#ncvrrmind

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@ncvrrmind | geun + daniel for liking my ad!

“—This looks really good, Daniel.” The words break the silence they’ve been nursing, Geun’s hands tracing the lightness of the cotton clothes that line the rack in front of them. The line must be set to release soon with the RTW season just around, and though his words may seem commonplace—they’re worth far more than that. Geun had decided to delay the launch of his own line for the season, now putting him two seasons behind. ( There are stale reasons for this break that he doesn’t share to anyone, offering empty words that sound fulfilling anytime someone tries to question him on it. There are few people in his life right now who know enough to call him on his bullshit. If this is a part of the healing—Geun is still learning to deal with it. ) “The reception is going to be good for these. I know it. Where are you launching the line?” He questions, turning to face his colleague and friend. Geun doesn’t have many in the industry he can call a friend, but if he were to draw the line, he supposes Daniel would be on the better side of it.

[phnctsa]

☾ — ⋆ following the given path @ncvrrmind

“come on, don’t be ridiculous. i don’t care if you do not have time right now. you’re going to make time for me now. It has to be solved. you cannot be like that every single time!” chaewon crossed her arms, standing in front of the male. the last time it happened she had swallowed her anger, believing that it was just a one time thing happening but now that it was the second time already, there was not much patience in her anymore. “you said you’d show up and you didn’t. do you know how dumb i looked waiting for you there almost all night?” 

[coalcsce]

             he’d be lying if he said his face didn’t hurt like hell. sure, he had been punched in the face plenty of times but he never really got used to the feeling. he knew that his nose was bleeding and his lip was split open pretty good but he really didn’t need to be there. the only reason he went is because the cops had taken both him and the person who punched him to the hospital and minhyuk was in no position to fight with the cops. it feels like the police officer had been talking to him forever and he had already said he didn’t want to press charges he just wanted to go home. 

            he picks at the now dried blood that had dripped onto his shirt before making eye contact (for the tenth time) with the person who caused him to the be there in the first place. “do you have a problem or something?” the words come out a bit harsh but he just wants to leave.

@ncvrrmind liked for a wishlist starter !! based on this.

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— starter for @ncvrrmind​ ` * !

work had become routine for jaemin, almost the same way school was. however, surprises were more common at work, and they always affected jaemin in one way or another. when his favorite youtuber came into the cafe where he worked though, it was needless to say jaemin was more than a little shaken up. 

he had nearly choked on air when he first spotted inhyuk, and made a beeline for the back to start on his order because his coworker had the audacity to look at him (with confusion, no doubt), which meant inhyuk was probably looking at him too. oh god, was he? jaemin didn’t want to find out.

he took his time his order, though it was mostly due to the fact that his hands would shake every time he went to pick up something new. not to mention jaemin glanced up every few seconds to see where the male was, as if he would have gone somewhere without getting his latte first. once the drink was finished, jaemin blew out a puff of air and walked over to the table where inhyuk was seated without any hesitation. he cleared his throat and tried to ignore the fact that he felt as though he was vibrating as he finally spoke, “inhyuk, right? i, uh... have an iced matcha latte for you.”

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* ∘ — a starter for @ncvrrmind​ / / junho

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