#xljoerk

[rkahnso]

( txt ; vagina dumpling ) can u give chipps lots of pets from me and tell him he's a good boy ty

[ msg! joey ] why don’t you come visit and tell him yoursELF

[rkahnso]

surprise ;

(` she’d asked him for food for her birthday– typical, he thinks, but in all honesty, he tried to smuggle some good ‘ol american burgers for her on the flight, but he’d ended up eating them before departure and even as he attempted to buy food for her when he finally landed in korea, it also ended up disappearing in the endless void that is his stomach in under two minutes flat ; he blames himself for the stupid idea, though– summer always makes him hungrier than usual, and he’d missed korean food terribly, so when his third attempt at buying her food for a present fails, Tzuyu takes matters into her own hands and stops him just as he’s entering another restaurant– ’you’re just gonna eat it all again’, she points out, and he rolls his eyes despite the fact that he knows it’s probably true– most likely true– and just as he was going to simply go in empty handed and surprise her with his unannounced arrival, something catches the corner of his eye– something really small and soft and sad-looking peering up at him from a shop window– it takes him less than thirty seconds to dash in there with his girlfriend in tow, and less than two minutes to come out with another perfectly good present for sohee– this time, something he definitely can’t eat on his way there )

(` a barrage of impatient knocking presents itself on sohee’s door when he gets there, one hand constantly against the door while his other arm tries to contain the currently squirming present he’s about to shove in her face when the door opens– when it finally does, he grins, takes in the expression on her face, and )

Hey– I know you said you wanted food, and trust me I really tried, but I ate all of it on the way here so– here. Have him. His name’s Mr. Potato Chipps, potato for short. (` he hands the all too willing puppy over to his friend’s arms instead where he thinks he puppy settles in quite nicely, beaming as he steps back to introduce his guest ) oh, and this is my girlfriend, by the way– right, and, happy birthday!!

( * she’s content with the little celebration with just ricky, because no one has really thought to plan otherwise. it makes her smile that of course her boyfriend would go above and beyond even if she’s stated multiple times that they didn’t have to do anything. she’s thankful for it all and she’s smiling against him, her face tucked against the crook of his neck while she presses kisses to it, snuggled under the blankets. their breaths are slowing, evening out for the night’s sleep because they would need it for the next day ; )

( * she’s not anticipating a knock on the door so she sits up suddenly in bed, questioning who would come to her home at this hour and prays -- out of slight paranoia -- that it wasn’t her mother dropping in unannounced for some damned reason. she urges ricky to get dressed as she does the same because the last thing they needed was to be caught in bed together by whoever, though it was easy to play coy ; )

( * opening the door she doesn’t expect byunghun and she definitely doesn’t expect the female behind him nor the dog in his hands. tears prickle her eyes and she takes the dog, who nuzzles against her eagerly. she’s crying and her words are thick when she speaks ; ) what are you doing here? oh my god, joey! ( * she cradles the dog, pulling the male for the tight hug while calling for changhyun to come to the door. she turns to the female, whom she’s heard about at this point in time. she bows, after a few seconds of questioning her name because it sounded like ‘chewy’ but it was lost in translation because her name didn’t translate to korean properly ; )

potato chipps, huh? ( * she looks pointedly over at ricky, sticking out her tongue playfully ; ) i got a new puppy anyways, ha! ( * she jokes, before turning to their guests and explaining how a daily argument was over sohee’s need for a new pet and ricky claiming that they already had enough. though changhyun was right, with their three cats, axolotl and now two dogs. the house was getting a bit on the fuller side ; ) thank you, joey. thank you so much. ( * she smiled, leaning her head on the older male, with the new pug curled up in her lap as the day and her birthday ended ; )

[rkahnso]

( txt ; kithee ) gotta make sure it gets there on time if i send a thing, right?

[ msg! joeyroo ] that’s true, yes. but why ask me what i want? doesn’t that just ruin the surprise??

[ msg! joeyroo ] ah, got any of those weird american foods? like that spongey cake? twinkies????

[rkahnso]

( txt ; kithee ) hey wat u want for ur bday

[ msg! joeyroo ] food ?????

[ msg! joeyroo ] isn’t it a tad bit early to be asking for that? you have 26 days

[rkahnso]

( txt ; kittilly ) eh idk not that i don't appreciate u or anythin but i think i need more excitement in my life. might travel again. ( txt ; kittilly ) good, that's good. getting used to priso-- i mean, trainee life?

[ msg! byungjoe ] i suggest visiting the French Riviera!! it’s gorgeous. absolutely stunning

[ msg! byungjoe ] why in the blooming hell does everyone make those jokes?? training isn’t even half bad??? i don’t understand why everyone is suffering??

[ msg! byungjoe ] other than that first week with the corporal punishments, trc has been extremely pleasant. i like the people there and my schedule works perfectly so i can still hang out with certain people :<

[rkahnso]

( txt ; kittilly ) sry. life's been boring. how've you been?

[ msg! byungjoe ] life’s been boring? i could have made it better :<

[ msg! byungjoe ] i’m, uh, doing good? exceptionally well. at least i don’t feel like rubbish like i did last time

[ msg! byungjoe ] definitely an improvement

[rkahnso]

( txt ; kittilly ) casually stumbles in here ( txt ; kittilly ) I'm stsill alive but i;m arely breathin

[ msg! byungjoe ] hello to you, ryan

[ msg! byungjoe ] i miss you :< barely breathing and always ignoring your kitty!!!

[rkmyung-blog]

( txt ; myungpoop ) obligatory text to check and see if you're still alive ( txt ; myungpoop ) ik, ik, you missed me sooo much ( txt ; myungpoop ) love ya myung

          [ sms → byunghun ] Who's this?