#p: lay

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Flashback: I’m Your Angel >>> Edyla

A grunted escaped Eddie's lips as he pulled on his jacket and made a pained expression, "It hurts like a bitch Lay." He groaned and resisted the urge to touch the sore spot on his collarbone where he'd gotten the new tattoo. "I blame you." He teased as he looked up and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. "You ready for dinner?" He asked with a smile as he grabbed his keys off the table and took her hand in his.

It was nice being with Layla, she'd really help pull him out of a terrible depression, before he he'd been in a place darker than he'd like to admit and for once he was starting to feel alright. Of course the two of them actually ending up in a relationship was not part of the plan, but they'd grown on each other and lately had become inseparable. So much so that Eddie had taken it upon himself to inscribe how much she mean to him on his skin. Layla's Angel. That was what she always said anyways. He wasn't sure how true that was, since she was clearly the savoir of the two.

"I made reservations." He grinned, proud of himself for actually making an effort to go all out for her, clearly she'd gone all out tonight too, her bright red dress accenting her body in a way that made Eddie want to skip the dinner all together.

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You’re The Worst >> Layla x Eddie

Eddie sluggishly left his room and made his way down to the couch to wait for Layla’s arrival, he rarely entertained anymore, besides Eli but Layla was easy company and he figured they be to drunk or high to notice the mess the house was in, again, as always. As he waited he picked the remote of the arm of the couch and flipped on the tv, flipping through the channels aimlessly until he heard a car in the drive an got up tossing the remote back onto the couch and hurrying to the door, pulling it open before she had knocked. “Yo.” He spoke casually and grinned at the blonde.

@aloveotomyxx

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Yixing (continued)

Regarding my post about Yixing just now,

I do acknowledge that the interview was done in Indonesia, (I’m half Indonesian, ethnically) where homosexuality is strongly condemned and homosexuals have to fear for their personal safety and really guard their lives whenever they go out. No, it wouldn’t have been wise for them to let out an implication that they were gay, to go free.

I also get that essentially his intent was to clarify that none of the members are gay, but at the same time there are better ways than to go via the Siwon route and define a homosexual man as anything less than a ‘real’ human being. 

Again, thank you for reading.

Thank you anon!

[xm-yixing]

truth: what would you do if joonmyeon cheated on you?

(/ who is joonmyun what— ) … … lay! it’s for you. (/ lets lay have it. the question is read and lay doesn’t really have to think of his answer but he does click his tongue and pokes his molars with it bc he wants to laugh, sort of ) isn’t he already going to do that? (/ doesn’t sound bitter, just kind of sad, like he’s joking, bc he loves joonmyeon too much to ever be upset at him. but ok he needs to answer seriously and he realizes that ) well, what can i do? i just want him to be happy. (/ stuffs his hands in his pockets and all but shrugs—honestly he’d just welcome him back with open arms bc that’s how stupidly in love lay is )

[xm-yixing]

(/ he takes a look down at his phone when it buzzes and smiles a bit at the response, a little curious as to what his ' gift' may be. joonmyun busies himself with the thought and it passes the time until he hears the knocking on his door. a smile crosses his face as he hurries to pull it open, only to see lay with a pretty red shade of hair. ) ... (/ he's speechless as he stares, and a smile finally crosses his features as he reaches out to touch it. ) when did you.. ?

(/ chuckles softly and steps forward a little closer so joonmyun can touch ) this morning. (/ shrugs a shoulder bc it was an impulse decision he has no explanation for if joonmyun were to ask; pauses and sort of stares a little bc joonmyun is his gravity and it's one of the few things he can understand. he takes the hand touching his hair and laces their fingers together, eyes bright and happy still ) do you like it?

[xm-yixing]

text* i'll see you soon then. (: text* oh really? now you're making me wonder. text* i don't have a gift for you thouhgh ...

text: you’re the only gift i want. :)

(/ about half an hour later there are three knocks on the door. and lay is standing outside, patiently waiting, hair dyed a pretty red )

[xm-yixing]

text* they're learning from a good teacher, then. (: text* ... i miss you, too. probably more than i can say, haha. (/ backspaces the second sentence. ) text* i'm sure you would have invited yourself over either way, hm? text* i'm at home now. there's no one else that's filled the friday evening spot, so i went home early. text* .. are you coming over now?

text: i’m on my way.text: i have something for you, btw. see you in a bit 

[xm-yixing]

text* how did you know -- ( / backspaces ) what do you mean ;; text* is practice hard? we haven't seen each other for a while. text* i know you've been busy, though -- text* sort of kidding? (/ a little amused by this. ) text* did you want to come over then?

text: not really. my students learn quicklytext: i know :( which is why i miss youtext: and which is why i’m taking that as an invitation, hahatext: your office or your apartment?