#sunmil

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[archive4selentieun]

"Guess I always knew this day was coming."

"Guess I always knew this day was coming."

The feeling of disappointment remains inside, Naeun was unsure on how to support the other woman during this time since she doesn’t have much to say. She couldn’t exactly relate nor was she going to pull the latter into an unexpected hug either. Because physical contact makes her uneasy and she didn’t want to make the tension thicken as well. With a sigh of defeat, peering over at the latter with one leg resting over the other. “And?”

She’s expecting to hear what she has in mind, what lingers inside of her thoughts to where she’ll have a clear perspective of what Sunmi was going to do in the future after the incident. If it expected, it doesn’t stop the pain from continuing any further, she knows that by now. Yet, with events happening every single day people learn how to let go in order to move on silently. For their sake and another’s, mainly for themselves since that’s more important.

“Don’t let it affect you at least. You should know better.” Or at least Naeun thinks so. Everyone’s mindset can be similar but never the same. During this point on, the brunette isn’t too sure where the other’s head is at currently but she doesn’t want anything to result into Sunmi doing anything too reckless when she isn’t around her.

[kwanqs-blog]

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Gladly— I mean…uh.

I heard that.

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You’re not the only one who’s having those feels-

Oh-- that makes us two then.

[eunabi]

sunmil:

She just wanted to have fun that evening, but instead was met with a few fists and here and there things that got broken. A party that ended up a complete mess, and she was the one who initiated everything. She came up with both the idea of the party, and, yes, the idea to see who could knock each other out first. Probably one of the stupidest ideas she’s ever come up with. 

But now, how was she supposed to take responsibility for it. Replace everything that was broken? Glue it together? Clean the place? Stitch up the ones who actually did get knocked out? An annoyed sigh left her mouth, she didn’t want to do any of this. Childish, perhaps. Yet she didn’t care, crossing her arms to show just how bothered she was by the other. “Why don’t you take responsibility?” she could just slap herself by now. What kind of sentence was that? She didn’t even do a thing. Great thinking.

She wasn't the one to attend parties, especially if it wasn't a somewhat formal event. But after her friends constant pestering, she found herself attending one and boy did she regret it. Here she was surrounded by injured party goers all because of an idiotic game. Of course she wasn't going to get involved. Though a formal idol, netizens still watched her every move and if she were to partake in that game for even a second it would've have tremendous consequences.

The woman rolled her eyes as she stepped up to the person who caused this incident. To her misbelief, the person was fairly beautiful and looked like she wouldn't harm a fly. Looks are deceiving. Sera's jaw dropped as the girl tried to turn the tables "Okay but um last time I checked, you were the one who caused this. So you need to own up to it. You need to take these people to the doctors immediately."

[hotlvneblng-blog]

♡.

For every “♡” I get I’ll give tip on how to win my muse’s heart.

Let him know you care about him. Not that trivial sort of caring, such as leaving an “I miss you” text message, but really noticing when he isn’t okay, when something happened, etc.

[hotlvneblng-blog]

“I’m trying to flirt with you, okay?”

Send for my muse’s reaction

"Are you really?", Sungyeol nudged her side playfully, not believeing her words. "Even if you were truly flirting with me, I'd take ages to realize that    I wouldn't expect something like that from you."

[shxyn]

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Her gaze dropped from his face to the food once again, shaking her head for the second time. “It has the color of the children’s hands when they’ve been dipped into paint for I-don’t-know-how-many-times-already!”

"You don't-- have to say it like that..." If he wasn't laughing, he'd probably be close to crying at this point. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he used the other to push the plate closer to her once again, though this time he stood in silence, with his lips stuck between his teeth.