and we can talk?
♣ for a text not meant for you
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): I understand that twerking is hard but I’m not changing the choreo just because you have a flat ass, you tall piece of shit.
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): whoops
(kkt. lil angsty potato downstairs): work stuff sorry
”shit i don’t know, dude. i gotta look up a youtube video for this,” sehun said, whipping out his phone and tapping furiously at the screen.
haesol fidgeted with his tie in the mirror, frowning at his reflection. behind him, sehun’s studio was an absolute disaster. clothes were flung all around, lying on the floor, his mattress, his mini fridge. their invitations to their friend’s wedding were buried somewhere underneath it all.
sehun continued to study the video closely. a tinny voice filled the silence. the instructor made a series of loops, pulls, and tugs. he shook his head and rubbed his eyes. “hold on, i think i almost got it,” he mumbled to himself. sehun’s attempts to figure out how to tie a tie weren’t exactly reassuring and haesol sighed.
after watching the video three times in a row, sehun threw his phone at his bed in frustration. “agh! i’ll just try it and see what happens.” the tie around haesol’s neck was definitely... something. haesol tied it himself and, honestly, it was probably good enough at this point. sehun still had yet to do his own necktie and they were running approximately fifteen minutes late already.
sehun wrapped his fingers around haesol’s tie, undoing it until it hung sadly from around haesol’s shoulders. sehun picked up the two ends again and kept moving to start but stopped every time because he had to rethink.
”i should’ve just asked a random guy at the wedding to help me...” haesol said.
sehun made a sound of disapproval but began to make a series of twists and turns. a minute or two later, sehun tightened it one last time and dropped his hands. “it’s beautiful,” sehun said, with deep admiration for his work.
haesol glanced at himself in the mirror. “it looks worse than before.”
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) this morning shift will be the death of me ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) everyone’s pissy bc they haven’t had their coffee yet ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) me included
send ♔ for an angry text
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) LISTEN BUDDY ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) U SHUT UR MOUTH ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) I DON’T NEED TO HEAR THAT SHIT FROM U
send ♠ for a drunk text
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) hah a haha hA h( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) oaky is tequlia supposde to make u thsi giggly?? ?? ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) shuold i be concerneD?
send ☏ for a vague text
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) i mean i can’t tell u what to do ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) it’s your life ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) but just think about what i said
send ⁇ for a worried text
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) wait ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) u said 3 right??? ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) we’re meeting up at 3?? ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) pls confirm!!
send ♣ for a text not meant for you
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) so i’m considering getting my nipples pierced ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) but then again i have no one to show these nipples to ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) so what’s the point? ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) maybe i’ll just get another tattoo ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) ... ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) FUCK
send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) I JUST HEARD ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) LAKSDJHFALF boy u are so FUCKED ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) LMFAO ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) U DON’T KNOW WHO TF YOU MESSIN WITH ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) bora 언니 AND nao 언니??? ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) ????? ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) !!!!! ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) i’m prayin for your soul ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) RIP
send ✺ for a saucy text
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) so ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) i just woke up and refuse to put pants on( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) everyone’s at work and i have the day off( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) :-)
send √ for a long-winded confession text
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) right so ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) remember that stripper on the fourth pole the other night?( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) the one with the hot pink g-string??( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) she walked into the convenience store today ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) and obviously i’m there tryna STAY CALM while i bag her shit ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) TURNS OUT I WAS RIGHT ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) she IS in fucking law school ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) GOD i am so good at this ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) u need to step up your game mate ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) lowkey felt like i was meeting a celeb tho how weird
send ☠ for a misguided advice text
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) well if u ask me ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) u need to go out there and find some closure ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) really what’s the worst that could happen ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) surely strippers get asked what they do in their spare time all the time
send ☢ for a desperate text
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) U NEED TO GET HERE NOW( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) N O W ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) HE’S HERE ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) THAT DUDE ON THE SUBWAY WITH THE HAMBURGER TIE ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) HE’S IN THE DEODORANT AISLE ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE
send ☼ for a congratulatory text
( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) congrats ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) u are now officially the world’s biggest idiot ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) the apartment is chaos ( kkt → 해설이 오빠 ) WHAT HAVE U DONE
“well. pardon my french, but you’re in a lot of shit, pal.”
london laughs, observes haesol where he’s keeled over and is now holding his head in his hands, and laughs again, a cloud of smoke leaving her lips as she stubs out her cigarette. it shouldn’t be funny, really, but it is; shit like this only ever happens in the movies, she thinks, and yet, here it is, actually happening before her very eyes.
laughing at haesol’s misery has only just secured her spot as Greatest Friend Ever™.
london pulls her pack of cigarettes out of her hoodie and proceeds to light another one, almost burning her finger in the process.
