#j-aebeom

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right moves ⋄ jinyoung & jaebum

j-aebeom

Jinyoung wasn’t the worst one to wake up in the morning, but for some reason he didn’t feel it today. Maybe it was because this particular comeback was causing him to struggle this morning. His feet shuffling across the pavement as he rounded the corner to the studio. He wondered why the car dropped him off so far away. He’d preferred to have been taken to the front step but he knew they were just trying to make him wake up.  With a hand running through his hand through his hair as he pushed the door open to the studio. In an instant he yawned looking around the room. He saw a familiar face, they’d worked together before but here Jinyoung was, told to go to dance lessons because he had been slacking off lately. Which wasn’t true, he was just doing more acting than before.  Jinyoung smiled as he cleared his throat a little as he bowed a little looking at him. “Good morning.” the raven haired boy said smirking a bit as he dropped his gym bag in the corner. He sat down on the floor and untied his nice shoes before grabbing onto his sneakers. “They got you again?” he asked a bit of a smile on his face. “Go easy on me, or i’ll probably die.” he said in a teasing manner. 

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“Are you really that sensitive here?”

Yoongi falls back against the soft bedsheets, being stripped of his clothes until he was fully exposed in front of the other male. A soft sound is hear from him once he feels wet kisses trailing against his milky white skin, tilting his head back against the cushions as he arches up slightly in hopes to receive more contact. His lips part and his fingers curl into the bedsheets as he feels the pads of Jaebeom’s thumbs circle his nipples; Yoongi is quick to respond. He arches up once again, a small yet needy whine escaping him as his gaze becomes hooded over.  

                                             Are you really that sensitive here?

The smaller male gives a quick nod, his grip tightening while Jaebeom wastes absolutely no time in pushing him further, continuing to experiment with them; soon enough Yoongi is becoming just a little vocal and is forced to clamp a hand over his mouth just to keep himself quiet incase anyone heard him. 

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★ - Jae & Kai

If we lived together we’d:[ x ] Argue[ x ] Get it on once in a while[ ] Eat Ice Cream For Breakfast[ x ] Watch movies late at night[ x ] Prank Call People[ x ] Prank each other[ x ] Cuddle[ x ] Party[ ] We’d Never Live In The Same House[ ] Shop[ ] Play games[ ] Read bedtime stories[ x ] Cook whatever we felt like eating together[ x ] Get on each other’s nerves[ ] Who are you

About you:[ ] I love you[ ] I’ve liked you before[ ] I like you now[ x ] You’re cute[ ] Need to talk more[ ] Need to chill[ x ] I’d make-out with you[ ] I wanted to kiss you before[ ] I’d slap you[ x ] I’m happy to have you in my life[ ] I don’t know you[ ] Ex[ ] Let’s try again[ ] I miss you[ ] We’re good friends[ x ] We’ve kissed before

Would I Date You?[ x ] Yes ✔[] No ✘[] Maybe[] You deserve better[] I don’t know

Your Best Feature:[] Lips[] Eyes[] Hair[] Personality[ x ] Everything[] I don’t know you well enough

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j-aebeom replied to your post: ☆ – Like this for a starter with my Ayame muse.

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☆ -- Shit. Evan went overboard this time. Being both intoxicated and high didn’t mix well together for the hybrid, especially in his condition in which he slowly deteriorated himself with the amount of alcohol and drugs he consumed. Not to mention how sexually active he’s always been. The room he had prepared for a private party turned into a massacre right before his eyes, and usually, it would have been someone else who had gone batshit crazy and instead, it was him. As his hands drew back to normal, claws disappearing and his skin turning back to normal the boy exhaled as blood dripped from his chin and dropped the corpse to the blood stained floor. Dragging his feet across the ground, the boy could only hear squeaks of his shoes sliding over the pool of blood. 

Swish. Swish. Splash. Plop. Different sounds which Evan created across the room. Glancing behind him, all he could see was a horror film created by James Wan -- or even worse; Eli Roth -- and he snapped his fingers for his employees who were used to this type of scenery to clean the mess he had originally created. Shrugging, he disappeared into the higher floor in which he happened to live at to shower and change clothing before he made his way back downstairs like it was nothing. 

Smooth, skinny jeans which hugged his long slender legs accompanied with a tucked in black button up long sleeved dress shirt. His hair was slicked back, a hand reaching to brush through his blonde tresses -- locks of hair that usually change color if Evan was in the mood. Approaching the bar, he made himself another cognac to kill whatever memory he had of tonight. His eyes scanned the chill club and he avoided eye contact as much as possible with anyone for the rest of the night, up until he caught sight of a new face. Cocking a brow, he eyed them curiously as they approached them and obviously since he was behind the bar he was forced to greet them, “And what can I get you, handsome?”

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( j-aebeom )

High school was something that brought back bad memories. It was probably one of her most loneliest years--not that she never felt that way before. People never understood her, although it was her fault for the way she acted around strangers. But, she also liked to blame the fact that she was even brought out into this cruel world. Her parents never loved her ( or it’s what she thought ) and only raised her because she would be the heir to the family business, being the more capable one of the two sisters. 

Her mind was clouded with all those thoughts in mind, not knowing the reason why. She never cried except for that one accident in the past, but at times like this, it would be nice to just let loose and let it all out. Harumi let out a long sigh before she got up to return the book that she was reading to the correct shelf in the library. With the book enclosed in her hands, she walked over to her destination. There was a man standing there as if he was waiting for her almost, but it was highly unlikely ( being mere strangers ). She took a step closer and examined his features. Almost wanting to walk away after identifying who he was ( because she did not want to acquaint herself with the past ), she remembered she was here to return her book and for no more reason. She did so and walked a few steps away before she made a spin, turning back to the man. 

                                                                                        “Aren’t you--”

Hesitation made her stop from speaking the next few words, but it was more leaning towards the fact that she did not remember his name. She knew who he was, but was unable to associate his face with a name. 

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 ‘ Ah’ see you've set aside this special time           t’ humiliate ya’self in public.’

He muttered, as he pushed the side of his body off of the wall, keeping the cigarette hanging from his mouth. Euan watched the entire thing unfold, but who wouldn’t want to watch? It was completely hilarious. 

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۵ (( muawahahah

Send me a ۵ and my character will react to having your character come up behind them and start kissing their shoulder up their neck.

“Wh-? What are you—? Jaebum-ah..” 

“Stop calling me that.”

His tone was sharp as lips hovered over the bare part of her shoulder. Eager hands holding tight to her waist, just as jeans hugged her curves. She was afraid of what he would do, where this would go. Knowing it had to end before pent-up desire impaired her judgement. But it’d been so long . . 

“I-I thought you were with someone..? Whatever this is, I can’t—. ” 

Fingers still attempted to pry away from his grip, despite tender kisses already sending warmth coursing through her. Nearing a spot she knew would have her reeling if reached. But fast it’d be for an elbow to jab the male in the gut. Hearing a grunt escape him as his hold loosened, enough for her to move away. The kid would be stupid to think she would enjoy him feeding on her neck.

“Don’t do that.. ever again. I’m sorry if you misinterpreted signs, or something, but I can’t agree to a friendship like— this.”