"Why don't we make this party a little scarier by playing truth or dare in the dark?"
Halloween Starters! 🍁🍂💀👻🎃
Jongdae turned to the male, nodding at his suggestion. “That’s a great idea, honestly!” He flashed a smile at the other, looking around. “Do you think they’ll agree to it though?”
“No.. I mean- yes, do you see that? How can you say that isn’t scary?” He shakes his head in disbelief as he continues to point at the screen where a masked figure had been paused on the TV screen. Scary movies weren’t his thing at all but somehow he ended up watching one with his dongsaeng since they had finished today’s filming out on the beach. He was set on trying to explain himself. “He looks like something out of a kids nightmare!”
☯: what my muse says to yours after they haven’t spoken for five hours since a fight
Yoona has never, ever been the person to fight a lot. She hated it, hated the guilt that always followed without a doubt, she hated upsetting people and making them mad at her. So she always tried to solve arguments as quick as possible, caving in just after a few minutes unless she was seriously mad.
Yet it had been hours since she last spoke to Sehun, and it was taking a bigger toll on her than she would have liked to. It had been something silly to begin with, but pride and stress and exhaustion had pushed it along until both set off into different directions, a cold silence following the heated screams.
By now Yoona was clutching her phone in her hands, shakily dialing Sehun’s number to get this over with. He answered the phone, but did not talk, giving Yoona the time to ramble. So she did.
“Look, I’m sorry, okay? I-you know, I hate arguments, and I wasn’t even seriously mad at you, and we both said dumb things and I feel so guilty and---can’t we just get back to normal? I miss you an awful lot just because we argued, and I’d do anything, just----I cannot stand you being mad at me for any longer. Please.”
Her voice reduced to a whisper near the end, and she felt more than pathetic, but also relieved to finally have gotten all of this weight off her chest. Now she only had to anxiously wait for his answer and hope she’d be forgiven.
One of the things that Eunbi hated the most was sharing her favorite foods with others. Sure, she was all for sharing food.. But when it came down to her favorites, you’d have to kill her before she’d even think about sharing with you.
Today, a fan had graciously gifted her with a bag of those honey-butter chips everyone in Korea had been going crazy over for a while now. She gladly accepted the fan’s gift and headed into the broadcasting building, immediately walking to the part of the building nobody really visited in hopes she would be able to eat her chips in peace.. That was until she felt someone steal the bag of chips from her hands. “Hey!” She exclaimed as she turned to meet the perpetrator.
Laughing as she was met by a familiar face, she tried to grab the chips back from the male, only to find out that his reflexes were much faster than hers. “If you don’t give my chips back, I’ll have to resort to force!” She said as she tried her best to put on a tough expression.
“You can’t even reach me to hit me, shortie-” The male had spoken too soon, and before he knew it, she had punched his arm. “OW!!”
“Will you just give me back my chips?” She finally asked as she crossed her arms in front of her, “Maybe I’ll share with you if I’m feeling nice.”
( * he lets out a laugh, feeling a little embarrassed at the random nickname he made )yes yes, the young rap god is here. ( * he snickers ) Hello, hyung! and thank you for the welcome! It’s good to see familiar faces around. I heard you’re preparing a comeback, is everything going well so far?
So when will you release your own album rapstar? I’m just kidding. ( ` he shakes his head and allows a small laugh to escape. ) Yeah, I’ve seen a lot of familiar faces around here, too-- or at least, familiar to my TV set. It’s cool being able to meet everyone in person, though. ( ` he quickly nods to the other. ) Ah, yes we are and everything is moving smoothly! We’ll be returning to the stage and with comebacks come new opportunities to appear on variety shows and such, so I’m really looking forward to the future.
( ! ) Masterlist of Memes↳ ♫ - A drabble about our muses inspired by the next song that comes on shuffle.
now playing: sam smith - leave your lover. (for more information read t h i s)
&oshne:
☂ —“Bang Sujin,” the same, sweet and lithesome stature stood parallel in front of her; all while it sported the same crooked grin, “I’m dating someone.” Rain poured outside, seemingly ever-lasting, its repetitious rapport rhyming to a steady beat. [1]
× You’ll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain, and how it feels to fall behind.. and watch you call her name.
The aforementioned forecast was metaphorical of course, the forecast was way too warm for this,every inch of Seoul soaked underneath the sun’sembrace; all except the certain corner of the caffeine filled brasserie. Her reply curt and pallid, “Ah, is that so?” were her words.
× Don’t have directions, I’m just rolling down this road. Waiting for for you for you to bring me in from out the cold..
In a café they sat, where a few other idols would frequent as well. “I told you she’d say ’y e s’.” a broken smile tugging upon her lips, broken. Sujin blankly traced an digit along the ceramic’s tepid brim. Everything was lukewarm these days, her coffee, the climate, and her relationship with the praised and acclaimed Oh Sehun. There were moments where everything was heated, and though now it was on the low, it ceased a few of her worries while stoking a bigger one.
× We sit in bars and raise our drinks to growing old.
“She’s really something, isn’t she?” a saccharine mien etched upon the dancer’s face. The brunette only protruded a visible nod in response. Neck peered up, she met his gaze, lit with a stricken look, infatuated; Sujin was familiar with that look, she knew how it felt, she was once filled with love, too. “I’m really happy for oppa,” and that was an lie uttered by impulse. Unexpectedly, Sujin acted well than she thought she’d fare. “Actually, I–..”
× Oh, I’m in love with you.. and you will never know.
“자기야!” came the familiar tones that cut Sujin’s premonition of a confession short. As if following suit, Nari, sauntered along, eyes glued onto the twosome tucked in the corner. “Oh, Sujin-ah.. you didn’t tell me you’d be here, too?” the female settled in between the both of them, while Sehun darted a fazed look on his face.
“No, don’t worry, it’s not a date!” Sujin chuckled as a response. “Actually, Sehun-oppa and I were just talking about you.” she added, the ending falling into a gradual decrescendo.
× But if I can’t have you, I want this life alone.. Spare you the rising storms, and let the rivers flow..
Sickening as it was, the vocalist could only muster a facade. The couple spent the next few moments talking, pools deeply locked to each other. Whatever they had, it felt so full… Another smile tugged upon her lips, only for her to shake it off; a cynical thing to do. Sujin intended to stay affected, it was her choice, her own will. “Almost forgot!” she stood up from her seat, garnering both Nari and Sehun’s attention. “I’m hanging out with Wooju today, too. Well.. I’m gonna leave you two.” she excused herself, shuffling away, “And.. oppa! I’ll pay for the drinks,”