“hey, i’m really sorry for laughing, man. but just detach yourself from the situation for a second and look.” an unnecessary pause for dramatic effect. “what are the chances that two of the girls you’re fucking happen to be friends, living under the same roof? god.”
holding her cigarette between her teeth, london leans over when haesol groans, combing her fingers through his hair to start scratching in some useless, makeshift massage, chuckles forcing out smoke.
“man, you are so fucked.”
lowering her hands, she instead opts to pour shots of soju into each of their glasses, nudging his arm to hand haesol his.
“can i write your eulogy? i’ve never written one before.”
After an 18 hour work day, Hyejung was finally home, with a bottle of absinthe, ready to drink her heart away.
The recent comeback for a veteran k-pop group has been overworking Hyejung to the bone and the next day is her first day off in ages. All she wanted to do was change into some sweats and a tank top and dance around in her apartment, temporarily forgetting the choreography for work with a glass of absinthe at her disposure. At 1 am, it was exactly what someone would’ve seen if they were to walk in.
At first, she danced gracefully with the lightest of steps to ensure the neighbors wouldn’t hear. Tiptoeing and swinging her arms in arch movements as she pounced around. As she took more and more sips of what she believed was temporary amnesia, her feet grew heavy, slowly placing more and more pressure onto the ground that paved her apartment.
Cautious walking and casual spins turn into running and leaps into the air, almost hitting her body against it, but catching herself before she collide with the wall.
Her alcoholic ensued dancing continue for another hour before she rested on the steps of the stairs that leads to her tiny bedroom balcony which overlooks her small studio apartment.
In that moment, she heard knocks coming from her entrance, but it was more like pounding as if someone forgot their keys into their apartment knowing someone was home. Worried that she woke the neighbors would hear, she opened the door without looking asking who it is.
In front of her stood, one of the apartment tenants who she never really spoken to and only had the occasional eye contact when they took out the recyclables.
why was he so nice, he couldn’t explain that himself either. now, tae had found himself washing someone’s hair, and he doesn’t even really know how it gotten to this point. usually when tae would wash his hair it was usually in the shower, and having the other over the tub trying to scrub his head with shampoo just wasn’t working for tae. and once again why was he doing this?
“ you have to keep still otherwise you’re just going to be complaining more that the suds is getting in your eyes. ” tae complained as he moved his fingers through the males hair before rinsing it out. though the moment he said something, tae felt as if something crawled on him causing him to jump. with a rather loud yelp, he let go of the detachable shower head causing the water to go everywhere. by the time he could take hold of the shower head again the water was basically all over the bathroom.
tae sat for a moment, and he could tell the other was more than done with him. with a sheepish grin, and a nervous laugh tae responded with a simple ; ‘oops...’ taking no time to turn off the water and move away from the more than soaked male.
the subway carriage rattles, the grating sound of wheels against rails piercing her ears like a scratched record. london watches as stops pass and go, lights flashing, people moving, doors opening and closing like a mouth swallowing passengers whole and spitting them out. her notebook lays open on her lap, but she hasn’t written anything since leaving her stop, too engrossed in watching the city pass by.
“it’s funny,” she says though, quiet enough that only haesol can hear her. “that all these people have all these stories, and we know none of them.”
it’s not funny, actually; it’s more stifling and frustrating for london because so many stories exist that she hasn’t heard of, probably will never hear of, but her curiosity stays put and persistent, ever-present in her mind. london is greedy, and only continues to be greedy, the more she realises how big the world is; numbers are just numbers, but when she experiences what one in seven billion feels like, numbers become a whole lot more heavy.
this, however, is just a subway ride. london’s taken a lot of those, with and without haesol.
tonight is another instalment of their people watching saga.
there are a near infinite number of possible struggles, junhui muses vaguely, that he could have been prepared to encounter at nearing nine on a sleepy monday night. this hadn’t even been a possibility. in hindsight, he only has himself to blame as flickering brown eyes dart around helplessly in an attempt to wrack his limited vocabulary for the exact korean word for cactus. or the english word, even. something other than green and pointy and general gesturing. while the bored looking ikea employee merits him the most studiously unimpressed stare he’s ever seen.
coasters. that’s all he wants, honestly. those smiling cactus print coasters he’d seen while scrolling through his phone. the ones that he’d impulsively dropped whatever it was he’d been doing at seven thirty to immediately seek out.
(and, now that he’s thinking about it, where is his phone?)
he shifts a little awkwardly on the balls of his feet and swivels around with an apologetic bow, before making a hasty little escape to find them on his own. any deity willing. and, thirty excruciatingly lost minutes later, he manages to emerge triumphantly with the coasters tucked safely in one hand and the phone he’d somehow (thankfully) managed to unearth in the other. he posts a picture of them to his instagram proudly as he heads to the counter.
