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[text]: Are we going to do this or what?
[ ✉️ sms ⇢ lili ] going to do…….. what?[ ✉️ sms ⇢ lili ] ummm… is there something that i’m forgetting here….?[ ✉️ sms ⇢ lili ] can’t you be any more clearer for fuck’s sakes.[ ✉️ sms ⇢ lili ] you do know i suck at guessing games so therefore i don’t like these guessing games, right?
[text]: Don’t get too comfortable.
[ ✉️ sms ⇢ unknown number ] don’t worry… i won’t. [ ✉️ sms ⇢ unknown number ] uhh…. wait a minute… who the hell is this anyway?
[text]: You’re dead meat.
[ ✉️ sms ⇢ unknown number ] and who is this supposed to be? do i know you? [ ✉️ sms ⇢ unknown number ] …. is that supposed to be a threat? [ ✉️ sms ⇢ unknown number ] because if it is… then you should try better next time.
[text]: What the hell are you saying?
[ ✉️ sms ⇢ unknown number ] yOOIU CAN BNEVER HASVE ENOUIGH MOJJITOS OIN YOIUR LIOIFEEEEEE!!![ ✉️ sms ⇢ unknown number ] TPIHIS IOS LIOIKE THE BEST THOING EBVER!!!!
[text]: EMERGENCY: BRING ICE CREAM
[ ✉️ sms ⇢ soojung ] bUT WE JUST HAD ICE CREAM THE LAST TIME.[ ✉️ sms ⇢ soojung ] oh my god soojung i swear to god you and your ice cream obsession[ ✉️ sms ⇢ soojung ] pfft. what do i get in return?
[text]: You’re dead meat.
[ ✉️ sms ⇢ unknown number ] …… who the fuck is this? [ ✉️ sms ⇢ unknown number ] nice try satan. better luck next time.
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♪ Zedd - Stay the night – I know that we were made to break, So what? I don’t mind
“I’m so tired of your bullshit, Byulyi.”
How many times have Byulyi heard those words? She probably lost count already. Byulyi was very aware that their relationship wasn’t going smoothly. They were fighting almost everyday, arguing about petty things, mostly because of Byulyi’s personality. She was pessimistic about everything, not to mention that she was impatient with almost everything. But even so, still she appreciated that Miyoung tried to deal with her bullshit. She tried to change at some point, but it wasn’t that easy, after all.
It was one of those nights were they argued once more, she couldn’t even remember how did it started – and for sure it was Byulyi’s fault. It was always her fault anyway. Her gaze left the television, glancing at the older female that was standing in the middle of the room, ready to leave the place in any minute. Byulyi didn’t spoke up, nor did she showed any emotion at this very moment. She simply stared at Miyoung.
“I’m going home. There’s no point in staying anyway, you don’t even want to talk.”
Byulyi didn’t want to talk, it was true. A sigh escaped from her lips, more like a frustrating one actually. She wasn’t the really the vocal type to begin with, and at most times where they had these petty arguments, she prefer to keep her mouth shut, not wanting to make things worse, especially when she becomes easily pissed with almost everything, and arguing was one of the things she hated, she gets frustrated most of the time since she wasn’t able to say most of the things she wanted to.
The older turned around hastily, she was walking away, leaving Byulyi alone in her apartment.
No. Don’t–
And a few seconds after, Byulyi was there, following the latter before she could even walk out of the apartment. The younger grabbed a hold of her hand, stopping her from walking away, she pulled her into a tight hug from behind, her arms secured around the latter’s waist, her chin resting against the older’s shoulder.
“I’m sorry–”
“Please stay even just for tonight.”
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1: aggressive kiss
This was probably the third time she had seen Babysoul on the club she was working, she wasn’t entirely sure as to why the girl kept coming back – did she liked the music they play here that much? Or maybe she like the crowd too much? Either that or maybe she was going back because of Moonbyul? Probably the last one, but nevertheless, Byulyi was always in denial about these kinds of stuffs, she does not really believe that someone was actually enjoying her company, or maybe she just doesn’t want to believe that someone actually likes her company after all.
So there they were on the bar stools, sitting and talking like there was no tomorrow. It was probably their fifth drink already, though she had to admit she was kinda tipsy already, she still manage to make a conversation that actually makes sense. It was such a relief that her set had finally ended, she could do whatever she want now without worrying about her work and responsibilities.
How does it taste like?
Byulyi glanced at Babysoul, blinking absentminded. “Oh, you mean my drink?” she chuckled embarrassingly. “It taste like–” she paused, trying to think of the best way to actually describe the taste of her drink, but to her luck, she couldn’t think of anything – probably because she was too tipsy to even think about shit right now. “I don’t know how to explain, how about you just taste it yourself?” the other seem to just nod, she was probably that curious. However, she did not offered her drink to the other and instead she gestured her to lean closer.
The next series of events went by so fast, Babysoul did what she was told to, leaning closer to Byulyi, but instead of letting the other drink from her own glass, she drank half of it, leaning in closer, her hand suddenly getting a hold of the other’s neck, pulling her even closer, closing the few distance in between them as she captured the latter’s lips with her own, pressing her lips against hers forcefully. Her lips parting slightly, letting the cold liquid flow past her lips. While Byulyi was at it, she took the kiss in another level, nibbling against Babysoul’s bottom lip, sucking and biting it after before she leaned back.
If it wasn’t for the alcohol, Byulyi probably wouldn’t have the guts to do such bold move, and so she blame the alcohol for the spike of confidence on her veins. She licked her lips, though she wasn’t so sure whether it was because the alcohol taste so good, or because the feeling of Babysoul’s lips against hers was rather intoxicating.
“So, how does it taste like?”
