#seongtuan

[seongxjiwon]

"Let me see your phone"

seongtuan

There wasn’t much to do when Mark towered over Jiwon and snatched her phone from her closed fist, leaving a huge frown plastered on the female’s features. She had sensed it sometime around last week, his dissatisfaction in regards to her texting somebody unknown (only it was just Sehun, helping her plan for that surprise birthday party she has for him in less than two months). She had no idea he could be so prickly when envious of the opposite sex but she saw no point in it either because it wasn’t like she was actually texting anyone else but him. At least, not with those kinds of feelings. Though the two weren’t together in a relationship, Jiwon had made it clear that she was romantically interested in him and had hoped to make things official at his surprise birthday bash.

"Give it back!" She attempted to reach for it, jumping forward as she locked both arms around his waist, reaching angrily for her phone before he can even read any of her conversations. He didn’t seem content when the only name that popped out was Sehun’s and he didn’t give a second thought in clicking their conversation window. "Give it!" She repeated, flailing her hands in a desperate attempt of a block. Soon, his face contorted into a sheepish grin and Jiwon knew he had everything all figured out. A malor flush seeping through her cheeks, she turned around and pouted, folding her arms across her chest. "Now you’ve ruined my surprise!"

[lskyung]

-- smoothed edges; || eunhee & mark

strands of hair stuck to the thick sheen of sweat on her neck and forehead, her clothes clung uncomfortably to her damp skin, and her throat was dry from exhaustion. this all reflecting her previous activity in the training room. her head rested heavily on the mirror behind her, eyes blinking tiredly as her dance instructor's voice boomed in her overly sensitive ears. it was probably her fifth time getting scolded for what he described as 'half-assed' or 'pathetic and emotionless'. she was trying her hardest, really she was. dancing came naturally to her, but he expected more from her, and if she didn't meet his standards then this is the exact reaction she was going to get.

he wouldn't take any pity on her, so she didn't bother to yell back at him simply because she wasn't having the best day. starting from early that morning she woke up late, courtesy of staying up late in the night to finish up a ten paged research paper. no, she wouldn't tell him that after studying so hard for her psych test she bombed it anyway. or even that she'd fallen during track practice and skinned her knee, which was probably-- ultimately-- the reason she failed to hit the correct moves. instead she settled with a nod, telling him she would do better before she was dismissed.

eunhee bumped the sink water off with her wrist, her face drenched in cold water as she stared at herself briefly into the mirror. a tear seemed to escape from her right eye, blending in with the water droplets that ran down her cheeks. she shuffled over to her towel before burying her face into the cloth, patting her face dry as she made her way back into her room, throwing herself onto her bed. it was quiet there, as usual. too quiet for her racing mind, replaying the events of her day that she actually wanted to forget. she knew that her day could have been worse, but just the thought of everything made her feel like the walls were closing in on her. how she could have just tried a little bit harder, pushed herself a little more, then maybe she'd feel as if something good could have come out of her day.

"aish." she kicked her feet as she frowned. she had to stop thinking for a moment, take her mind off of those things. she rolled over on her side, huffing quietly as she reached for her phone. her thumb hovered over her friend's name before she typed her message.

[ to: m☺rk - hey punk, where are you.. are you busy? (╥︹╥) ]

silently hoping he wasn't, she let her phone fall from her fingers on her pillow as she waited for a response. she knew if there was anyone that she could rely on, it was him. after all he seemed to always know how to cheer her up, toughen her up a bit and not sweat the small things. feeling the vibration of the buzz, she grinned to herself as she brought her phone back up to her face.

[seongjessica]

reckless drunk

jessica jung swore herself that when taking part on this camping occasion or whatever, she wouldn't lay a single, precious finger on alcohol or anything that pertained ridiculous schemes, the thought of partying made her cringe. if she were her normal self at the moment, she could have been spreading cancer with her contradictions or slitting her throat open. but that's not how it went, here she was being drunk and lost somewhere in the middle of the night and who knows what might happen to a defenseless girl-- the possibilities were scary.

her mind was off, hazy and unstable. jessica clearly had no idea where she'd been going, her body was staggering. she took too much alcohol for her fragile body to take and her headache felt worse by the hour, she was dizzy and her whole body felt light. then, she remembered vomiting at least once or twice after she had ingested the alcohol awhile back.

jessica needed help, pronto. her body was on the verge of collapsing any moment soon with its current state. she couldn't keep walking and walking to the cabin solely, her own two feet were already so difficult to pick up and so, she let her body withdraw and lay down on a pile of leaves, close to the lake.

[seongxjiwon]

`〈 not such a bad thing | jiwon & mark

Jiwon would probably swear Sehun for as long as he lived for a) introducing her to Mark Tuan b) leaving the two in such an awkward situation, and c) not coming back. Chewing her bottom lip off, she tried her best to think of something to say, something to offer to break the awkward ice between herself and Mark but no matter what she did, all she could think of was that lust filled night in the back of his car and how she left him despite her promising him she'd be back. She never meant to abandon him but Sooyoung suddenly appeared out of nowhere and dragged her out, leaving Mark with nothing but her dress. She unconsciously brought her hand and wrapped it around clavicle, reminded of the purple mark he left on her skin. As she writhed under his eyes, she couldn't help but focus on the pace of her heart beat, quickening as the silence prolonged. She didn't know when the last time she felt this way but she's suddenly remembered of her high school self and her crazy crush on her Biology teacher. "I'm sorry. I really am." She pursed her lips, shifting her weight uncomfortably as she began to tug on the hem of her sweatshirt. She was aware of meeting Sehun's best friend but had she known it was the same Mark from the club and she would have covered up and wore something better instead of distressed denim shorts and her SNU Lacrosse pullover. Still, there was flutters in the pits of her stomach by just looking at the male in front of her, her heart stammering against her chest wildly. Tongue tied, she took a deep breath and said, "I meant to come back that night in the car. I didn't mean to leave so abruptly." All she could do was hope that he'd give her a chance to explain what happened.

[seongsuji]

▹ i'm still alive —

( `/ walking through the halls after the last class of that day and she's debating if she should stop at Starbucks for some coffee and maybe a snack, her eyes and hands busy with putting the clasp on her backpack on properly and she full on walks into someone and she jumps backwards, bowing ) Sorry. ( `/ says, voice void of emotion before she glances up and her eyes widen ) Wai -- Mark? 

[seongyooyoung]

• text to [ 마크마크 ] > yah. my father thinks that you're my boyfriend again.