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[slayeoff]

refill

⌇ ✎ ⌇  ❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE .

send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to…

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them

The clear surface of the warm water appears like a mirror, only the immaterial mass of flimsy steam blowing off the edges ruins the silent immobility. At the margins, the artificial flora casts green shadows over the liquid mass, dimming the room entirely. On the background, false impressions of chirping birds and buzzing bugs deafen other exterior sounds and complete the relaxing scenery. 

Floating over the pool, half over and half under the water, she feels startled once the surface is stirred by sudden bubbles. The agitation doesn’t sit well with her, so, she rolls over with a lazy twist of her limbs and begins swimming underneath after a graceful dive. 

Upon reaching the edge, Taeyeon places her hands over the cold tiles and her chin propped over them. Mindlessly, her feet still move, matching the movement of the splashes while her gaze raises to meet her friend’s standing lounged by the jacuzzi pool, sipping out a slim glass. 

“Are you enjoying yourself?” the grin curving her lips is present in her words. She pushes her own glass towards the half full bottle of wine and waits patiently for Sojin to take the cue. And she does. Her gaze analyzes the waves of liquid that slide down the walls with gurgling sounds. Content with the filling, she raises the glass towards the other’s and cautiously clicks hers against it.

“You are awfully quiet today. Is something on your mind?” 

[slayeoff]

don’t ever do that again.

⌇ ✎ ⌇  | miscellaneous angst starters.

“Do what exactly, hm?” the query has venom tailing its words; unfortunately, the venom is directed at the innocent.

Scattered shards, messy puddle and regrets stand at the feet of her stool. Fine, ruby veins stain the immaculate white of her orbs. Same orbs that vibrate with unease as they meet the disaster she has caused with a mere flick of her wrist. 

Don’t think of the worst? Don’t punish yourself? Don’t throw your cocktail glass on the floor because that’s actually scary and we’ll have to pay for it? Don’t make a scene in public because you will probably regret it later?

Between her thick brows, deep wrinkles form outlines. 

A girls’ night out, clubbing, dancing, drinking– that is Sojin’s idea of how to take her dongsaeng’s mind off her failures. At first, Taeyeon accepted the proposal because– hell– she needs to get away, to leave herself behind and loosen up. But as they lost count of time, of the numerous glasses that filled to the brim, and lost track of their discussion’s point, the older of the two begins to become curious and nag the other. Using the pettiest psychology techniques, she manages to force Taeyeon to open her mouth and spill most of the beans. 

Her story comes out unfiltered, something akin to gurgling. No beginning, no end. Just a tight thread of blame, guilt and remorse. And jealousy. 

Gratefully, the blaring music is enough to drown the shattering noise of the coupette glass hitting the clean tiles of the dance floor. It is not loud enough for the others to acquire, but it’s the cue Sojin needs to jolt out of her relaxed stance.

The idol stares at the mess for long moments, her vision slightly blurred. She shakes her head in a futile attempt to clear her mind before she jumps off the chair and crouches before the puddle. Instincts tell her to begin gathering the discarded pieces, but her reflexes are dull.

“Unnie, I think it’s time we went home.” her voice cracks. Her gaze avoids the other’s.

[slayeoff]

“ I was this close to buying a puppy today. ”

⌇ ✎ ⌇  IT’S SO FLUFFY!  //  sentence starters

It is the way the older’s voice falls at the end of the statement and the way her lips curl into a soft, disappointed pout that causes Taeyeon to snicker boyishly, displaying her whites for everyone to see. And thanks to her, she recalls an indecisive period before she has adopted her second pet, the cute pup that goes by the name of Zero. Ah, the nostalgia of good choices. 

“But why didn’t you, unnie?” she leans back on the driving seat, her eyes trained on the road in front of them. From time to time, she spares curious glances at her friend and silently waits for her to pour up her reasons. After all, she can see no harm in the matter. 

“But are we talking buying or adopting, anyway? Because even if I bought my own puppies, I think you should go with adopting, for the sake of the little ones. And I think I might do that myself. As much as I love my babies, sometimes I regret not going to a shelter to get some friends.”

[mongjii]

❝ we’re gonna have to keep ice on that. ❞

Caring Sentence Starters. Status: Accepting. @sojiluire

With that being said, Sojin had applied pressure on the ice pack that was against Jihyo's new wound. She gritted her teeth to refrain from moaning in pain. They were supposed to just lounge at her balcony. The warmer weather seemed welcoming to try out an outdoor activity, but to her dismay, as she was strolling towards the balcony, she tripped over an object that was in her way. Her tumble led to her knee bumping harshly upon the hardwood floor, which formed a purplish bruise on the said body part.

The ice pack remained on her hurt knee. Jihyo felt a sentiment of repentance because she thought she ruined their precious time together by being stupidly clumsy, and creating a misfortune. Yet, she was completely grateful that the younger was by her side to assist her, and take care of her. If she was alone, she would have had to suffer more. "Thank you, Sojin-ah. You're a big help, and I feel bad to bother you with this." Glancing at them, she wore a bashful smile on her face.

[mongjii]

“You have pretty eyes”

Send “You have pretty eyes” for my muse's reaction. Status: Accepting. @sojiluire

The kind remark relating to her eyes caused for them to enlarge in size and sparkle with wonder. Sojin mentioned the compliment a bit abruptly, so Jihyo couldn't help but feel flustered and embarrassed. "Ah, gomawo. I'm getting shy, heol."