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〄 first three words that come to my character’s mind at the thought of yours
“Who is he?”
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〄 first three words that come to my character’s mind at the thought of yours
“Who is he?”
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who cooks normally?:
Most likely they take turns.
how often do they fight?:
Probably a lot, mainly stupid things.
what do they do when they’re away from each other?:
I feel like Chihoon wouldn’t do anything except for a few texts now and again. Same for Choi.
nicknames for each other?:
Choi to him would be coffee cake, I think Chihoon would call her Elsa.
who is more likely to pay for dinner?:
Most likely Chihoon, or they’d go dutch.
who steals the covers at night?:
Chihoon.
what would they get each other for gifts?:
Choi would give him something homemade, and I think Chihoon would give her a book.
who remembers things?:
They both do.
who cusses more?:
Chihoon.
what would they do if the other one was hurt?:
Chihoon would help her. Choi would help and then deal with whatever hurt him.
who kissed who first?:
Chihoon.
who made the first move?:
Choi.
who started the relationship?:
They agreed on it.
Let the past rest.
Forgive and forget. That’s what we must do, something I must do. No matter how much I loved you... I need to forgive you...and hopefully forget you.
indie-chihoon :
Hello. -Smiles-
Hey there. /he returns a small smile/ May I ask your name?
"It ain't that kind of a movie."
She furrowed her brows, crossing her arms; “Well... what kind of movie is it?” She wet her lips, wondering what movie it was again. “If it’s not horror I might not see it...I dislike romance movies.”
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(Haha, Chihoon is actually bi, he just seems to be with men more…>.>)
{I know he’s bi...but you could’a fooled me had I not known. It’s an AU drabble thought so yeah.}
"5 times the love"
Send “5 times the love” and I will write about the five times my muse fell in love with your muse.
First time.
It had been when she saw him walking; book in hand and he had seemed so intrigued with his nose in the book. She didn’t know him, only had seen him that once. There was a vibe that drew her to him. She questioned herself about it
Second time
She didn’t think she’d see him again, but she had seen him with a man at a cafe nearby. His expression told it all. He liked men, regardless there was nothing wrong with looking even if he was gay. His smile is what made her draw to him once again.
Thrice.
Once again he was with another man, in the elevator of her apartment complex. Yeah, he was gay. The man he was with had brought in men regularly; it was no surprise he had fallen to his trap. They made out in the elevator even after she had gotten on. It was a disgusting sight and Choi wanted to knock them to a different dimension. They exited out on the same floor as her. She had kept her gaze straight ahead. PDA was always a gross thing to her, “Have some respect.” She said as she unlocked her door and closed it. She must’ve been jealous.
Fourth.
He was the new bartender at the club she worked at. Now she knew his name; Chihoon. It reminded her of the Lychee fruit. Then again it was nothing new when things reminded her of food. He didn’t seem to remember they’re encounter on the elevator. Good. It was best this way. He would flirt with the boss and she didn’t know if she should be appalled or be okay with it. “We should be keeping it business only. Not obvious of the affection. It’s gross.” She was bitter, maybe because she had known what it was like to run a business, yet their boss let the flirting happen. How annoying.
This must’ve been the fifth time;
She had fell off stage during a performance when someone grabbed her leg, and here he was tending to her wound. She shut her eyes and scoffed in her mind; ‘The gods are surely cruel...’
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