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[247youngjae-blog]

Tease Me

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The tale didn’t venture far from the usual; he saw her from across the bar, took notice of her pretty face and tender body, wanted something else and for some reason thought he could get it. To approach an older woman was such a foreign thing to do, if he wasn’t sure the US affected him before, he was now. But approaching was the easy part. Hey, can I get another lemonade?, the bar seems to be full tonight, huh…, ah yes I do know that band! They’re playing tonight, so that’s why it’s full! Do you like them? I figured, you so seem like a rock fan. Ah, no! That is a compliment, don’t worry! Well, I can’t deny I didn’t come just from the lemonade… I would ask for your number but I’m a bit shy… 01X-2005-116X on a napkin with a kiss on the side. I’ll call you when you get home. 

 But their fate was another. They quickly realized dating on skinship or any romantic-ness didn’t fit the two. He was too much younger, he had other crushes, they were looking for different things. However, they did find a weird friendship between the two. An awesome one, too, the two of them agreed. They could laugh at anything together, anything at all. Making fun of each other was a given, but that was surely Youngjae’s specialty. 

“It didn’t take me five minutes”, he said, her laughing hysterically in front of him, punching his arm. “Five!”, he raised his right hand, showing five fingers. The pair of them sitting cross-legged in his couch eating melted chocolate. “You were so easy”.

“Ya! How dare you!”, she said, right before chocking in laughter once again. He laughed with her. It was one of those times that anything said was the funniest thing in the world, anything that happened was legendary. 

 “I mean, I’ve had easier but you’re definitely on the top three”, he said. She fell backwards. “Ah, Choi Youngjae, as expected… Can’t trust this dongseang”, she answered, making herself laugh. And he followed; “Hey, noona, I’m just teasing you!”. The unstoppable laughter continued. “Choi Youngjae…. Such a tease”. That was the last drop, if they weren’t already out of breath from the laughing, they were surely dead now. 

[247sooyoung]

“That dress shows off all the right curves.”

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Sooyoung sends a smirk to the girl talking to her, her flirty gaze half covered by her black mask. “Well, thank you, that is the intention.” She says in a flirty tone. There’s a mask covering her face and no one recognizes her so she can be whoever she wants and be with whoever she wants. “Not a bad dress you’re wearing, either.” She adds as she gets closer to the other female. 

[247jiyong]

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Even though he promised himself not to get in any fight that night, he still ended up with bruises instead of a blush on his face. It was always too hard for him to refrain from making another irrelevant and unwanted remark, from saying a word too much. Yet that was the realest he could be, Kwon Jiyong himself.

With a few drinks flowing in his bloodstream and dizziness filling up his head, he somehow managed to crawl his way towards Prague Tower. Laughing unreasonably under his breath as he tried to straighten up and make himself look like a classy man he never was, his heavy steps took him to the elevator where his finger slipped  not hitting the right button. When it stopped, he soon headed forward and tripped over his own legs what made him land on the floor with a loud clunk. As the door opened, he knew that his clambering was possibly too noticeable. Looking up at the silhouette he soon recognized, a bittersweet smile played across his lips. “Drank too much, you know what I’m like,” He mumbled, with a small shrug in his shoulders.

[247jinri-blog]

→ falling hard ; cjr&kjh

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jinri was in a rush, as always. whether it was from class to class, or class to work, she was always on the run if not working. it was a skill really, learning herself to ignore the pain of running in her sky-high louboutins. but that wasn’t enough sometimes. there were things out of her control that stopped the girl from getting to the places she needed to be (about three minutes ago), a prime example being what was happening now.

she had struggled her way from her car, holding god knows how many important files and papers, still managing to grip onto her balenciaga with only her pinky finger. nonetheless all her effort was going down the drain, because of the dimwit in font of her who was moving at a pace - without any exaggeration - slower than a snail.

yet being the civil person she was, jinri had taken baby steps for the past few minutes, rolling her eyes each time the other would stop, trying to make sure none of her papers would slip out. when her phone started ringing however, she decided enough was enough. the girl boldly decided to overtake the other, steering to the right and walking on the grass.

a grim mistake. the ground was still soft from the rain yesterday, and the girl’s heels were soon stuck on the mud, refusing to budge. losing balance, jinri lost hold of all her files (not her bag though, god forbid those leather get any mud on them) and she reached for whatever was in front of her, a long piece of cloth that seemed to be screaming ‘quick, hold onto me, i’ll be your saviour from complete disaster!’ another mistake, of course.

[247xjongsuk-blog]

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                                              “Baby, I’m preying on you tonight.                                     Hunt you down eat you alive. Just like animals.”

The club scene was where Jongsuk flourished and thrived. He was the one seen hitting on girls, drinking as much as could and before he left Korea even doing drugs. He was a known party animal back in his Cheongnam days, and to be honest not much had changed over the years - except for the fact he stopped abusing drugs due to a certain incident he was involved in. So it was no surprise that he was in the box night club, weaving his way through the dance floor towards the bar. 

Once he’s sorted with a drink, his lips press against the cold glass and the amber liquid trickles down his throat giving him a warming sensation that he loved. He was beginning to get pretty drunk by this point and he had been having fun talking and dancing with girls but as he his eyes scan over the crowd they fall upon one girl in particular. 

He hadn't seen her before - or at least he hoped. Everything before he left for Japan was pretty hazy, his school life, partying habits and drug accident blended into one and he tried desperately to forget - and he certainly hadn't been hitting on her so far. So with a grin in-tact on his lips he makes a b line straight towards her, shrugging off girls who wanted to hit on him. He had one person in sight and he wasn't about to just let her go so easily. He was a hunter, and she was his prey. 

With a ruffle of his hand through his hair, he flashed her a charming grin and leaned in to her ear. “So how about we skip introductions and head straight to dance.”