#taeivan

[svvitas-blog]

[♏] "Give it back."

"Why should I?" the girl glared at the younger male. "You gave it to me, and you have money to buy a new polaroid camera, Taehyung,” she smiled innocently as she said his Korean name before returning her attention to the camera in her hand.

[87427]

Dear person I cherish the most,

Dear person I cherish the most,

This is a hard one. I’ll do my best to keep it short. You know how much you mean to me, I will never change towards you. I got left with you 23 years ago and I’m glad you’re still here. Dad, you’ve suffered a lot because of my mom, right? I hope the woman you married after her is as good for you as she was.  I don’t get to see you often but right now you and oppa are my only family and I hope you’re healthy. I would like to see you and him soon, I’ve heard he graduated with good grades. I’m proud of you two. I believe that mom still watches over you two, making sure you’re both happy with each other. I wish we can become a happy family as we used to be before I left home. There’s also another thing you have no idea about. I’m pregnant! I’m not alone and I’m taking good care of myself. Dad, stay strong, okay? We’ll meet soon. Your little princess, Minha.

[heavenleetaemin]

Ivan x Taemin — Roommates

Hot, sticky summer days where humidity rested thickly within the atmosphere causing exhaustion and outright annoyance to everyone were not favourited by the Angel. The brown-eyed male had a tendency to crave the cold— harsh winds, snow, crisp air, the works of winter, really. Still, he knew fully well he'd have to deal with the heat of summer at least for a while until, naturally, everything took a turn into autumn. "It's only a few more weeks." He spoke to himself, voice low as he walked through the quiet hallways. The central air condition unit was going through repairs, unluckily as Taemin found himself ready to move into his dormitory. Merely a month ago, he was in the air conditioned auditorium of his high school graduation ceremony, walking across the stage— now, he was covered in sweat, even in his given attire; loose, pale yellow tank paired with thick, grey sweatpants. Oh, how he wished walking around naked was publicly accepted and not illegal at all. Alas, he had to make do with the short breeze he was greeted with as he stopped short, right in front of door to his room. It was made of a heavy-looking mahogany wood, golden numbers nailed onto the upper middle of the frame which read, "450." Glancing to the side, the young Angel caught sight of an open window and silently thanked any other heavenly figure besides his Father for such a feat. Sighing in discontent, he reverted his vision to the door before unwillingly opening it up. "Wait, I have to pay to get it locked?" That took effort. Leaving his hand upon the doorknob, Taemin shaped a simple lock upon the door underneath the knob before returning his hand to his side, smiling almost smugly at his handiwork. Two small keys rested snugly in his palmed grip as he stepped into the room, appreciating the hard, cherrywood floors as opposed to the thick carpets that adorned the hallway floors. Resting the keys upon an empty coffee table, Taemin seated himself cross-legged upon the floor. It was a nice dorm— fully furnished, with two rooms, each holding a king-sized bed and bedside table paired with closet space; another, smaller room with a simple coffee table, two lengthy cocoa-coloured couches and an already wall-mounted flat screen; the kitchen had the basics— microwave, stove, refrigerator, cupboards and to the side, a washing machine and dryer stacked one upon the other. "Holy Hell, this cost a ton." Taemin murmured to no one in particular as he claimed his room [the one on the left, as he'd favorited that side for unspecified reasons], his belongings already appearing in place. "I mean really, who on Earth has the money to afford this kind of living?" He didn't. He was simply an Angel. He could have had better, but he was in college to make friends. Naturally, he'd tried for the best, but it was still a reason to complain— three thousand flat monthly, was incredibly pricey, and although he could easily afford it, he would much rather complain than exert the effort to stop some natural disaster taking place in the world, which would cause God to go into a frenzy. "'Keep the balance,' He says. 'Don't interfere in human affairs, Arariel.' He drones." Taemin rolled his eyes as he mocked his father, looking quite ridiculous as he was only speaking to himself. "Well fine. I'll just spend an obscene amount of money on an education I don't need. We'll see what you do then." He was still childish; the rebellious teenager of the Angels, but Taemin was anything but heartless. His determined expression faltering, the male let out a defeated sigh. "I'll get a job." He spoke aloud, clapping his hands together once. "I'll at least be able to contribute to society like that, right?" He hadn't even met his roommate yet and he was already beginning to look like a mental case; speaking to oneself was just as publicly unacceptable as strutting around naked. And yet, he continued; "I saw two positions open on my way here— was it at a café? Au Bon Something-or-the-other. Yeah, I'll get it right sometime." He was beginning to fill thickly with excitement as a grin spread across his lips. "If I get a job, Angel-ing my way to the top won't feel so... Wrong." Snorting, he pressed his hands upon either of his knees, nodding his head. "I've got this." He wanted to clear his conscience, and although it was clearly childish, he was ready to step into the working world if it meant feeling better about being able to afford the dorm.

