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[92skjin]

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█ ▌ » 「 𝓙 」 «    “ Chunji.. The model? I’ve heard a lot about you. ”

[kjxngdae]

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“Yah, did you even hear yourself scream?” Chanhee was in a laughing fit as he cradled his stomach, which was hurting from laughing way too much. He didn’t mind baring the slight pain in his stomach though. Laughing at the other was more enjoyable than having to sit through another jump scare. “It was scary scene, but you practically shrieked Jongdae-ssi! I didn’t even know your voice could go that high!”

Squinty eyes had faced the other male as Jongdae purely took a few deep breaths, not only to recover from the huge scare he had gotten but also to stop himself from screaming at the other, to further convince him that it wasn’t that bad and anyone could have gotten scared. “YOU screamed too!” He once more protested, fists slamming against his own legs to prove his own point, as he felt determined not to be the only one dragged down into the mocking zone. “As long as you admit we were both scared... I will let this whole thing go.”

[jinahz-blog]

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Chanhee’s frown pissed Jinah off. Really pissed her off. The fact that such a lovely boy could ever be sad broke her heart a little. He deserved nothing more than to be happy and blissful all his days. They already had a heart to heart about the reason for his sadness, but there was still a seriousness in the air that made her frown. He deserved the world and she wanted to give it to him, even if it was just a little thing. She stood up, disappearing from the room for what felt like ten minutes before coming out with her cat, her phone, some speakers, a hairbrush. Silence for a few seconds before a song began playing through her speakers. In grand fashion, Jinah began to sing the song, singing the lyrics loudly but laughing and having fun, dancing around the boy. The hairbrush became a microphone as she watched her cat follow her, shaking her little butt as if she was also dancing. More props appeared and she put a hat on Chanhee, followed by a scarf as the song continued on, louder and louder. Her singing became shouting now, her hair jumping around with her, the poor little kitten Miso-chan trying to keep up. It was something out of an animated movie, the whole apartment now enveloped in what seemed to be a sphere of positivity, song, and silliness. She shook her butt and jumped around, accidentally slipping and falling on her butt. But the song was still going, so she laughed and stood up, determined to finish the mission. When it was over, she sat beside him again, panting heavily, her hair a mess but a bright smile on her face. “How was that?” she said, grabbing his face, feeling sweaty and extremely happy, kissing the boy’s cheek loudly. “Be happy. I got your back. Always! I love you, Hee!”

[jaenitor-blog]

“i told him you were my gay best friend.”

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    Years ago, Jaeho would of been repulsed by the idea of gay men. He blamed it on his parents. They shoved the mentality of two guys loving one another as a sin down his throat. It was abnormal. Revolting even. Even now, his parents stood by their words. Jaeho? Not so much. As his interest in girls grew throughout his years as a teen, he came to the realization that with more gay guys equaled more single women. More potential. More nudes.

    But for Jaeho himself to be gay? HA.

    Too bad that other man failed to see so. No thanks to Chanhee. “Did you really– is that why he won’t stop eye fucking me from across the room?!” He shoots daggers at the blonde beside him; if it weren’t for the many bystanders, he’d do more than just glaring. Making headlines for punching a model in a face did not give him the good publicity he wanted. It’d scare the girls away! “Tits and ass. That’s what gets me hard. If I actually swung that way, I’d get off looking at my own dick in the mirror.” Jaeho rakes a hand through his hair, an exasperated sigh escaping his lips. “He’s the only one you told, right? None of the chicks around here heard?”

[flwrhn-blog]

starter for @lchvnh

It was rare that Lu Han volunteered himself to make a delivery. Without a car, a bike, and little money to go on, he tried to avoid going out of his way for anything. When he realized that the order came from a huge company though, he thought it would be best that he take it there himself than try to ask to get someone to pick it up. On the outside, it looked huge. It would be impossible for anyone to miss it. And, it looked a whole lot bigger on the inside. The size of the building and the amount of people that swarmed inside it made the pink-haired boy feel a lot smaller than he already did, and he hated it. Each step he took made him even more nervous. Before he’d have a full-blown attack, even though he hadn’t had one for a good couple of years, he hesitantly reached out to tug on the nearest person’s shirt. “Uh, excuse me-“ The florist cleared his throat and spoke up incase he didn’t hear him, the bouquet of flowers held against his chest. “Excuse me, could you take something up for me?”

[kuraixi-blog]

"Luhannie!" Chanhee called out to the other male when his eyes landed on him and brought a smile to his face. He held up a small bag, waving it around. "I made you some pasta for lunch!"

The brunette turned around hearing his name. He blinked in confusion before he spotted his other half in the cafe. Placing the small wash cloth down he walked over. “Aw! You didn’t have to do that.” A huge smile spread across his lips as he walked out from behind the counter and takes the bag. “Mmm it smells good! Thank you!” 

[kuraixi-blog]

Nerd!!

“Shhh...Not so loud!” Chuckles quietly, shaking his head. 

[blyoeu]

-- The shadows call for you, @lchvnh!

With one leg crossing over the other, Byunghun leans forward in his seat to give the model a blank look. His eyes travel across the other male’s face slowly, somewhat expectantly; as if he’s looking for... something. But when a sigh passes through his muted-tone lips, it’s obvious he doesn’t see what he’s looking for. “Has anyone ever told you that you look like a thumb?”