#minhyunchoi

[persego]

“ please don’t start with me, okay?” // welcome to double kill~

minhyun-choi, 

Indigo couldn’t help snort at the male’s words. She rolled her eyes as her hands traveled through her golden locks, arms crossing over her chest. “Nobody’s starting anything. I simply gave criticism to something you called me in to help you with. You don’t take it constructively…” She paused, shrugging her shoulders. “Then oh well. That’s your problem, honey, not mine.” Despite the emotion she heard in his voice before, hers was completely void of any feelings whatsoever. Her words were blank and nonchalant. “But that’s what happens when you request assistance from someone. They put in their input. If you’re not gonna be able to deal with mine, then this isn’t gonna work then, hm?” Indigo tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear, letting out a small sigh as she looked around. “So, is this done,” she motioned to him and the negative body language she was perceiving, “or can we continue on because I think it could get somewhere. But, that’s up to you. Just decide now because I can go get myself something to eat instead.” 

[jjotten]

@minhyun-choi

( s m s ) trust me I know its tough right now ( s m s ) but you’re half way there ( s m s ) but in the mean time ( s m s ) I’m all up for visiting near your base!!

[ txt ] Your confort words help me a lot. Really. [ txt ] There’s no much time left. I’ve been here for a year already. [ txt ] Would you come? That sounds fantastic! Please come! I’ll be happy to meet you!

[loropechika]

@minhyun-choi

He smiled to the woman. “I would indulge, but I’m trying my best to get back into a healthy life lifestyle,” Minhyun revealed. “Thank for the offer though. What your name by  the way?”

“well. it usually helps yes. and my name is aya. ueto aya. and yours?” she smiled back at him.

[amoralie]

Dear person I’m jealous of,

Dear person I’m jealous of,

look at you. always so bright and happy, always talking about all the cute things your boyfriend did for you, bragging about how your daddy bought you that dress you wanted but couldn’t buy yourself because it was too expensive, but you cannot wear cheap stuff! honestly, I am sick of you, and your stupid perfect life. Congrats to you that everything goes right and that life is all but a misery to you. But remember, the downfall may come sooner than you think.

good luck in life, bitch.

[jessicastrung]

;lass uns laufen

minhyun-choi

Jessica was approaching the hall on sparkling heels, the sounds of her shoes making soft, characteristic clicks along marbled flooring that held some minor imperfections in the form of black swipes - almost reminiscent of a child’s finger painting. Her dress fell into the style of mullet chiffon, its train trailing in a gentle sweep as she moved with purpose - curls loose and dark around her shoulders.

Her client had requested to meet her at the venue, a strange task but the taxi expense had been covered by her agency - and yet Jessica was already a little wary of who she was to meet. She wondered just who had decided to skip out on first meetings - perhaps wishing to cut the cost of picking up their date? She’d only have to wait then.

The sound of laughter and chat was muted through the tall walls and thick wooden doors - the atmosphere a little quieter out here in the lobby, with only one or two taking a breather by an open door leading out into the hotel’s gardens. Jessica watched a couple or two amble through the darkening evening through a break in one of the rose bushes, her head cocking to the side as she fell into thought. She wondered how long she’d have to wait - surely the client would recognise her from her profile photo from the agency. 

[keybums]

minhyun-choi

Minhyun’s arm wrapped around the male and he sighed. “You’re arm feels weird, Namjoo,” he told her before he yawned and snuggled the male closer. “I was thinking about the wedding too,” he told the male who he thought was his girlfriend. “We need to-,” Minhyun started before he opened his eyes and yelled. “Yah! Why are you in my bed Kibum?” he asked the other in a shout before getting out of bed.

Who the hell is Namjoo?? He felt like he was in a really bad, cringe worthy, too-hungry-for- ratings  K drama.  But he wasn’t wearing the obligatory wig to compliment the idea , and was clad in his hometown’s logo from the waist down. So, he gawks beneath furrowed brows, eyes far too wide for his own good as he all but rolls off the bed and crashes to the ground. “Yah!“ He echos, with a spike in pitch that betrays his nervousness.  “What are you doing  thinking about a wedding I haven’t consented too? Huh...? This is crazy!”

[heavenleetaemin]

"I like you. You seem like a cool dude."

Pursing his lips, he glanced up, flashing a small smile, “Not as cool as you seem, tall person. It’s nice to meet you! I’m Taemin, yes.”