[hagvmi]

....

“Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t do it.”

"Shit!"

That was the second curse she'd said in ages, and all because of a spider that had wandered into her apartment through the ripped screen of her window.

It was huge. It was waiting for her too, lurking on the wall up in the corner. When she called Ivan over she assumed he'd take it outside, but no, he needed a frying pan, gloves, and a helmet to 'fight it.' In the end, leaving three dents in her wall, the spider had won. Ivan resorted to sulking in the corner and Hagumi called the police.

[j30njvngkook]

"Are you sure they won’t find out?”

Jungkook looked up and nodded. “I’m sure” He quickly cleaned up the shattered mug that the other had dropped. This type of thing didn’t usually happen during his shift at the coffee shop but it did happen this time. “Besides, if they do find out I’ll say it was my fault. It kinda was anyway”

[hagvmi]

A-M

A:Who was the last person to piss you off? What did they do?

I can't remember.. I don't think anyone's ever been that mad at me.

B:Do you miss your ex? What would you do to get them back?

I don't have one..

C:If you had to choose between your best friend or your significant other dying, who would you choose?

I don't know.

D:Everyone has a few demons, what's your worst one?

Sleep talking-

E:Have you ever cheated on somebody?

No.

F:Are you a virgin?

Yes..

G:Do you believe in ghosts?

Yes, I seen one!

H:If you knew your girlfriend/boyfriend would be truly happier without you, would you leave?

I would.

I:If you liked someone with a terminal illness, would you still date them knowing they might not live much longer?

Of course.

J:If you sold your soul, what would it be for?

Gaining a few inches on my height.

K:Would you ever kill someone? What would be a good reason?

Never! 

L:Have you ever told a big lie, one that you felt bad for? Did you ever come clean?

Yes and yes.

M:Is there anything that you'd never do for any amount of money?

Yes, many things.

[kimjongen-blog]

[ ∞ ]   — When he feels the warm glow just beyond his closed eyelids, Jongin could tell it's already morning. There's that strange feeling in the pit of his stomach again, like he woke up differently from how he fell asleep. Once again he tugs the covers tighter around himself, though his body is fully alert and it's only his brown optics that refuse to cooperate, refuse to look, refuse to be awaken entirely. He grabs his phone mindlessly and checks the time under the semidarkness of the blanket, almost 9 AM, There's a missed text alert from hours ago, but Jongin ignores those, glad he slept through them at least. He watches his phone screen once more before tapping the screen to reply each text in between  his half asleep and half awake state. Then as slowly and reluctantly as possible, he traces a path of morning rounds from his bed to the bathroom, around the closet and into the kitchen with red eyes scanning around, noticing he's completely alone in the dorm.

Truth to be told, he's not a coffee person but judging the circumstance and how he needs to be all awake in about an hour to go out with someone, he serves himself a cup, inhaling the aroma before letting out a small sigh after to each his own sip. Afterwards, he fumbles with his phone, scrolling his contact list to dial Ivan's number, waiting the other to pick up his call.

[mnxseok]

A-Y.

Done.