#i. junsu

[hvnsgrief]

@hvnbrn sent  📦 for a roommate starter  (accepting)

          “ oh, perfect timing. ”   junsu’s pulling up a pair of sweatpants when joonki arrives back at their dorm, feeling a little giddy with the amount of money he’s made today.   “ any earlier and you would’a walked in on me butt ass naked. ”   he’s still shirtless, but it’s nothing joonki hasn’t seen before. he plops down on his bed with a sigh, shutting his laptop lid on the way down. he’s beat.   “ you hungry? dinner’s on me. ”

[hvnsgrief]

@hvnbrn:

          ‘ don’t be an ass .’ but hes right . and nobody knows him like his junsu . ‘ ki-ah , i am not always looking for a fight . if i was , we’d argue more than we do already .’ impossible , probably , but somehow they’ve made it this far . dae moves to wrap arms around the older , practically spooning him from where they’re stood – so what if he’s needy , he likes to be wanted . ‘ nothing wrong with wanting action sometimes . ‘

         ‘ you always looking for a fight is what a good third of our arguments are about, so. think your arguments a bit faulty. ’  he know’s dae – and he know’s he understands on some level why he gets upset over these things. he’s just worried, is all.   ( and tired of making up excuses for the new injury every time he brings him home to his mother. )   regardless, junsu doesn’t hesitate to lean back into the other’s embrace.  ‘ no, i suppose there isn’t. ’  a light kiss is pressed to daesung’s jaw.  ‘ but you get plenty of action at home with me. ’

[hvnsgrief]

        ━  for @timetbl  

           there’s something about this boy that makes junsu’s chest feel... well, come to think of it, he really can’t explain exactly how it feels with words alone. all junsu knows is that this boy━SOLBIN, his nametag reads━is special. he doesn’t know what that means, either, but he’s determined to figure it out. which is why junsu frequently finds himself in the pretty boy’s place of work, watching from afar as he serves tables with a polite smile. he’s hyper-aware of how he comes off when he’s here. he typically leaves a few days between his visits, and he always makes sure to request a table far enough from solbin’s zone that he doesn’t seem too obvious. today, however, he comes in much later than usual, when solbin appears to be the only waiter on duty. dread may be gripping him mercilessly, but something about the way the boy smiles softly down at him as he approaches his table instantly calms him. he wonders if solbin knows what he’s up to as he places his glass of water on the table.

           “ th━ ” his hand raises to his mouth as he clears his throat nervously.  “ thank you. hi. ” 

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            “ i get it, okay?  i’m a shitty boyfriend. but  at least  let me explain. ”  he attempts, though it doesn’t even get the blond to so much as look away from his phone. it’s becoming increasingly difficult for junsu to remain composed and not just give up in exasperation. he expected daesung to be mad at him, of course; but he also expected him to demand an explanation. he wasn’t counting on him now allowing him one. so he does the last thing he can think of — get down on his knees in front of him and practically BEG.  “ sung-ah. please. you know i wouldn’t just forget about you. it.... it was my mom, okay?  and i know i still should have called, or at least texted, but... my mind was just... i was scared. and i’m sorry. i’m SO sorry, daesung. ”  || for @hvnbrn