#yinxg

[ssuleh]

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Send ‘➹’ and I’ll put up my muse’s current thought

"i can look straight at you with red, puffy eyes and smile, and you would never know that i had cried myself to sleep."

[minakwn-blog]

yinxg

The male shook his feet due to the uncomfortable feeling from the wet socks. He then plopped himself down on the first step under the porch roof next to the other. “Mine too,” He groaned as he watched the other fumble with her wet shoes and socks. Yixing leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees, chin in palm. He looked up at the sky, watching the rain fall and hit the pavement. “It’s really coming down, huh? We should’ve took a taxi..”

Mina focused on her shoes, fumbling and lightly stomping. As she feels her socks squishing inside, more quiet groans of protests escape her pursed lips, clearly portraying her annoyance at the mostly unfortunate situation. It wasn't supposed to rain or so she thought, maybe the weather forecast did warn her and she chose to ignore it instead, putting her faith on luck that they wouldn't get caught up in such a heavy downpour. She slightly lifts up her gaze from the shoes and focuses on the male sitting on the step, letting out a sigh before looking around, hoping for a sign of a taxi or any cars for that matter, that would happen to drive past them. "Hey, who knows, maybe we can still catch a cab out here."

[ssuleh]

yinxg replied to your post “[text] im guessing your the one that tried to make bacon in the...”

[ SMS → 최진리 ] oh good idea. i'm going to have to try that next time.

[ SMS ↬ Z. Yixing ] Who’s the smartest sunbae now?  [ SMS ↬ Z. Yixing ] Me right? Say it’s me Xingie! [ SMS ↬ Z. Yixing ]  *Heart eyes emoji*

[ssuleh]

[text] im guessing your the one that tried to make bacon in the toaster

[ SMS ↬ Z. Yixing ] Well, I wanted bacon on my toast. [ SMS ↬ Z. Yixing ] I just wanted to make my life easier Xing ): 

[sehunnini-blog]

accents

1/10Thank you!

[hunzu-blog1]

"I'm sorry, did you say something?"

“No, I’m just standing here to catch your attention with my beautiful V-line.” 

The confusion begins to kick in even further for the oblivious male who is still cupping a hand over their own ear. Sehun furrows his own brows together as he steps forward, coughing before repeating himself once again, “I said good job during rehearsal! Jaewon seemed really happy with your performance.” His comment is earnest and sincere, both accompanied by a wide cheesy smile that pinches at his own cheeks just slightly. 

Having always been humble in nature, however, Yixing simply laughs in a quiet manner, a stray hand rubbing against his nape. “Ah, thank you Sehun-ah.” He says, “You too.” 

Sehun is still smiling by the time one of the producers yells for them to return to the stage. He’s always had a soft spot for his exceptionally hardworking and passionate band mate; whose character simply radiates from within their skin.