#xm lim

[goodbye-sunny]

HyeSun/HyerimxSunny (= u =)

Who cooks: They'd have royal cooks do all the stuff because Sunny would want to be treated as a princess.

Who does the laundry and other chores: Maids take care of that too.

How many children do they have: If Lim wanted any, Sunny would say yes for one child, just to make her happy.

Who’s more dominant: Sunny. Although Lim tries to have a say in it, Sunny still was the one who taught her how to be bad and that means she's better at arguing and make Lim feel bad.

Favorite nonsexual activity: Teaching Lim how to curse.

Their favorite place to be together: Anywhere, as long as Lim can show Sunny how well she taught her how to be bad.

Any traditions: Lim made Sunny promise she'd teach her more 'bad things' whenever she'd think of something or found anything new.

Their “song”: Trouble Maker - Trouble Maker

What they do for each other on holidays: Sunny would buy anything Lim asks for whatever occasion.

Where did they go for their honeymoon: No wedding for Sunny. Unless Lim asks.

Where did they first meet: At the Institution. Lim caught Sunny sneaking in.

Any pets: None. It’s enough to deal with one another.

What do they fight over: Lim being too kind for her own good.

Do they go on vacations, if so where: Sunny would bring her wherever she wants.

[x-hyoyeon]

[text] yeah. I've known him for years. he owes me big time for all the stuff I've done for him. [text] hopefully all goes well. [text] funny. jr said not too long ago that he feels sorry for who was engaged to me. karma sucks. time to go rub it in his face when I see him~

{text} awwww you two are so cute. 

{text} … now i feel old. 

{text} oh wow. can i give him hell for that too then?

[x-hyoyeon]

[text] but me and him...we aren't like that. not even close. [text] despite everything we've been through he still treats me like we just met or something. [text] no, I'll talk to uncle myself. I'm not standing by this.

{text} i know — you were the one who suggested him to me … right? 

{text} wait that sounds dirty dont think of it that way. 

{text} ( ` pauses and bites her lip again, wishing that she could be that close to jr, that he would freely hug her whenever he wishes … oh well ) alright. good luck, lim. you’ll need it.

[x-hyoyeon]

[text] WHAT? Jonghyunnie? HWHAT ASAHSKJAKSA. [text] PLEASE TELL ME YOU ARE LYING OH MY GOD NO. THIS IS NOT HAPPENING. [text] this. nope. nope. i rather be thrown off a cliff or something.

( ` hyoyeon simply purses her rosy lips together as she is swarmed by her cousin’s obvious and apparent disgust in her father’s idea of a ‘perfect marriage’ ( just like her own and another prince’s marriage ) ) 

{text} sadly, i think its pretty set that this is gonna happen. ask father about it — he seemed pretty enthusiastic. 

{text} nope you aren’t allowed to do that.

{text} should i talk to him? ( ` bites her tongue and hits send, knowing that the idea is practically suicidal { anything for family though } ) 

[x-hyoyeon]

[text] Has your Dad said anything else about my whole engagement thing because I'm about to flip a table. [text] I can't sleep or anything this sucks.

engagement … ( ` taps a manicured nail at the end of her phone, wracking her brain for anything that her father had said ( and unsurprisingly enough, there was nothing he had told her ) ) 

{text} all he’s said is that you are getting engaged to jonghyun. nothing more. ( ` hits send and bites her tongue ; this engagement definitely wasn’t something she was completely overjoyed about ) 

{text} i’m sorry, hyerim, i really am. if i could change his mind, you know that i would. but father is thick skulled :\

[mp-jaewon]

Life is Frustrating

(/runs hands through hair in frustration) Lim, where are you? (/taps foot impatiently) I really need to talk to her. Ugh. (/grunts in frustration. slides down against the door outside Lim's room) I have so much to tell you. Please, hurry. (/looks up and down the corridor)

[x-zitao]

♞ My character will attack yours

It’d been a while since Tao last saw Lim, in fact if he actually thought about it he couldn’t even remember where it was that they ran into each other.  And so he found himself sitting in on a random bench in a Musa park waiting for the girl to show up. She was late, but this didn’t bother him because weren’t men supposed to wait on women anyway?

After a few more minutes Tao glanced down at his watch wondering if he had gotten the wrong time. But he was sure they had agreed on 2 o’clock in the afternoon. “Maybe something happened to her?” he muttered, just as he finished he found himself being pushed rather roughly. Instantly his body tensed up prepared to defend himself against his attacker.

“Oppa did you miss me?” an all too familiar voice called out to him. Glancing at his attacker Tao smiled softly and allowed himself to relax just the slightest bit. “Hello Hyerim, I see you finally decided to show up.” 

[xm-yixing]

♗ My character will give yours advise

heukyang festival—the perfect opportunity to spy on people without them noticing. at least, some people thought so.

lim carefully watched her target move. white shirt. spiked hair. very unmistakable.

“hey.”

she nearly jumped. “oh—god,” she spit out, losing her composure for a second. when did yixing get here? she didn’t even hear him.

“hey,” she greeted back, sparing him a glance and a smile. he was eating meat from a stick, and she found it a little weird because that was exactly what he was doing when she ran into him in the same festival yesterday. she couldn’t help the small twist in her expression that quickly faded.

“why’d you call m—whoa. okay.” yixing nearly dropped his food when he was pulled closer. now he was hiding behind the same stall lim was, trying his best to look inconspicuous as she had told him to, wondering what they were doing.

he looked around a bit, trying to find an answer to his question and ultimately failing. “what are we doing?” he inquired.

he was told to keep his eyes on ‘white shirt and spiked hair’ and it took him all of thirty seconds to actually get on the same wavelength as her.

he asked her about him, and she answered him saying i like him and he asked does he like you back and she said i think; we’ve talked a couple of times but i just and she kept on talking about how “complicated” the whole thing with this white shirted spiky-haired boy was.

seconds passed by. minutes. maybe hours.

lim talked once in a while, explained to him how she was scared that if she talked to him again she might find out something she didn’t want to know and she just didn’t want to—

“look,” yixing said, putting a pause on the whole steak out thing for the sole purpose of relieving his back and getting another kebab.

“i’m sure he likes you back,” he said, trying to be a very supportive guy friend, knowing from movies and instinct that this is what girls really wanted to hear. “just talk to him.”

“but i—”

“now,” yixing said. “i’m going to go buy another kebab. you can either stay here and pine away or you could just go over there and get it over with,” he mimicked the exact words from a teen drama he had been forced to watch a couple of weeks ago—but lim didn’t know that.

he gave her an affirmative nod, and she couldn’t really argue with his wisdom.

“and remember,” yixing added, still looking serene and completely serious. “as garfield always says, ‘if you’re patient and wait long enough, nothing will happen.’

wise words from a wise cat,” yixing said. “heed them.”