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[hvneybee-blog1]

He clumsily hands her a mimosa.

MIMOSA: Secret admirer

[ – Her eyes scanned the flower with a small grin, swiveling on her heel and and glancing around, then turning to face him again and waving her fingers in front of his face. ] 

I wonder who sent this. Did you see him? 

[dweebpool-archive]

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[ txt ] Not recently, but thanks for the nightmares.

[ txt ] Who is this?

{ text; ??? } You’re welcome buddy.

{ text; ??? } I’m your dream girl or boy if you’re into boys.

[dweebpool-archive]

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{ Text Meme | x }

Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

{ text; ??? } Do you ever look at the sky and wonder how many aliens are plotting to destroy humanity and take over earth?

[gjvnhee]

inflvmes:

The lobby was busy, people of the office building either running to lunch or delivering important paperwork. Jaehyuk however was sitting on a bench and listening to the sounds of the frantic footsteps as his briefcase sat on his lap. Work was never the same for him as it was for the suits. At least not yet. He wore the suit but only to look good while he served the higher ups coffee and handled their paperwork. Thus was the life of an intern. Twice the work and half the sleep as their lawyer counterpart.

He had a while until he had to get back to work though and he could feel himself dozing off. His hands gripped onto the sides of his suitcase and his head kept bobbing as he drifted off. Jaehyuk wasn’t surprised by the fact that someone was sitting beside him but their voice did wake him up some. “That’s a mighty fine offer to make a stranger.”

With a skirt on a little too tight and a little too short for her long legs, Junhee continued to sit in her seat; sharing the piece of furniture with the other. Her eyes wandered from one corner to the other. What seemed to be just a woman who’s observing the premises, harmless it may seem yet in her head was the opposite. She was planning, running numerous simulations and picturing scenarios in her mind for her little outing one of these nights. Soon. It would be soon.

Finally glancing at the person next to her, realizing his head had been nodding as of late; she had offered her shoulder to him. “Why not? You’re obiviously drained from work. Unless they have a nice bed in this law firm which I highly doubt so I think my shoulder is the next best thing. You wouldn’t want to strain your neck, would you?”

[hvneybee-blog1]

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   The rain had left her long curls slick and dark, the only thing sparing her shirt from the downpour being her zipped up jacket. In their haste to make it under the awning, Nara had stuffed their bag of groceries under her shirt to keep from ruining the raw items. She would probably smell like raw chicken for the next 24 hours, but even so, her arms cradled the material just below her tummy so they wouldn’t fall out. A big huff of breath left her when they reached the dry patch of concrete - the bench taken by an elderly couple, with a few strangers huddled at the sides.

    Why was she making him dinner? She was still mad at him. She wanted to be mad at him. But one rumble from his stomach had her scolding him for not eating and carting Jaehyuk to the grocery. They were shoulder to shoulder now, but Nara didn’t speak, peering at the fat droplets of rain as they splattered against the pavement.

    “How wonderful,” a gentle voice came, pulling Nara’s attention from the rain with wide brown eyes. “Did you name the fetus yet? Is this your husband?” The elderly woman’s face was alight with hope. Nara grappled, her lips parting to say something, but she could only try to figure out why this old woman was speaking as if she looked-

    “Pregnant?” Her cheeks burned - she couldn’t decide if it was more embarrassing to tell the truth and pull the groceries out from under her shirt, or to go with it. Her brain chose the quickest solution.

    “We haven’t named it yet...ah...have we, Jaehyuk?”

[chushiyx-blog]

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It was about five minutes past the agreed meeting time, and an itchy Yixing eventually started on a cigarette. This habit that he had picked up from living in Seoul, where puffing away was a thing among most Korean men, made him feel regret sometimes but he knew that it was just as bad as if he were to stay behind in China. The pollution was terrible in most of the main cities. He wasn’t addicted to smoking, he would say. He just... had nothing to do while waiting.

Ashes on the ground and half a cigarette later, Yixing caught sight of a familiar face jogging up the steps from the subway. “This guy...” He laughed, shaking his head, stubbing out his death stick on the ashtray atop the nearby bin before going up to his friend. “Yah, Kang Jaehyuk. Told you to let me pick you up and you insisted!” He teased the other even although it had just been ten minutes past the hour.

[remvnisce-blog]

10!!!!!!!!

thank you so much!! <3 i really appreciate it c:

[amoralie]

You’re lonely too.

deathless ♚ sentence meme [ x ]  ―  status: accepting. [ ✔ ]

        amalie’s tipping her head to the side, giving him a short glance before shifting her gaze elsewhere– she needed a moment to think about that one. no. the sentence wasn’t hard to understand, she just wanted to check if his statement was true, or not. usually the young girl wasn’t really paying attention to how she was feeling, or what she was feeling, because either she was too busy, or someone else needed her full attention. but in the end she figured he was right. amalie wasn’t lonely all the time, though. only when no one was around, or she was missing someone important terribly. say.. if she was missing someone she simply needed to stay happy and bubbly no one else could actually feel her less lonely; except the person she’s missing, of course. so now her gaze is moving back to him, and she’s slowly nodding her head.                           ❝ ━  sometimes.  ❞