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20. ❝There’s nothing to be afraid of.❞

sumin knows sarang’s dream was to become famous. she didn’t know the reason but she knew the female studied music composition in the same university that she studied communication. despite the fact they had, by chance, met quite a few times around the snu’s buildings and had started a friendship of sorts, sumin still couldn’t understand how the other wished to become famous. with fame came responsibility, lack of privacy, lies taking over the media passed as the truth, ruining lives in their path.

although sumin wished to become a news reporter, it didn’t mean she liked journalism or approved of it. in fact, she hated it. it was nearly impossible to explain this to people and so that was the reason why she kept that a secret. however, despite not approving of people wishing to be swarmed by paparazzi for a living, she didn’t wish for sarang to be afraid of living the life she wanted. sumin might seem emotionless, but she cared for her friends.

“there’s nothing to be afraid of,” she starts, hoping her tone of voice was kinder this time around, “if you know how to deal with it, of course. though you’ll learn how to with time. i speak with experience or i wouldn’t be able to say this to you. it does seem rather scary” (and it was), “but you’ll do great, i’m sure.”

[instigxte-blog]

❛ a pretty face doesn’t guarantee a pretty heart. ❜

◐ -- he held the cigarette in between his teeth, fishing for his lighter in his pocket, his eyes turning up to her as he lit the end and inhaled. ---”it sure doesn’t, doll face.” a smirk came over his mouth as he blew the smoke out of the corner from his lips. 

[kwnjh]

“I’m not any good at ice skating.”

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“uh… uhhhh, excuse me? wait, i don’t know right now, i might be mistaken… maybe i heard you wrong just now… heol, am i hallucinating again? ah, really…” the additional, erratic wincing that follows up right after at the trudging heels of his spoken words sounds just as faux as the evident lie he’d just told, staring brown eyes narrowed and pressing with faked distress while pearly white teeth clench in silent await for her to realize that he were merely messing around. he’d actually never once — not even for five seconds, hallucinated throughout the entire length of his healthy ongoing life before, or at least not yet, though he’d figured; since she didn’t know him at all that well for the time being, since she wasn’t much aware of that true yet rather excessive personality which he were keeping neatly buried and locked beneath the entirety of his charms and wits, giving the little dramatic, murmured fib a shot couldn’t hurt anybody. was hearing the wrong things even part of the whole ‘hallucination’ ordeal anyway? he didn’t know much about that stuff and couldn’t remember what he’d seen in movies before, despite so casually using it as an excuse just now, still.

this was it. you know, those times when some people only react in a certain way towards something said to them because they simply just don’t want to accept, or own up to the spoken words and do something about it. this was what he was doing because why in the world was she admitting to that now that they were all laced up and ready to climb out into that cold ass rink? he were expecting for an experience where she’d be teaching him how to do it, holding tightly onto oppa’s arm and pulling him along because he’s super bad at keeping his balance in the biting cold. not one where they’d both be holding onto each other, equally as appalled and clumsy on ice, and possibly getting injured later or something. sheesh. “no but really…” he drops all the dramatics and straightens, squaring his broad shoulders and arching his brows. “you’d better start learning right now so you can teach me, because then we’d both be falling on our asses everywhere in here. i don’t feel like going blind anytime soon.”

[fuzaken]

❝ How about we just never mention this again? ❞

“Yes, I agree,” he replied instantly, scoffing embarrassedly when the old lady not too far from them glared heatedly at him. Okay, it wasn’t his fault, alright. He just wanted to buy milk for his nearly empty fridge, but he couldn’t help it that when he picked up the carton from its place, there was a spider on it. It wasn’t big, but what the hell was a spider doing there anyway? How in the world even this creature crept up to this store? The old lady from before (she wasn’t even the janitor, for god’s sake, no need to be that mad) kept cursing under her breath, and he was pretty sure he just made an enemy right then.

[softsinnings]

Kiss me

18. wrist

The virtue of charity quite admired the girl in front of her. She seemed sweet and nice. Approaching the other, Woojin bowed and smiled at her. “Pardon me miss, but I hope you don’t mind if I gave you one of these.” He said, taking the other’s wrist, and placing a kiss on it.