#v13siwoo

[syxsol-blog]

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Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. 

[ txt ; Doc ] got bit by smethin poisonus think u should look at it [ txt ; Doc ] migh pass out at ur dor it bit my a**

[v13sora-blog]

ツ

send ツ for an excited text.

message sent to DR FEEL GOOD at 9:15PM: GUESS WHO FOUND MERRANINE OPIOIDS EVEN THO YUO TOLD ME I WOULDNT BE ABLE TO FIND THEMmessage sent to DR FEEL GOOD at 9:26PM: I’M REALLY HIGH RIGHT NOW

[syxjaewon]

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Send “@” for a SCARED text. [ tx; doc ] i kno its late but [ tx; doc ] i think my side wound opened again [ tx; doc ] that or i’ve started my period [ tx; doc ] theres a lot of blood on my bed idk wat else to think

[v13suji-blog]

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( Send “__” for a _____ text / accepting / @v13siwoo​ )

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

[ messages 2:50am to 💩 ]_ ya know fkc yoou_ with yoru rpistine biwako dieals_ ugly fckknig bcuck teeth

[ outgoing call 2:52am to 💩 : 0 secs ][ voicemail 2:53am to 💩 ] … fuckin’ intolerant piece of shit . . YAH! PARK SIWOO! COME OUT HERE! … . im . .  gonna pummel– keep still wall hehehe stop moving! gotta . . fight park dumbo OUCH

[ messages 2:55am to 💩 ] _ uyo rly piss meoff_ tomrmr lets fight_ im gonan crack your head onep

[wonv13-blog]

ø

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.  「 pup jr. ▸ where you at, pup?  「 pup jr. ▸ i got you some treats   「 pup jr. ▸ you can learn a new trick today ! :)

[syxjaewon]

@v13siwoo || continued from here

jaewon sits as casually as he can against the wall of the infirmary, the doctor finishing up tying a bandage around his upper arm. he can’t really feel any of it, but he’s grateful to have someone like siwoo on board for this sort of thing. he stares out at nothing though, thinking about his upbringing and the way he can never actually have anything he really wants.

“yeah, naturally. but not like, as an accident. like i mean…” shit, it sounds different inside his head, but as he’s trying to get it out, it feels really, really stupid. “settling down and having a family with someone. not that this life isn’t, of course, perfect and amazing and everything anybody could ever want, but…” he’s losing the plot now, not even sure if bringing this up was a good idea. he should just stop—he wishes someone would just come barging in and interrupting him, like they usually do.

but the magic never seems to work whenever he needs it to, only when it’s most inappropriate.

“there was this kid in the town today,” he begins, as a sort of answer to the question posed back at him. he’s still not sure where he’s going with this, but he feels too sobered and empty not to talk. “a baby, really, must have been younger than two, and we found him in the middle of the wreckage, like he was surviving off the scraps left over from the bombs yesterday. no one was looking for him. no one cared.”

he goes silent for a moment, his mind wandering back to when he was 17 years old, getting shot in the stomach, bleeding out in a random alleyway on yabuuti, and thinking he was probably going to die and there wouldn’t be anyone or anything that would care besides the vantablack. “i just keep thinking about him, like how futile it would be to build a life, to have a home and a purpose, only for some random war that has nothing to do with you, be the cause of your death.”

he pauses a moment, blinking a few times before glancing up at the doctor. “i think about it, but it’s not in any plans for me. i can’t have any, i’m…” he swallows. “infertile, actually.”

[v13jaehyung-blog]

man in the machine

@v13siwoo

commonplace; jay’s impatience causes him to touch hot machinery without gloves before it’s properly cooled down. commonplace; jay shouts, stumbles back holding his new burn, and trips on something suji left out. 

not-so-commonplace; jay uses his burned hand to help break his fall and considers, just briefly, actually dying. 

with a tiny scowl etched into his features, he makes his way to the medical bay. 

“siwoo,” he says in lieu of greeting, “i’m an idiot.” 

[v13suji-blog]

❛ I just want peace and quiet. ❜

( random sentence starters / closed / @v13siwoo )

an arm thrown over jisoo, suji rolls her eyes. he’s a persistent thorn at her side. for some reason, siwoo always managed to get under skin with a few words. “ well, you’ve chosen the wrong life, ” she practically snarls at him. it’s a bit of a wonder how they even are able to enter the same room together. just the thought of his presence had suji’s head throbbing in frustration. scoffing, “ maybe you should’ve of run back home, boy, ” and let her legs take her away from the foul annoyance.