Random Starter: ♡ ⌠ ☆ ⌡— ✍ : @theadmiredanddespised ( Dongjin )
“So, there’s something I need to tell you; it’s nothing bad, trust me. I just forgot to mention this when we first started dating, honestly.”
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Random Starter: ♡ ⌠ ☆ ⌡— ✍ : @theadmiredanddespised ( Dongjin )
“So, there’s something I need to tell you; it’s nothing bad, trust me. I just forgot to mention this when we first started dating, honestly.”
Roadtrip
Starter || ♡ || For: @theadmiredanddespised [ Alex & Dongjin ]
Kondo wanted to go on a road-trip; however, he wanted to invite one of his closest friends along, but of course significant others were meant to come along as well, so it’s more like a couples retreat. Zitao agreed to the trip almost instantly, but Dongjin and Alex took a little convincing. Eventually they agreed and Dongjin even offered to get an RV, but he refused to let anyone sit behind the wheel but himself, typical.
“Babe, I think you went the wrong way.” Kondo’s brows furrow as he stared down at the directions on his phone before turning the screen toward his boyfriend. “You see? You were to make a right back at the light.” The latter shooed Kondo’s phone away, refusing to follow the directions since he “knew” what he was doing.
“Let me see!” The giddy omega found himself beside Kondo, peering at the phone, his lips pursing slightly. “He’s right, you’re going the wrong way.” Kondo scuffs beside the younger. “He’s not gonna listen Zitao, so just forget about it.” He opens a compartment to pull a map, tossing it at elder. “Learn how to read.” He spoke before walking off to one of the bedrooms.
Zitao stared at the male as he walked away, flickering his gaze to his silent mate. “You could at least say something instead of just sitting there in silence.” He grimaced before he walked off to the room Kondo previously entered.
STARTER: @solarxtrinity [ Soetsu ]
“How about this? Do you think he’ll like it?” He held an inky black distressed ripped t-shirt; a frown suddenly tugging his lips. “Nevermind...I don’t think he’ll like it.” A sigh parts his lips as he tosses the shirt back where it belonged, flickering her gaze back toward his best friend. “Let’s go somewhere else, this place has nothing I’m looking for.”
theadmiredanddespised | Dongjin
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{ 📲 ; to my Knight ♞ } I have the whole day off...
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“I’m only showing you this now because you’re officially my significant other right, and if you laugh I swear I’m cutting you off on everything.” Kondo sent a heated glare toward his boyfriend before pushing play to start his video.
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{ 📲 ; to my Knight ♞ } Are you busy today?
{ 📲 ; to my Knight ♞ } Can I come over?
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“Dongjin, how many times do I have to tell you that you’re doing it wrong.” He snatched the concealer from the elders hands, turning Dongjin around so he could do his makeup for him. “It’s like this.” He placed the makeup under Dongjin’s eyes in a triangular shape, grabbing the proper brush to blend it in. “There, that’s how you do it. Now your dark circles are gone.” He put the brush back into the little container by the sink. “Why do you even put on that way? I’ve never seen someone do it like that.” He giggled
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The blaring music infused with the amount of alcohol Kondo was consuming was positively exhilarating. The upbeat tempo reverberated of the walls, hitting his chest with much force. “Can I get a pitcher of beer?” He yelled over the music, so the bar keep can hear him. Kondo swayed his hips to the beat as he waited for his drink.
Kondo was close with all the workers, and even the owner of the club since he visits quite frequently. He didn’t have to wait in line, and he always got he drinks in a timely manner. “Thanks!” He told the bartender. Before he could down this whole pitcher, he was rudely shoved (his drink spilling on the person next to him.) by a bulky fellow that could obvious take him out with once punch. Thus he turned toward the guy, who’s lap was slopping wet. “Uh...sorry, but that wasn’t my fault.”