Being stuck on public transport had to be the most mundane part of Lina's day. It didn't help that the male next to her was blasting his music loudly enough for her to hear clearly through his headphones. She waved a hand in front his face, to catch his attention, before gesturing to her ears. "Can you turn it down a bit please? I can hear it. Great taste by the way."
“It’s in the freezer!” Jae yelled out sleepily before awaking from his stupor. He brought his sleeve up to his cheek to wipe at the drool that had formed during his sleep. He and his friend were supposedly pulling an all-nighter to see the one and only, Santa Claus. Call it crazy, and yes it was, but he wasn’t the one to judge when it came to others and their beliefs. I mean he believed in the unseen, extraterrestrials, all that good stuff. So he decided to be nice and wait up with the male just to keep him company of course.
“SO, when do you think the big guy is gonna arrive? I mean he has to deliver presents to people all across the globe in the course of one night. What if he already came? They say if he catches us awake, he’ll throw ashes in our eyes to put us back to sleep. What if this is a dream? What if right now, in this moment, we’re actually sleeping and I’m having an out of body experience?!”
It wasn’t that he genuinely believed in Santa as much as it was a test of Jae’s sheer dedication to making Roman happy. Of course, he wouldn’t have been mad at him had he fallen asleep or explained to him what he already knew--which was the lack of Santa’s genuine existence--but it was endearing to see the younger male so persistent in staying up to keep Roman company and try to catch a fictitious being in the act of leaving gifts under the Christmas tree.
He’d let the other doze off, well aware that not everyone was as acquainted with late hours of the night as much as he was. Roman was infamous for getting little to no sleep, hardly making it through the work day, and staying up all night because he’d gotten enough sleep dozing off in secrecy.
A calm laughter started up at an abrupt exclamation, brow raising when the other wiped at his mouth and began to speak shortly after. “Simmer down, Jaden Smith. If you don’t whisper, he’ll hear us if he gets here. He should come around....5am.”
Ooh! A work resume! Sounds legit. Okay, give it to me. ( ` motions her hands in a come hither gesture. ) I still need to check it so I look like I'm not randomly letting anyone be my a babysitter.
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Rowen huffed and looked up from where she was crouched, legs wrapped with arms and a box oddly stuck to her ankle all wrapped by these damn lights. “Look! I haven’t celebrated this damn holiday in a long time. I told you this was a bad idea letting me decorate!” The wrist that was bound to her thigh struggled to move as she shook her fist before pointing up at the younger male. “Why aren’t you handling the lights mister? You’re taller! You know I only reach two-thirds of the tree! Is this torture? Are you getting back at me? I demand answers!”
The dancer whined childishly as she tried shaking her entire body. Maybe if she moved enough something would come loose, and something did but it wasn’t the lights. Within seconds she rolled to her side with a surprised gasp leaving Rowen whining and huffing angrily with her legs still bound and her face as red as her sweater.
Woah, do you have your resume with you? I have to check first if you have the right credentials to be a babysitter! Are you gonna take care of this five year old? Are you gonna feed her a lot? Are you going to make sure she doesn't do anything dumb? And last but not the leeeeeaaast... Are you okay with the fact that this five year old is actually just me...
The instant the words registered Rowen was moving the phone from her face to look at the caller id to see it was indeed Jaehyeon who was speaking to her. Bringing the phone back to her ear she narrowed her eyes, forgetting he couldn’t actually see the disbelief that was set in her features. “You realize you’re nearly 10 feet fall right? I don’t need to find you I just have to stand on a chair and see your head stick up from everyone.” Unable to help it a small laugh cuts into her words as she shakes her head, free hand fixing her bag over her shoulder as she closes her car door, locking the vehicle and begins walking. “I’ll be there in five.”
— && “I mean, yeah, I’m up for it, but how am I supposed to do it?” With her cheeks slightly puffed out, she looked up at the male, her head tilted to a side.
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Level of Friendship:
never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||
First impression of them:
I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them
Current impression of them:
I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them
How good of a kisser:
worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed