#p:june

[247wonpil-blog]

— together this time.

Parties... Wonpil doesn’t remember the last time he ever went to one- high school probably, but that lifetime seems so far away now. But the moment he received an invitation to a birthday bash for Jiyong, he didn’t think it would hurt to go to one. Also, it wasn’t just a random party. It was a friends...? Wonpil wasn’t too sure what his relationship with Jiyong was, but if their encounter was because of music, he was set. No explanations necessary. Not long ago, Wonpil had finished a song they were both working on and what a better present than a song? In his mind, he was set. Well, kind of.

Now, his sense of fashion faltered ever since high school. He wasn’t the best dressed back then either, but if you saw him now, your eyes would be scarred. And don’t even get me started with that pink sweater of his. Wonpil took out his phone and quickly found Junhoe’s number.

“You got the invitation, right?” It was plainly obvious that the other did. Back in high school, he had gotten into a clique Wonpil most disliked and all they ever seemed to do was get into these types of scenes and without him. “I need a date, want to come with?” He asked, dropping himself onto his bed. “Plus, I need to borrow some clothes.” Wonpil wasn’t really sure if there were the same size anymore, but he’ll work something out. “I’m also going to be playing this new piece as a present. Wouldn’t want you to miss it~” He cutely added at the end, biting his lip in anticipation for his answer.

@247june

[the-wiktor]

It's out of my hands | June & Wiktor

Wiktor: he couldn't believe they were doing this. His hearth thumped as he grinned at his twin who seemed just as excited. Somewhere to the left Nikolai, their youngest older brother, was arguing with a woman at the desk for their ferry tickets. The twins were snickering and Wiktoria was taking selfies with the sea behind her. In the distance they could see the Scilly Isles they would spend their spring break. It was supposed to be a week of leisure and fun. And lots of tackling and chasing Nikolai, Wik new; nothing new on the horizon. As he was laughing at his sister's attempts to not fall over but reach as far away with her phone as she can, Wiktor's eyes suddenly caught a familiar silhouette approaching his brother and lining behind him for tickets. He waved for his twin and then jogged to the figure. "You gotta be kidding me, that you Chick?" He laughed but innerly cursed in Russian, more amused than anything else.

[aaliyah-draak]

Show And Tell || June & Aaliyah

They were still in the tail end of the recent heat wave and the sun still beat down relentlessly. It was days like these that Aaliyah was thankful for the river and the shade the tree's of it's banks provided. But the brunette was not about to let the heat keep her from enjoying her time by the river, and it seemed the same was true for June Whitley. Aaliyah had met the writer a few times before, even promising her to help with her research for her novel. From what Aly could gather; she was a warm, bright person who loves what she does. Motioning for the other woman to take a seat against the tree beside her, Aaliyah reached a hand out for her notebook, excited to see what kind of things run through the heads of writers. 

[carson-alexander-hummel-blog]

Pre party prep || juneson

Carson: grabbed a few pretty lacy things and quite a few leather things as well. Of course he could have done much better if he'd had a bit more time to prepare and the knowledge of June's measurements but he was certain he could make the beautiful - albeit innocent - girl look as if she just might belong at a bondage party. On a whim, he also threw a bit of relatively tame bondage gear into his bag, just for good measure. Carson had already showered and chosen his own outfit so, after meticulously styling his hair, he was out the door and on his way to June's. Opening up the text message from the girl herself he double checked the apartment's number, preferring not to wander aimlessly around campus in hopes of stumbling upon the right one. It didn't take him long at all to find the correct door. It was only after he briskly nodded that a thought popped into his mind; what if Gabriel were to open the door? God, but Carson didn't know if he'd be able to stop himself from smacking the stupid self satisfied smirk off his face.