#joonmyudon

[ohsehunique]

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Sehun-

Yes hyung?

[luhanxai]

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6: My muse has just witnessed your muse in their birthday suit.

After making a small meal for his member that had spent the whole day in bed, Luhan headed down the hallways to the dorm to present his brunch. Knocking on the male’s door, Luhan opened the door soon after. “Suho~ I made you some pancakes-” He widened his eyes at the sight of the other, naked and searching through his drawers for a new outfit. “Y-Yah!” He covered his eyes. “Why don’t you wait to get undressed until you find some new clothes!?”

[ohsehunique]

joonmyudon replied to your post:joonmyudon replied to your post:joonmyudon said:...

but its right there for the seeing

Only for the favorite hyung Taemin Bl cause he asked

[ohsehunique]

joonmyudon replied to your post:joonmyudon said: That mun- shhhhh.

But the pretty-

thank you 8l but shhhhhh. no one needs to see my face.

[ohsehunique]

joonmyudon said: That mun-

shhhhh.

[nightxlion]

Might as well.~ ✖

joonmyudon

13: hand kiss

A masked ball.

It was pretentious and ridiculous and stupidly romantic, but Zitao would be lying if he said he wasn’t all of those things. His eye mask was that of a devil’s, bold crimson with golden sparkles, a pair of horns peeking out from his dark hair. It fell in line with the leather pants he’d taken the liberty of wearing despite the dress code, since the only fashion rules he adhered to were his own.

Currently he was sipping at a glass of champagne, watching people in masks and gowns and suits dance and laugh. He was just about to get out there himself when he bumped into someone – ironically enough, a man dressed as an angel.

And they were angelic, with pale skin and a dainty frame. Their white and silver mask was a perfect opposite to Zitao’s. Setting his champagne aside, Zitao offered his hand with a dramatic bow. “How about it? Feel like sinning tonight?” He said, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

It was mirrored on the angel’s face as he placed his hand in Zitao’s. “I’m Joonmyun,” the angel said.

Zitao pressed his lips to the back of their hand, sensuous lips brushing over each knuckle before he finally straightened back up. His full height was towering compared to Joonmyun’s.

“You can just call me Tao.” 

[udonhyo]

*waves and bows* Sunbaenim, annyeonghaseyo! *grins*

{~she smiles and bows back, adding a small wave} Ah, annyeonghaseyo! {~she grins even wider and bows once again}

[jaylowz-blog]

Chanyeol-ah.~

yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee