#muselessnation

[mxrtifero]

STARTER ! ⇢ @muselessnation

❝ I fucking love Tinder. Whenever I want a break, I just take out my phone and judge 100 people ❞

[ofdamnation]

text —— GRUMPY CAT !

KYUNGAH: aish why are u such a baby

KYUNGAH: fine whatever i was gettin’ bored anyway

[ofdamnation]

text —— MEL SAJANGNIM !

CHOL: need? me?

CHOL: what for? what did i do now?

[ofdamnation]

text —— JUSTIN SEONBAE !

YOOMI: seonbae i s2g

YOOMI: i'll fight u tomorrow if u keep these lies up

[ofdamnation]

text —— ANNOYING !

GWANGHYUN: yah

GWANGHYUN: is this a joke?

GWANGHYUN: why would u think i would even care

[ofdamnation]

@muselessnation

“YAH, please melody——” he clears his throat, almost instantly going back to pretend to finish his sentence as he addresses her with the proper respect. “—— SAJANGNIM.” a small, innocent like smile creeps onto his lips, then sitting back in the make-up chair as the girl continues to get him ready for his MV shoot. “aish, can’t i just go out for one lousy drink when i’m done here? i never get to go out, ever. i think the last time was a BILLION years ago!” he exaggerates, shuffling around in his chair as if he’s so hard done by.

[ofdamnation]

@muselessnation

        “SEONBAE! oh lord, you startled me.” the female clutches her chest, calming herself down after the male popped out of nowhere to again ask her to lunch. “i haven’t eaten yet, have YOU? we should go get ramen, i’m in the mood for some, if that’s okay with you? we have an HOUR before class anyway. so we can go to that restaurant i told you about!”

[pseudonyist-archive-blog]

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“fuck.” gritting his teeth, he casts her a long look. at first he has to do a double take but sure enough wen he takes a longer look it is haneul. his haneul, he might add -- with some jackass. it’s that rush of irrational anger that quickly subsides to annoyance. despite still feeling the giddiness of performing there is no denying the embers fluttering in his chest threatening to burn away his reason. if he were honest, he didn’t like sharing what he deemed his. saix was a lot of things but one of those things wasn’t levelheaded. it didn’t even matter to him if he was doing what she had been only seconds before --- he’d go to hell and back before he ever just set her free --- it was convenient for him. so it’s no surprise when he unceremoniously plops right next to her in their booth. he doesn’t bother to give the dude a look; as far as he was concerned he was soon to be irrelevant, dropping a hand to her leg giving it a squeeze. “what are you doing?” he asks with a tilt of his head, lips set in a manner that suggests his train of thoughts. if she wanted to battle, siax wasn’t afraid of bringing a war. “who is this loser?” his head juts dismissively in the guy’s direction.