#ncctars

[mccnxhild]

finn was not one to insert himself into other’s business but he couldn’t help but notice the other. at the dinner it seemed like everyone was having a good time, so for them to be seemingly upset he was confused. they were outside all by themselves and he wasn’t sure why. “i’m finn, i’m jaehyun’s friend too.” he said softly before taking a seat on near to them but careful to not too close, but close enough to be comforting. “you.. seem upset are you alright?” he asked hoping that wasn’t too forward, but just enough to be able to get them to let him help even just a little. “it’s getting a little cold i can’t just let you sit out here alone, i can call you a cab, or walk you home if you’d like, or go back inside?” he offers trying to not force them into talking to him about why they maybe so upset.  // @ncctars​ 

[divinecries]

            ‘  it’s  mine  from  now  on  !!  ’   as  usual,  jason  took  the  drink  without  even  asking.  only  to  almost  spit  it  back  out.     ‘  oh  fuck  !!   i  thought  this  was  cold  !!   it  burned  my  tongue  !!   ’  //  @ncctars​

[ofdamnation]

          ’  he  told  everyone  though!!  my  entire  life  is  over . . .  they  think  that  we  . . .  ’     she  can’t  even  bring  herself  to  say  it  ,  soft  pout  forming  on  her  lips  instead  .     //     closed  starter  for  @ncctars​  based  on  this  plot!

[everwonder]

･:*:･ﾟ☆ ⤹  drew & tba  ⋆

based off of this ⤹ @ncctars​

❛ we’re better off without a label .. ❜

[lovedcult]

          “  stay  for  a  while  before  you  go,  ”  she  offers  a  tilt  of  her  head,  not  quite  aware  of  the  pout  that  accompanies  her  own  plead.  yet  it  seemed  no  matter  how  long  or  often  the  other  willed  to  extend  their  time,  it  would  never  be  enough.  jolee  never  knew  why  she  craved  their  presence  so  often  and  so  deeply  …  or  perhaps  she  did  and  she  was  just  too  afraid  to  say  it  aloud.  “  let’s  just  not  rush,  okay  ?  you  always  have  to  go  so  soon.  ”

   LYRIC  STARTERS  /   (  for  lovers  who  hesitate  by  jannabi  )  …  DELIVERY  FOR  /  @ncctars

[sinfulhymns]

@ncctars​ 

Woosung watched the other pacing the room a bit looking for their shirt, he didn’t have the heart to tell them that the shirt they were looking for, he was currently wearing. He sat up a bit in bed scooting over to the edge reaching his hand out to softly grab their forearm “Ya know, we’ve done this multiple times, we fall in bed with one another, and you rush out of here to leave, but I was hoping maybe this time would be different.” He looked at the other with pleading eyes begging them to maybe stay before he softly spoke “I just….I want you to stay and hold me, just for a bit longer before you leave. Please?” Woosung couldn’t help it, sure they had stated in the beginning it would be a no strings attached relationship, but he couldn’t help himself, Woosung wore his heart on his sleeve and it was inevitable he would catch feelings eventually.

[svcreds]

@ncctars​ ♡

      “  you aren’t busy tomorrow, are you ?  ”

[oizysd]

@ncctars​.

           ALL  THAT  WAS  BURIED  has  resurfaced  in  a  frenzy  that’s  left  him  aching,  lamenting  over  memories  that  were  once  only  that   ——  simple memories,  often  difficult  to  grapple  with,  but  nothing  compared  to  this.  in  the  days  leading  up  to  today,  aziel  wasn’t  exactly  in  a  pristine  working  condition.  one  too  many  nights  of  being  cross - faded  resulted  in  him  being  practically  dragged  here,  unaware  of  what  the  campaign  entailed  until  his  arrival,  including  who  would  be  involved.  needless  to  say,  seeing  alex  before  him  was  unexpected,  much  less  learning  that  they’d  be  working  alongside  one  another.  silence  on  both  ends,  professionalism  seemed  to  have  won  them  over,  but  in  reality,  aziel  isn’t  sure  he’d  know  what  to  say  even  if  all  else  fell  away  and  they  were  left  to  their  own  devices.  the  emotional  turmoil  that  he’s  experiencing  even  now,  as  he  stands  alone  in  the  chair  of  his  dressing  room,  is  because  alex  is  so  much  more  than  a  dimmed  friendship  fated  to  end    ——  along  with  this  all  comes  regret  of  how  things  turned  out,  how  he  turned  out,  what  he  did.  in  the  midst  of  staring  in  the  mirror  (  barely  registering  his  surroundings,  much  less  his  own  reflection  ),  he  hears  someone  enter,  thoughts  interrupted.  it’s  not  until  he  turns  to  look  at  the  source  that  he  feels  the  pang  in  his  chest  worsen.  unable  to  manage  a  single  word  for  the  time  being,  he clenches  his  jaw  and  allows  himself  to  stare  silently  for  the  first  time  since  they  were  reunited.