o k i just cannot get this muse back and it rly bums me out bcus i love this place. i’ve realized that waiting for it to just happen isn’t going to work. i haven’t had the drive to even log into this account for a while. ) : so taking a cue from @yfxjeon, i’m going to do a pretty thorough revamp by the end of this week. this blog is going to stick around for archiving purposes but please feel free to unfollow it!! i’m gonna start up a new one, with a new fc. blank slate and all that. the core of his character is going to stay what it is so any current plots i have can still be picked up afterwards. ty hoMIES and welcome 2 the new kids.
( * the last night in jeju is spent grandly, catering provided by the best the school had to offer in the form of a beach party near the pensions, and though she had arrived with her group, krystal decidedly slips away after dinner. if only to not get herself dragged off in whatever plans baek ho ( and cheong ryong ) decides to spend the last night of vacation. as always, it wasn't too much of her thing. but of course, lately, if we were to talk about what was her thing...
her eyes lift to catch sight of a familiar male, narrowing slightly at the eyepatch he adorned—honestly, the fact that he even wore it to dinner—and maybe it's the impulse talking, the inherent need to not return to the pension and risk being around the likes of her ex even more than necessary, or maybe she’s intended on this the entire time but krystal finds herself heading toward the strangely and conveniently unaccompanied third year, cheeks slightly flushed from the devil's water despite the standard lack of emotion on sharp features ( but her eyes dance in tune with her heart, the tongue behind pressed lips ) — lips parting to speak as she shoves the procured cold pack into his hands. )
He doesn’t recall who convinced who but the sole reason why he attended the weekend trip was to spend time with Jaebum, who had wanted to get away from Sunhwa Academy. He had fooled himself into thinking that they could choose their own roommates and be able to at least break some rules together but he had been wrong, which shouldn’t come as a surprise since his expectations had been rather low since the announcement of the trip.
But now he was in a completely different pension as his bestfriend, two doors away from his ex-girlfriend, and rooming with Bobby, who he wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about the male. Their relationship was surface level, a few glances and a nod for acknowledgement. Perhaps, they would have gotten closer or had any chance at a friendship if their perspective bestfriends would work out their differences but Jiyong and Jaebum’s relationship was out of his control. Jiyong was currently on topics blacklisted between the two and he didn’t dare prod Jaebum’s mind. It was a beast better left alone, in peaceful slumber and only awakened when Jaebum saw fit.
He had come back from an excursion at the beach and his mood had soured when he spotted the cellphone on bobby’s bed.
He should have left the cellphone on the bed.
He should have ignored the fact that only one person had that certain case and it wasn’t Bobby’s.
He should have done a lot things including not entering the passcode that corresponded with the owner of the cellphone.
Krystal.
He wasn’t in the mood to deal with her or even interact with her for .5 seconds in giving her the phone back. What the fuck was she doing in his room in the first place? From what he knew, Bobby and her were acquaintances. He grabbed his towel and went to shower, taking the phone with him without a thought. He heard the door creak open while he was changing, surprisingly enough to find the owner of the mysterious phone, currently searching for it underneath the bed.
“Are you looking for this?” He questioned, leaning against the door frame of the bathroom adjoined to their room. He held her cellphone between his fingers in a careless manner. “If you think you are going to get your cellphone back so easily, you’re mistaken...”
“Now enlighten me. What the hell were you doing in my room?”
MOUTH MUFFLED, HANDS FIRM, HE LAUGHS — “yeah, you’re not going anywhere.”
often times it’s whispered against her skin. where krystal can feel the rumble of his words resonate throughout her bare body, shaking up foundations and threatening otherwise strengthened resolves to go back to studying. but it is perhaps the rightful punishment for corporal sin, not once, not twice, but thrice, having woken up bobby just now. the clock had struck four in the morning when krystal decided to shake the older awake for yet another “study break”. selfish to the very core in that she didn’t care if he had been sleeping, not when his body was the reason why he was permitted to “sleep over” in the first place.
but if anything, she hardly thinks he has any complaints himself.
though this itself has its consequences. krystal finds herself trapped, strong arms wrapped around her, leg hooked around her hip, bobby had a grip on her similar to one of a baby koala’s ( she says baby, because his sleeping face certainly shared the cuteness of one ), unwilling to let go no matter what way she squirmed or resisted. annoying, but she knows a losing battle when she sees one. so, nearly five in the morning, krystal succumbs to the incessant burning beneath her lids, allowing the steady drumming of his heart to finally lull her to rest, lips brushing against bare skin in a wordless goodnight.
