#hrfelix

[hrheiran-blog]

Sneaks up on.

Send for your muse to do one of the following to mine.

Heiran almost makes a noise of surprise when she feels someone place a hand on her arm, turning quickly to see Felix standing next to her. “Oh! Since when did you come back here? I thought you were still searching for that item there.” She manages to recompose herself, not used to being snuck up on like that.

[hrminjung]

Sneaks up on.

send one thing for your muse to do to mine.

it usually took minjung less than a week to complete a book. she loved a variety of genres, anything from timeless classic novels to the most recent comic book series, and she would read as much as possible. on most occasions, she could pick any book from a shelf and find something of interest in its pages, but not with her current read. the book began drearily and took it’s time to build up to an uneventful climax. sprawled out in a lounge chair in the college library (where she felt most motivated to complete tasks), minjung was determined to complete this horrid book. her brain was in deep concentration as it forced itself to absorb the words on the page.

a cool prickle down the back of her neck and the sudden whisper of “hello noona” right next to her sent minjung nearly five feet in the air in shock, a small yelp managing to escape. other library patrons were quick to glare and hush her, but her focus was now on the smug student trying not to laugh. “why would you do that?” she angrily whispered, hand unconsciously coming up to knock some sense into him.

[hrsophia-blog]

“Are you scared of being hurt?”

DEEP STARTERS

“physically hurt? no, i always get hurt– i mean getting burnt by the trays that i take out or i get burnt whenever i forget that there’s a hot tray.” she chuckles softly, taking the tray out of the oven and placing it on the rack for it to cool down. she pulls out one of the cooler trays and checks the croissant to double check whether or not it was good enough for her liking.

“unless you mean something else, felix sweetheart... like emotionally...” she purses her lips, putting the croissant back on the tray. sophia takes a box from the bakers counter and places a couple treats in them before closing it. she hands the box to felix, “emotionally, i feel like i can’t get hurt anymore in other words, i don’t think i’ll be scared of being hurt.” she smiles slightly at him, “why do you ask? is there something that’s on your mind and you would like to talk about it?” 

[hrxdaniel-blog]

❝ so they shut down all the trains and buses… ❞

Daniel just stares at Felix for a few seconds. “They did WHAT?“ His reaction is a lot more dramatic than the situation actually is, but lord, he never can get used to the snow causing stuff like that. London never really got that much snow when he was still there. Even if it did snow it just delayed transportation, but stopping it? He can’t really recall that happening. “What do we do now? God, I chose the worst day to drag you out to accompany me for this dumb photo idea I had, didn’t I? Sorry man,” he sighs loudly. “But we can like… call a cab or something like that, right?”

[hrxseth]

“I never understood how someone could say those words so easily.”

“It’s the anonymity,” he says before taking a sip of his drink through the bright pink straw that’s stuck in it. “Some people think that because someone chose to make their career in front of cameras, that automatically makes it okay for them, as in the viewers, the commenters, etc., to tell the person anything they want, good or bad. And when it happens to be something bad, they expect the person to be okay with it because, and I quote “They chose to be in the public eye so they knew what to expect.”. Does that make any sense to you?”

He knows he’s getting a bit too fired up over this, but he can’t help it. He’s received his fair share of gratuitous mean comments and he thought, in the beginning, that he would be able to ignore them, that he wouldn’t let those hurt him. But that’s not what happened. Some DID get to him and it hurt. And he tried to ignore them and he thinks that nowadays he does a pretty good job of focusing on the positive ones rather than the bad ones, but sometimes he’s having a bit of a weak moment and the mean ones slip through his defenses, and they sting.

“And the fact that most of these comments are said online, it’s a form of protection. They think they can say whatever they want without consequences, although in the past few years we’ve seen that there are ways to track people down and so no one is truly anonymous anymore, but still. Those people…they don’t think about how much impact their words can have on someone. They just don’t. And if they do know, they don’t care.”

[hrheiran-blog]

❝ i feel like a penguin with all of these layers. a very fat penguin. ❞

WINTER SENTENCE STARTERS

“You do remind me of a penguin wearing that puffer coat.” Heiran giggles quietly, giving Felix’s side a poke, watching as the material puffs back out after being pressed in. “You’re wearing mostly black and white, and you’re waddling a little.” She really could imagine him as the aquatic bird.

[hrminjung]

❝ the car won’t start… ❞

winter starters

oh how she regrets accepting his offer of a ride to the bookstore now. minjung looks at the time displayed on her phone screen. half an hour before she’s supposed to open up the store. at least there wasn’t an important book launch being made today, so there wouldn’t be a line of angry customers outside. just the usual morning readers who sought shelter, knowledge and the occasional free cups of tea she would hand out. looks like she’s going to owe them all that cup of tea today. “what’s wrong with car? did the battery freeze? or is it just dead? did the whole car freeze?” though she’s had her license since seventeen, minjung has always relied on public transport or chauffeurs. her knowledge about cars and how they work is quite limited. “let me call a cab for now and i’ll send you a couple mechanics for the car while you’re at class.” she gives his shoulder a pat, leaving him staring at the currently useless heap of metal as she goes to hail a cab for them.

[hrxdaniel-blog]

“You never talk about it, why?”

“I mean why would I?“ He shrugs. “It was my choice to move to the other side of the world then stay even after graduating and not getting scholarship anymore, you know? I could have chosen the easy route and went back to London and just live with my parents, and maybe that would’ve been the smarter idea, I had people tell me that, both family and friends back there but… I’m kind of in love with Korea now.” He laughs softly, lifting the glass in front of him to his lip and takes a sip. “So you get it why I don’t really talk much about how hard it can be sometimes, to keep things going well, right?”