( sms » kyj ) always trying to ruin my fun ( sms » kyj ) listen, the black parade changed my life ( sms » kyj ) i get that u might not understand but... this is such an important day ( sms » kyj ) 9/23/16 don't forget it
( sms → 박지민 ) i thought three cheers for sweet revenge changed your life( sms → 박지민 ) what happened to “goddamn mcr didn’t have to go so hard with helena”?( sms → 박지민 ) what’s the truth jimin?
( sms → 박지민 ) is this some more emo shit?( sms → 박지민 ) jimin you know they said the mcr reunion wasn’t happening right???( sms → 박지민 ) don’t get your hopes up too high, shorty.
send an emoji for my muse’s reactionstatus: not accepting
👙 : seeing your muse in underwear
"Listen, Jimin-ah!" Jackson walks into the room without thinking twice and, having the door unlocked, it is pretty easy for him to get there.
At first, he doesn't really notice his friend clothes—or lack of them, for that matter—his eyes still on his phone screen, reading the text the mentioned friend had just sent him. "I don't think seeing it now could be so..."
He stops, hearing the door closing behind him with the little push he gave once he was inside. Jackson has no shame in actually staring at half naked people, as he was used to be like that himself—though with a few selected people, obviously—so he doesn't even blush as he looks at Jimin.
"You texted me just to see your body evolution like you had just skipped turning into a Charmeleon and evolved from a Charmander straight to a Charizard in a week. This is not how it works, Jimin-ah!" Jackson sighs tired, hands on his hips. "A week training is not that visible! Stop embarrassing yourself."
Is this AU? Is this canon? Is this a headcanon? Only God knows.
He stares at Jimin for a whole minute, hands against the wall beside both the guy’s shoulders, clearly not letting him leave as he thinks about what he had just heard.
It isn’t weird to see Jackson considering the idea, even though he had been this close to guys before. But this was a whole new situation. One thing was to tease and be the annoying and touchy hyung (and oppa) around the campus, who more talked and kissed people’s face randomly than did things with an intention; another whole different thing was to actually make up his mind to accept a challenge like this.
Not really a challenge, more like a test—or so is what Jimin suggested. A test to see their limits.
It’s obvious he isn’t completely straight, that he had in mind, even though he tried not to really think about it, but he wasn’t totally out there as a bisexual either. You see, he isn’t embarrassed about it, it’s just that he knows most people would start taking his actions seriously when 99% of them aren’t.
“Ok,” he decides, nodding slowly. He leans his face next to Jimin’s, their bodies an inch away from each other. “Just remember, you asked for it,” Jackson warns in a breath against the boy’s ear before he closed his eyes and let his lips trail down his neck, just teasing at first.
He presses Jimin’s body between his own and the wall, the loud music still happening somewhere around them, but none of them paying much attention to it. Jackson breaths and nibbes on the boy’s neck before finally giving open mouthed kisses, sucking on his flesh and leaving marks on it—it’s not like he cares to be careful now, anyways.
☇ good morning! ☇ please wake up!☇ this mix won’t make itself and your music taste is so much better than mine ㅠㅡㅠ
ii. an angry text
( sms » jimini hendrix )
☇ DID YOU HIDE MY FAVORITE MASCARA?☇ I DIDN’T MEAN TO LOSE YOUR LUCKY PICK☇ I DIDN’T EVEN LOSE IT. I FOUND IT WITHIN A FEW HOURS…☇ GIVE IT BACK 😠😠😠
iii. a drunk text *
( sms » jimini hendrix )
☇ d o poepl e ask if yur’e good iwth ur fi ngers?
iv. a vague text
( sms » jimini hendrix )
☇ when a heart breaks, it don’t break even
v. a worried text *
( sms » jimini hendrix )
☇ you’ve been working out a lot lately…☇ which is good for you! i’m glad!☇ but please don’t overdo it. i don’t want to see you get injured… how will you play your guitar? i can’t imagine that. you look the happiest when you play
vi. a text not meant for you
( sms » jimini hendrix )
☇ yeah, oKAY I REALLY DID ASK BUT I WAS DRUNK. I DIDN’T MEAN TO ASK ABOUT HIS FINGERS☇ oh..☇ i mean chicken fingers! oh but most people say tenders, right? i mean those. yes, those!
vii. a somewhat sassy text
( sms » jimini hendrix )
☇ don’t laugh at me, mr i can’t sing so i play backup
viii. a long-winded confession text *
( sms » jimini hendrix )
☇ i know that you were upset about your lucky pick and i’m really sorry but at least i found it quickly! but i have something else to tell you. just don’t get mad, okay? although i do think you might be upset and that’s why i’m texting you because i don’t like seeing your sad face. i am sorry i’m not telling you in person though and i hope this isn’t bad timing☇ is this bad timing?☇ it is, isn’t it?☇ with my timing…☇ okay wait i shouldn’t keep texting. okay so i might’ve broken a string on the guitar you lent me… but nOTHING IS BROKEN I SWEAR
ix. a misguided advice text
( sms » jimini hendrix )
☇ just keep stroking ☇ isn’t that what you told me? ☇ this isn’t coming out how i meant it to☇ this never happened
x. a desperate text *
( sms » jimini hendrix )
☇ DO YOU REALLY NOT HAVE MY MASCARA? I NEED IT☇ okay not need but i want that one ☇ if i can’t find it, you’re going to the mall with me
xi. a congratulatory text
( sms » jimini hendrix )
☇ congratulations, whenever someone sees you from behind while you’re playing the guitar it’s always going to look like something else at first!
“well don’t!” indignant and whiny, the first year is obnoxious even in public (and faced with a stranger--he’s not a complete stranger if she knows his face from school somewhere right?--she had dragged in to department store to replace hyungsik’s flighty ass), voice almost shrill from the dressing room she resided in.
“not when you can be looking at how cute i look.”
it takes but only a few seconds more to fix her hair and ah--perfect.
unlocking the door, seo kangmi in all her glory steps out of the small fitting room, hands smoothing over the pastel pleated skirt she had on.
“okay, how does this one look? better than the mint? i mean i do like lavender but i don’t know, green’s always been my color.” she rambles, stepping forward a bit more to look in the mirror, doing a little twirl as she grins.