#thr;ead

[candyxyounghee]

{ // DANDELION  — pyh x ksh

candyxsoohyun​

[ TEXT — Sunshine ♡ ✔ sent 03:25 PM ]

                            ↳ Hey, how are you?

[ TEXT — Sunshine ♡ ✔ sent 03:26 PM ]

                           ↳ You haven’t talked to me in ages.

[ TEXT — Sunshine ♡ ✔ sent 03:25 PM ]

                           ↳ Is there something wrong? 

[ TEXT — Sunshine ♡ ✔ sent 03:25 PM ]                            ↳ You know you can always talk to me.

Younghee threw her phone to the side of her new and soft bed. She wasn’t sure if she was overreacting but Soohyun had been MIA for the past few days. And being the honestly true friend and sister figure she was, she was naturally bothered. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind that the younger could handle herself well enough. She remembered how she proved Younghee that she was independent and womanly enough. Sometimes, the older had to be careful of her actions. She knew it was easy to fall for someone who took good care of you.

While she waited for a reply, she decided to log onto her social media, sighing at the amount of unread Facebook messages. They were from numerous girls both strangers and acquaintances. One was from her aunt who was trying to find out her whereabouts. Apparently, her cousin was in the area after studying in Barcelona. She knew that her cousin only wanted to introduce her to her friends as a huge spectacle because of her sexual preference. Straight girls who wanted to try a new adventure. She was all about having sex with girls but not for anyone’s personal enjoyment but her own. 

In the end, she threw her phone away and used one of the two pillows to hug, turning sideways as she closed her eyes and waited.

[candyxyounghee]

{ // PARTITION  — pyh x hlt

fanyxcandy

“Just do it.”

“No, Seunghee. Not today,” she answered with a wave of her hand.

A groan slipped past the female sitting beside her. Younghee raised a brow. She was the one who had every right to do that, not her. She’s been here since earlier, insisting that she should go on a date with her. Dates weren’t Younghee’s thing. Fucking was. All of these dramatic and romantic gestures simply made her uncomfortable. This girl wasn’t the one to make her change so easily.

“Please? I just...I really want to know you. I think I lo--”

Younghee held up a hand and finished the sketch she was doing for a customer who was going to arrive in the afternoon. She turned and walked towards where Seunghee was sitting, running her finger against her cheek down to the curve of her jaw then to her chin, lifting it up so their eyes met. “I don’t do dates. I don’t date people. I fuck them. It’s just how it is.” As an act of pity, she kissed the girl’s head, knowing she was only eighteen who probably had the best orgasm of her life that night. She then pulled away, only for her hand to be grabbed by her.

“I’m not using that as an excuse! You...you have to show me there’s someone who can make you happier than me. I know you’ve been seeing someone. I’ve heard from your co-workers,” she said desperately, gripping her hand even tighter.

For the love of God. Not her again. I knew it.

Another sigh slipped past her lips and she ran her fingers through her hair, messing it up even further. “Alright. She’s busy now but I’ll try calling her.” She paused briefly, fishing her phone from her pocket. “You’re going to leave me alone after this, right?” The girl nodded and waited anxiously for her to call the said girlfriend. Younghee could already predict what the one person she was calling right now would say.

[candyxyounghee]

{ // SHELTERED  — pyh x psy (bt)

candyxjoy​

The air was colder today than yesterday, Younghee noticed. She froze more than normal whenever she went outside of the shelter. The kids were playing and entertaining themselves indoors because there was ice outside. It was too risky. The adults forbade it. They would not have another injured child crying at night. The medicine was costly and they were poor enough. Younghee came the day before and she was already regretting.

She was there on the steps, her bum cold but she was also bored. She used a stick to trace words and figures on the thin layer of snow. She was just passing time as usual. Reflecting mostly. On what she should do with her life. Her only family probably loathed her for running away. But even more so for kissing that girl in her room. She felt a rush of heat course through her body because of the kiss and she didn’t know what would’ve happened had they been left undisturned. With a sigh, she threw the stick on the backyard. “I fucking hate this place,” she said loud enough.

With a swift rise from the steps, she walked down each step, slipping almost but not quite yet. She braved the ice that was masked by the illusion of soft white snow. It was cold. Her feet were numb already. She was only given slippers to wear, after all. She kicked each snow pile and raged, expressing her anger, sadness and frustration. All of those trapped in her little body.

[candyxyounghee]

{ // BEAT THE LUST  — pyh x lds

candyxleedasom

“You’re going already? The sun is barely out...”

Her smile was easy, aloof nevertheless genuine. She found her question amusing, to say the least. They all said the same thing after all. She busied herself with putting on her belt and slid her hoodie over her head and down her torso. The girl whined in a voice that she used earlier and she draped herself on Younghee’s back, asking her not to leave. But she must. It was a one night thing and they both knew it. Expecting her to stay over as she cooks breakfast pretending they’re lovers wasn’t her thing.

“I have to get home. I have unpacking to do,” she said to her, granting her a kiss that seemed to ignite the fire in her. But she pulled away before she was forcefully pulled back to the bed and closed the door behind her.

Minutes later, she was putting on her helmet, hopping on her motorbike. She drove off without as much as a goodbye to the girl, knowing that with the size of the city they lived in they would never meet again. Or perhaps they will. Nothing will really change then aside from the fact that she will bed her again and leave her the next morning. The cycle repeats. The Candy House will be a place for her to get to know others like her. And perhaps have a fling or two. Relationships that mattered to her were friendships. She won’t be involved with anyone romantically anytime soon.

When she arrived, she parked her bike in the garage, making sure to lock the handles so that no one tries to steal it. She used most of her money to get her hands on it. She used the keys distributed to them to let herself in and navigated herself to the kitchen. She was surprised they were well stocked with food and grabbed some cornflakes, milk and jam. With a smile, she set them on the table and went to her room to get clothes. She needed a shower badly. And once she was done, she sat on the high rise chairs in the kitchen and ate her food silently in her boxers and muscle tee.