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[obscvne]

@strcsscd

Already being the confrontational person that he is, it didn’t take much ‘liquid courage’ to make Elijah start his search for Levi at the party. He knew that he was there, all of their friends were there, and he had seen him arrive. He expected him to grab a drink and come find him, so they could talk and drink until they were drunk enough to sneak away from the others for some alone time. Like the always did. Elijah had gotten so used to their little game that when Levi didn’t participate, it had thrown him for a loop. A major one. “There you are,” his words slurred as he stopped in front of Levi and a few people that he had been talking to. “What? You can’t speak to me anymore?” He asked, bringing his bottle of soju up his mouth and finishing off the rest of it. “Or do you only like using your mouth with me when speaking isn’t involved?”

[ncvrrmind]

@strcsscd 

“when are you going to understand that my life doesn’t consist of ruining yours?” she spoke calmly, leaving the silverware beside the plate. “i’ve never wanted this.”

[villementvlity]

iMessage 📲

AVERY: you know it's been like a week since we've had sex

AVERY: and i've seen you almost everyday this week

AVERY: and i haven't brought it up at all

AVERY: i should be handsomely rewarded

[asfaulted-archived]

@strcsscd

JIWOOK: hey will you buy me food?

[moxle]

💏 songgo

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16. lazily

there were many perks to being able to live with hanbyul now. but if he had to choose his favorite, it’d be the fact that he could be able to wake up next to him every morning. before moving in with him, ryan’s mornings would always feel like a cruel reminder on how he was still living such a boring, tasteless life. he was still living with his parents, even if he felt every bit of himself dreading the fact that he was still there with them. 

gone were the days where he was constantly feeling negative about it all. as ryan opens his eyelids slowly to see the other next to him, he couldn’t help but smile from the sight of him. and it doesn’t take too long for hanbyul to wake up after him and smile back. 

“hey,” the other greets lazily, his voice low from just waking up. at that moment, ryan wanted to do nothing but kiss him all over and stop the talking. but another part of him wanted to hear him speak in that cute voice some more, so he does do anything... besides respond. 

“hi.” it’s happy, but also comes out a little tired. even if so, ryan could never get tired of the other. 

“did you just wake up, too?” he asks. 

ryan nods in response. “was waiting for you to wake up, to be honest.” 

hanbyul giggles. “were you just watching me the whole time?” he asks. “you’re gay for that.” 

ryan rolls his eyes. “well, that’s what i get for having you as my boyfriend.” 

the other hums as he closes his eyes and leans forward at the other. “kiss me good morning.” 

ryan laughs. “why?” he asks. “why can’t i just kiss you so that both of us can go back to sleep?” 

hanbyul keeps his eyes closed, but his lips form into a pout now. “don’t you have to go see your manager today?” 

“yes...”

“and i have to go to classes today.” 

ryan sighs before he in to give the other a quick peck, more on the corner of his lips then directly on them. it frustrates the other obviously that ryan immediately feels the other kick him and he couldn’t help but laugh. 

“more effort, dummy.” 

“fine, fine,” he sighs before he leans in again, giving the other still a short, but more menaingful and sweeter kiss. as he pulls away, he finally sits up and stretches his arms and legs out as he gets out of bed, the other following suit 

“i hate you.” 

“you love me, byullie~” ryan giggles before he heads his way out of their shared room to the bathroom. 

[obscvne]

‘ someone’s grouchy. ’ / levi

Elijah wasn’t a morning person, that much was quite obvious. He spent most of his nights at the tattoo parlor he worked at, and since they closed early (could midnight be considered early? For Elijah it could be) he usually ended up going out with his friends to a bar or a party. Most nights, or more accurately mornings, he came home around four or so. Enough time for him to get some sleep before he had to be at work at two in the afternoon. At least that was what he usually did before he started dating Levi, someone who had an actual sleeping schedule and woke up at a decent time. “It’s the ass crack of dawn and you’re moving around instead of being in bed,” he grumbled, his eyes barely even open. “Why wouldn’t I be fucking grouchy?” 

[ncvrrmind]

hide and seek 

@strcsscd

“pneumonia?” the woman on the other side of the desk nods as if seongwoo had just stated an obvious fact like the world’s rotation. seongwoo looks around again, fearing that his (friend? classmate?) workmate and his father would walk by him any time again. the corridor seems pretty empty, given that there are rooms on each side, brightly lit but with barely a murmur of machines and steps, seongwoo reminds himself again that what he is doing s no weird. no, really? just casually following his crush to the hospital. not really following he was just checking. 

his hands flat against the desk, eyes fixed on them. it took sweat and a lot of acting to know who wonshik’s relative was and why they were here, and again he had to leave soon because if anyone knew stalker is the less of the list of things they’d call him. “and h-how...it can be treated, right?” the woman nods again, her hands with crimson painted nails put what seems to be a document on the space between his sweaty palms on the desk, and asks if he is out of age. “wait, that’s...” the total pricing of the treatment, genius as ever, seongwoo. 

impulsive? yes, he has always been. regret is not even in his damn dictionary, neither it will be. but from jumping in the middle of a café and singing that nayana song, to taking out his credit card and paying for the treatment well...there’s a huge space. a teenage-crush-wide space.

the doors open at the end of the corridor. seongwoo bows at the woman, almost hits his head against the desk, signs a paper and flees behind a panel filled with health information. he can hear wonshik’s and his dad’s steps getting closer to the desk. seongwoo takes a deep breath.