#xmghjongin

[krystalxmgh]

[text] The world would be so much better with thought bubbles.

[ sms → jongbro / jongin jongout ] imagine how many relationships would get screwed over though.

[ sms → jongbro / jongin jongout ] or how many new relationships would start.

[ sms → jongbro/ jongin jongout ] actually, that would benefit me. because then everyone would know i just want food to be happy. and fire.

[krystalxmgh]

xmghjongin:

[SMS]–>[Baby Silbing] m’i nto drunkk

[SMS]–>[Baby Silbing] wati fuck

[SMS]–>[Baby Silbing] OK SO I AM DRNUK

[SMS]–>[Baby Silbing] Noooo Soo is perfetc c  im’ jsut n a idoti

[SMS]–>[Baby Silbing] I thisnk  neded to sleep i ail ilil ttyl i love you ou <3

[ sms → jongbro / jongin jongout ] dear god, soo did do something didn’t he

[ sms → jongbro / jongin jongout ] JONGIN WHERE ARE YOU.

[ sms → jongbro / jongin jongout ] are you at home?

[ sms → jongbro / jongin jongout ] because i’m standing right outside your door. 

[krystalxmgh]

xmghjongin

[SMS]–>[Baby Sibling]: I WILL DEAL WITH YOUR SHIT DUH

[SMS]–>[Baby Sibling]: I am done with my chemistry workbook and i will GLADLY let you set it ablaze because my love for you is as strong as my loathing for chemistry

[SMS]–>[Baby Sibling]: Who’s Arden do i need to glare at him should i make him jealous should i punch him what can i do for you princess i promise you boys are not worth the trouble honestly don’t let us get you down

[SMS]–>[Baby Sibling]: Hang on where are you I am just getting out of class I can meet you somewhere if you want and you can fill me in 

[ text → jongbro / jongin jongout ] WILL YOU. WHAT IF YOU GET TIRED OF ME JONGIN. WHAT IFF.

[ text → jongbro / jongin jongout ] aw that’s so sweet. hope you have a nice box of matches at your place.

[ text → jongbro / jongin jongout ] park fuckin arden. he’s this little piece of shit, and being around him makes me so irritated. like i don’t know how to function or something???? he makes me feel weird and it’s gross.

[ text → jongbro / jongin jongout ] AND HE DIDN’T BUST ME OUT OF TROUBLE. I NEARLY GOT SUSPENDED AND THE LITTLE SHIT LEFT ME HANGING.

[ text → jongbro / jongin jongout ] why can’t arden be like you.

[ text → jongbro / jongin jongout ] .... can you actually punch him for me. that would make my night like a hundred million times better.

[ text → jongbro / jongin jongout ] i swear i’m not near a bar, jongin.

{ five minutes later }

[ text → jongbro / jongin jongout ] jongin. JONGIN PLEASE COME AND GET ME. I AM BEING HIT ON BY A VERY GROSS DRUNK AND I NEED ASSISTANCE. HELP. HOW DO I FEND HIM OFF. HE WON’T LEAVE ME ALONE. I CAN ONLY USE THIS NUTELLA JAR TO FIGHT HIM OFF. DEAR GOD. WTF. DEAR GOD.

[krystalxmgh]

[text] I’m gonna get drunk and through up on the first happy couple I see.

[ text → jongbro/ jongin jongout ] jongin are you okay. what did we say about drinking. throwing up on people is not nice.

[ text → jongbro/ jongin jongout ] IS IT BECAUSE SOO DID SOMETHING AGAIN. WHAT DID HE DO.

[ text → jongbro/ jongin jongout ] do you want me to come over. we can have a movie night. and you can make me popcorn. <3 

[ text → jongbro/ jongin jongout ] no i’m serious, jongin reply to me. are you getting drunk right now. 

[ text → jongbro/ jongin jongout ] KIM JONGIN. IF YOU DON’T ANSWER MY TEXT RIGHT NOW. I SWEAR TO GOD, YOU’RE DEAD.

[ text → jongbro/ jongin jongout ] DON’T THINK I WON’T DO IT. KILL YOU I MEAN. 

[kyungsooxmgh]

xmghjongin: >

kyungsooxmgh:

[text→ walking yaoi manga] yes

[text→ walking yaoi manga] i cant leave

[text→ walking yaoi manga] the floor melted

[text→ walking yaoi manga] but the fridge is fine

[SMS]→[Murder Prince] the floor melted huh? Sounds….disconcerting

[SMS]→[Murder Prince] are you at my apartment

[SMS]→[Murder Prince] I’m leaving the studio now

[SMS]→[Murder Prince] do you want anything mr one hit wonder

[SMS]→[one hit wonder] should I look for new floor tiles since the >fridge is apparently fine

[text→ walking yaoi manga] yes

[text→ walking yaoi manga] a floor

[text→ walking yaoi manga] take me with you

[text→ walking yaoi manga] i want to look at tiles too

[kyungsooxmgh]

tfln;

[SMS]-->[Murder Prince] i just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled “dibs!”… 

[SMS]-->[Murder Prince] i'll make sure i get a name for their headstone

{ xmghjongin }

[text → blocked] ill get a nice one for you too

[kyungsooxmgh]

tfln;

[SMS]→[Murder Prince]: Lesson learned. Don’t roleplay with a real knife. (x_x)

{ xmghjongin }

[text → walking yaoi manga]: who did you let near you with a knife

[text → walking yaoi manga]: besides me, i mean

[kyungsooxmgh]

ionic {kyungsoo + jongin}

“You’re not actually studying, are you.” Kyungsoo glanced over the frames of his glasses at the newly-blonde Jongin.

Every time he looked up at the dancer, the other appeared more and more flustered and now the silvery locks stuck up in every direction. Kyungsoo had come with dinner earlier in the evening, with the promise of fun if they were productive. Between the detox and Kyungsoo’s own recovery from massive blood loss, they had both fallen behind in classes, especially chemistry. Their next exam loomed closer, leaving Kyungsoo nervous for Jongin’s ability to stay in Mugunghwa. Kyungsoo had only brought his suitcase to Caprius 119 a month ago, but already he found himself wanting after too many hours apart and today he’d spent most of the afternoon in front of a computer digging through dense research articles. Since he’d come through the door of Caprius 119 with a plastic bag of food, he’d only allowed a handful of kisses and touches, refusing the dancer at a certain point.

Apparently, the promise of the vague notion of <i>fun</i> wasn’t enough to keep Jongin focused on the dense material spilled out across glossy pages. In addition to the mussed hair, Kyungsoo swore the dancer kept scooting closer to him on the couch despite the textbooks in their laps.

“Jongin.” Kyungsoo sat up, tugging himself further from the dancer. “If we don’t pass this exam, we’re going to fail.”

Some of the material Kyungsoo remembered from his previous year of failure and he figured he was already picking up on the harder sections regarding orbitals and electron energy levels. Jongin he wasn’t so sure about and sitting for more hours pretending wouldn’t help him either.

He needed to apply pressure in some way or at least offer something more enticing than ‘fun.’ Perhaps the mini-test with rewards for correct answers. Kisses, bites, or touches would be enough, wouldn’t they?

{ xmghjongin }