"Hate me, Love me, Miss me."
I hate that you gave me them BB Brunes feels. I love that you’re no one but yourself, it’s always nice to see people like that around. I would miss your presence, even if we don’t really talk.

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"Hate me, Love me, Miss me."
I hate that you gave me them BB Brunes feels. I love that you’re no one but yourself, it’s always nice to see people like that around. I would miss your presence, even if we don’t really talk.
ukwonxking replied to your post “–¸”
[text: Eli] What are you even doing up so late? [text: Eli] ...Sure. I'll be over in a bit for drinks.
{text}: I couldn't sleep and I didn't know who might be awake
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{text}: Hey man. Sup? I know its late but you wanna come have a drink??
"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
Chaerin and Yukwon were at the centre, fixing things up in the kitchen. One of the many things that were offered. Instead of cleaning up, they started making their own food, and both decided to finally make crepes. Everyone loved those.
Pouring the mix on the pan, she let it sit, watching it without knowing what was happening to the bottom of it. He looked up at her, while pointing at the pan.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" He looked at her, eyes widened seriously.
She looked up at him, holding the spatula in one hand and the other holding the handle of the frying pan. Letting out a sigh, her eyes met his serious look.
"Of course I do! I've done this before, you know." She laughed playfully before turning back to the pan and looking down the mix. Finally flipping it, she was greeted to a burnt underside and a loud sigh from the other.
"Hey.. Why isn't it--" being cut off, the other finally spoke up.
"I told you, you don't know what you're doing."
warning: gummy and sweet and a totally awesome hyung and makes the best ever cupcakes and has good taste in films. beware: if you are mean to me yukwon will get someone to hit you -signed- the king
-he laughs softly- I'll approve of this, plus I'm sure Tao would have like to see this warning sign before he started dating me.
Milkshake
Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshakeA week or so back, Miyabi and Yukwon had had a friendly movie night together, curled up in Miyabi's home cinema watching film after film until the real world was entirely lost to the both of them. For whatever reason, Miyabi had decided upon watching Trainspotting that they both needed to share a milkshake, and because Yukwon was clearly a weirdo as well, he agreed to it. Unfortunately, Miyabi was out of ice cream, so they couldn't follow through with his strange wish. Days later, Miyabi called his friend and invited him to lunch that weekend as he was going to be by Yukwon's place and figured it'd be nice to chat with his friend for a bit while he was close by. The other male had agreed, so they made plans to meet at around one in an American style diner that they both happened to like.They'd been at their booth for a good five or so minutes just talking when their waitress finally arrived with apologies for taking so long. They both waved it off in a friendly manner before making their orders. Miyabi ordered himself a bacon cheeseburger and seasoned fries with a chocolate milkshake to drink while Yukwon got himself the diner's specialty sliders and a soda. Miyabi barely noticed when the waitress strode back over with their food and drinks, wrapped up in his discussion with the other male. When his milkshake was set down, their movie night was called back to memory and Miyabi grinned, asking for a second straw before nudging Yukwon with his foot. "Be the Spud to my Renton." The other male laughed, but didn't see a problem with it—especially since he was getting a milkshake—and nodded his agreement. Both straws shoved into the cold beverage and ready, the men leaned in and began to suck harshly, the act far less sexual than Miyabi probably would've made it with anyone else, between them it was more like a race to finish the drink off. Miyabi pulled away with a brain freeze and a little pout. "That was not as exciting as I expected it to be. Oh well, at least it tasted delicious." With a shrug, Miyabi picked up his burger and began to eat, their milkshake sharing forgotten already.