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SEND ME A ♡ IF I’M YOUR SENPAI. // STATUS: SEND ME IF YOU THINK I’M YOUR SENPAI!
MUN: This means so much to me! ; ; Thank you so much!!!
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⊙ | STATUS: Accepting!
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[ ` ✿ @impetvovs ]:
the question that the other poses makes mina’s head throb, as she desperately tries to recollect the events of last night. rarely does she go on her late night binge anymore, she’s moved passed that since the beginning of the year but occasionally she’ll like alcohol is the only friend she has left. she doesn’t want to burden others with her problems so that’s why she keeps it to herself, which results in self-destructive behavior.
“ —- uh.. “ trying to think too hard on naeun’s question isn’t good for the headache that she feels in her temples, so she turns over onto her back instead and slowly pulls herself to sit up, surprised to find that she was laying out on the other’s living room floor. blinking back her shock as she peers around, she’s slowly starting to recall what happened the night before. she remembers dialing the other’s number after having a few too many drinks at a local bar, but the events between then and arriving here are all blank.
“ not really.. please, tell me that i wasn’t acting too embarrassing. “ mumbling into her palm, she tugs at the sleeves of her sweater and lets out a long sigh, disappointed in herself for her reckless behavior.
IT WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF good to bad. naeun doesn't know how to explain it without her nose scrunching in distaste to such a behavior. in the beginning it was rather bumpy, how she was always the one person others can lean onto when they were fully intoxicated by the unknown amount of liquor they carried within their systems. and she was someone who drifted away from alcohol at all times, never really having a bottle or even a shot of it for herself to taste.
"mm, depends on what you consider as 'embarrassing'," she said sternly. finger brushing underneath her nose lightly with a pout etched onto the lips. loud voice combining in with a lyric or two of a song naeun wasn't too familiar with. hands thrown in the air to dance a little to what the music was playing, inside of mina's own head that is. and they usually say, drunken words are one's sober thoughts. and the last minute embrace her friend shared with the large bucket naeun managed to find before their dinner was thrown up.
though, the blonde didn't think it was that bad. compared to the first time connecting to the reason why they met to begin with. she was more joyful than drinking in mere sorrowfulness that carried over her heart. palm pressed into the locks of the other's hair, momentarily patting it down. "you seemed like you had a great time last night." though she was merely assuming, difficult to tell because there were many reasons to why one person tends to drink frequently or a lot more than they should in one night. "unless - you had a reason to drink that much."
she didn't want to dampen the mood by the inquiry that dripped off of the tip of her tongue, though it was best to ask before skipping to any conclusions. or providing any details about what she seen in her sober vision.
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( for every “ ♡” I get I’ll give tip on how to win my muse’s heart ) not accepting / @impetvovs
GOT TO BE MINA. in conclusions despite the little traits one can obtain to have nothing compares to mina. she’s all naeun needs at this point and if you are her then well, just know you got the easiest way to naeun’s heart. like ugh, she is the sailor moon to naeun’s sailor venus, nothing else matters from then on out.
( but on a much more stern reasoning, friend’s approval and her family’s approval too is going to matter when she wants to be in her first relationship with somebody or has an interests for them. because she wants the people she originally love and care for to know that who she’s willing to trust and show adoration for is a good person to be with too. )
; @impetvovs !!
DWARF?! —- look, i might be small but that doesn’t mean i won’t hit you for calling me a dwarf!
“Will you hit me if I called you a dwarf again?” His eyes only seemed to widen at that, actually portraying a rather fearful expression but quickly hiding it. “How does one so small hit people, Mina-ssi?”
rough touch.
[ @impetvovs ] ↳ rough touch30.My muse breaks your muse’s arm.
Deep inhale is taken, chest rising and falling at even pace, despite restless thoughts swarming throughout cranial; eating at his mind during what was supposed to be a pleasant nights sleep. Yet, Mina is right there, sprawled out not too far from his reach, dare he need to outstretch hand toward sleeping frame. It’s becoming habitual, having female over during random nights, spending her time here in his company despite Jax not finding it to be most interesting. Surely, there were better people to waste time with. Her persistence never receded. Then again, he was always weak to that occasional expression that would cross feminine visage; pout placed upon ample tier, knowing what effect she held over him with a mere look.
Despite her presence, overwhelming and warm as it may be, it doesn’t chase away his thoughts nor still restless movement; subtle twitches of digit in night. He sees h e r face, blurred at first, hidden behind a feign mask of sleep as if he were waking only to find himself in midst of nightmare. It comes quickly, strike of palm to flesh, sting feeling too real and tongue sharp as derogatory obscenities are tossed his way. It wasn’t his fault. He’d like to believe, back of mind throbbing with opposite mindset; allowing her to strike him as many times as she’d like, hoping for it to end and perhaps — a smile on her end.
It’s all in vain. No matter how many times past scenario plays out. It’s a constant reset , outcome always the same, always ending with him back pressed to floor, ache in bones, body too weak to move from spot. She comes at him with more force in his dreams, nightmares fueling thoughts of hatred even more, reminding him to feel just as worthless as she’d made him feel. He’s stopped calling her “mother” long before; words dying upon lips, muted, for it only brought wrath in full swing when she heard him beg; plead for a halting point. So, he’d given it all up; petty hope lost.
✂ : stranded by a roadside together
“LOCKED IN A ROOM” STARTERS: Stranded by a roadside together.↳ Status: Accepting
“It can’t be too far. We’re getting there.” It must be the tenth time Henry is saying that, trying to somehow encourage the younger one not to give up just yet. The musician had offered his friend to pick her up from the airport — no big deal, he’s having the afternoon off anyway, and he’s too much of a generous person to just leave his friends hanging. Even though it takes around two hours to get from his apartment to Incheon — and another two hours back, obviously. Unfortunately, his car had a breakdown when they were on their way back, so as neither of them had any signal (of course), they had to leave the car behind and walk. Just until they’d reach the few houses Henry drove by earlier, so they could call the road rescue company or something.
Right now, however, they are walking along the roadside surrounded by nothing but woods. And it would be getting dark soon, too ... “Well, see the bright side! We’re walking off our pounds from Christmas,” he adds, jokingly.
NERD.
You’re the nerd.