( sms → physics 101 ) i told you not to leave any marks( sms → physics 101 ) if you can waste so much time trying to make them “heart shaped” why don’t you spend a third of that in salvaging your fucking abysmal average instead?
Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.
( sms → physics 101 ) they are kind of cute though
( DELETED. FOR DEFEATING THE PURPOSE OF LECTURING IN THE FIRST PLACE )
Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.
( sms → physics 101 ) i got held up but i’m omw rn( sms → physics 101 ) i do not want to see you looking smug when i get there( sms → physics 101 ) i’ll leave
Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.
( sms → physics 101 ) fkc me ( sms → physics 101 ) wher aru
Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.
( sms → physics 101 ) window’s open.
Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.
( READ AT 3:40 AM )
( sms → physics 101 ) ✋
Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.
( sms → physics 101 ) are you stupid or just trying to piss me off( sms → physics 101 ) do you not remember what i said ( sms → physics 101 ) i want you out of my room before anyone comes back
Send “#” for a RANDOM text.
( sms → physics 101 ) a pigeon followed me around today and at some point it was practically seizuring over crumbs and reminded me of you( sms → physics 101 ) …no that doesn’t mean i was thinking of you
Send “@” for a SCARED text.
( sms → physics 101 ) do you think they saw us?( sms → physics 101 ) what if they saw us( sms → physics 101 ) let’s not meet for a bit
Send “&” for a LOVING text.
( sms → physics 101 ) you did really good on your quiz( sms → physics 101 ) i mean, it could have definitely been better and i mean a lot better but wtv, it’s good enough for your standards – ( sms → physics 101 ) good job, bobby( sms → physics 101 ) ??????
( DELETED. BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO GO ABOUT THIS OR IF IT’S BEING DONE RIGHT )
Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.
( sms → physics 101 ) what do i have to wear for you to pay attention to what i’m saying for once( sms → physics 101 ) (img)?
Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.
( sms → physics 101 ) did you really get a b-( sms → physics 101 ) did you really( sms → physics 101 ) don’t lie ( sms → physics 101 ) im coming over
( sms → physics 101 ) i don’t know what you want me to say( sms → physics 101 ) i told you from day one what i wanted( sms → physics 101 ) and lbr it’s not your heart( sms → physics 101 ) this is seriously getting annoying and time wasting, bobby( sms → physics 101 ) just go date her i don’t care( sms → physics 101 ) it doesn’t matter to me
Bobby really needs to upgrade his security system, Jongin thinks as he picks the lock on the door to his friend's bedroom, carefully crawling inside the room in pitch darkness because, well, it's 4AM and Jongin doesn't really want to wake up Bobby's roommate. He doesn't know the other one very well, but he figures he's safer just leaving him out of it. No need to make a big display, he just wants to talk to Bobby for a few minutes, just to ask for advice.
It's important, of course. Jongin wouldn't be breaking into their dorm if it wasn't important, and it couldn't wait until morning. Jongin couldn't wait until morning. He sat on the floor of the room, about a foot away from Bobby's bed, pausing a moment to consider if it would be better if he actually got onto the bed. Maybe Bobby wouldn't freak out so much, as long as Jongin covered his mouth.
But no, instead, he just leans forward and nudges Bobby, poking his shoulder repeatedly. "Hyung?" he whispers, trying to be quiet, but desperate. "Hyung.. are you awake? Please wake up.." He nudges him harder.
