#solidvritet

[taensia-blog]

“I’ve got a kiss with your name on it.”

“Really? Are they putting names on them like they’ve done with M&M’s in the past? Let me see, I don’t believe you.”

[u0lee-blog]

【 solidvritet 】

    [ sᴍs → ʟᴏᴛᴛɪᴇ ]:     ↳ Oh man.     [ sᴍs → ʟᴏᴛᴛɪᴇ ]:     ↳ I relate to that so much.     [ sᴍs → ʟᴏᴛᴛɪᴇ ]:     ↳ I really have no luck when it comes     to getting laid, tbh.     [ sᴍs → ʟᴏᴛᴛɪᴇ ]:     ↳ Better luck tomorrow??

[ sᴍs → sᴜʙɪɴ ]:  ↳ Taco Bell seems to be my best friend... [ sᴍs → sᴜʙɪɴ ]: ↳ Hm >< [ sᴍs → sᴜʙɪɴ ]: ↳ Maybe I should just start flirting with the guy at the drive-tru [ sᴍs → sᴜʙɪɴ ]: ↳ What do you think 

[peterjjvi-blog]

solidvritet:

    Another yawn stretched her jaw, a sign that she was way too tired. It was kinda annoying because there were honestly no places for her to doze off on, even for a minute. If they only were home now. Why they were still out at 4AM, was a question to ask. All alone on the streets of Seoul, waiting for the bus that was not going to come anytime soon. “You know what?” Subin started off, “I’m just gonna sleep here on the ground. I’m too tired to stand up–” And with that, she slowly sank down to the concrete before she shamelessly laid down with her full body. Well, shit, it was uncomfortable but at that moment, she couldn’t care less about it. “Mhm, comfortable, very comfortable. Yes,” Lies. It was obvious but she was just trying to convince herself that it was comfortable so that she could close her eyes for a minute. But after hearing how the younger exposed her little, playful, lie – she couldn’t stand it.

    “Ugh, fuck it. It’s uncomfortable as fuck.      Help me up again–”

     The girl before him hadn’t even noticed him carelessly nooked beside the bus stop. He didn’t know if it was going to rain, so he’d rather not risk his books getting wet as he hauled a somewhat oversized looking backpack for such a tiny looking person. Jihoon wasn’t really a kid at all, but because he was rather short he could pass for way younger than he was. He wasn’t going to speak to anything, he wasn’t going to bother her--but when she let out a murmur of it being comfortable--a small mischievous voice was stabbing him in the side to interject a sort of dry, sarcastic comment. He slowly stood up and leaned over her, snickering to himself as a entertained expression curled over his face--Words following soon after. His eyebrow quickly quirked in response to her words he snorted now, holding a hand out for her to grasp and when he seemed to reach for it, he playfully pulled it away so she missed. “One question, Why is a nicely dressed lady like yourself, out here sleeping on a bus stop? Laaaate, late into this night to add to that. Hm?”.