#zachkwon

[dark-thorns]

@zachkwon

The thing about Sunhwa was that she was really bad at controlling her emotions. If she had been any good, she wouldn’t have ruined her relationship with one of her best friends. One and only person she trusted would keep her safe, and she had gone and developed feelings for him. She had not only ruined herself, but him also. He had trusted her and she had abandoned her, out of fear.

Standing in front of his apartment door, Sunhwa felt nothing but fear. Fear that drove her away had brought her back to this man. The man who deserved the world, yet she knew she couldn’t give him anything but remorse. Her hand fell to her side once again, as she failed to knock on the door. Her fear undermined her courage to talk to Zach, but she couldn’t just up and leave. Not again.

A sigh escaped from her lips as she was reminded of the first day she had come there. Reminded of their first kiss. Reminded of everything happy and sad. She knew everything had changed. She, too, had changed. Her bones were visible now, her plump figure now way thinner. Her smile disappeared, never to be seen. Her friends missed her, since she never left her home. Since she worked from home, her job was on her side too. She had turned cold, colder, and the only source of heat was through that door. She sighed once more, lifting her hand in an attempt to knock but her hand freezing in the air again.

[pennchoarchive-blog]

“I get so angry whenever I hear them talking about you… you don’t deserve it.”

sentence starters: protective edition. [ closed // @zachkwon ]

His words caused her to laugh, it was loud and hearty to show that how much she did not care what others said. She knew that his co workers could not stand her when she would show up at his agency specially when management kept wanting her to sign with them. Spencer though beautiful care very little about beauty, she didn’t like the way models how to live and so she declined -- of course with a mouth like hers when they didn’t take no for an answer the first time, the only way for her to make it clear was showing them how unfit she was to be a model.

 Though her short tempter made her forget that Zach still worked there and how much grief he would get. Her arms wrapped around his frame from behind, her head gently pressed against his back. Her laughter had died out as she got serious. “It’s fine Zach. I’m not even mad or anything -- you shouldn’t be either. People are dumbasses and we know this. Now feed me or I’ll get mad.”

[delyscious]

I want the K

Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number

16. Upside-Down Kiss ( @zachkwon )

PRINTS from their recent shoot litered the ground of the room and Alyss shamelessly sat indian style in the middle of them on the floor, lips in a frown as she pondered them all before her. The girl’s concentration was unphased by his arrival, even as he came to lay out on the couch that her back rested against. She felt his watching eyes and mumbled, “I want to put one into my portfolio, but I’m not sure which…” Her head turned slightly to look over her shoulder, feeling his weight shift slightly as he made few movements out of his position of rest, only merely tipping his head slightly over the edge of the couch to get a better view of the set. After a moment of silence and watching his eyes move over the pictures once, twice, he grunted and shut them, laying an arm over his forehead. She could only roll her eyes and shrug, not actually expecting him to help her very much in the first place. Even so, with the back of his head leaning against her shoulder off of the couch as a pillow, she turned her head and guided his head to tilt towards hers so she could steal a peck to his lips, kissing at him upside down, lingering only for a moment before she began to gather the prints up, smiling to herself. “Always can count on you, Zach.”

[forgetwinter]

“It’s too cold! Get back here…”

It was raining --- and she could get a cold , but she didn’t really care. instead, chanmi was dancing around in it, getting soaked from head to toe, the refreshing feeling of being free and capable of stopping the world, she wouldn’t be able to change it for the world. the male’s voice was still audible never mind her trance in this temporary moment of freedom, “don’t kill my fun!” the younger whined, continuing to run through the rain while calling out to him repeatedly. “you know you could like join me, i look like a crazy person all by myself...” 

[sooruto-blog]

[text]:Help me. Some guy just winked at me.

[sms → Zach] RUN AWAY!

[sms → Zach] Or let out a loud fart. He wont be interested anymore, trust me.

[jinvenchy-blog]

[text]:Gee, sensitive much?

TEXT ASK MEME now accepting.

[ sms >> Zach ] I don’t think i’m being at all sensitive, you asked me my opinion and i’m giving it to you. If you don’t like my response then its purely a personal thing. I need you to understand where I’m coming from, or don’t inquire.

[ sms >> Zach ]: I thought you came for honesty, and that’s what i gave you.

[jeongaeul]

“I’m sorry, but my number of fucks to give has officially reached a negative number.”

“Oh my god.” Gaeul sighed into her phone and pressed the palm of her hand against her forehead, her eyes falling shut in annoyance for several seconds before she inhaled deeply to get a hold on herself. She certainly didn’t want to throw her phone away and end up losing it. It was her only way of communication after all. But why Zacharie had been the only one to answer his phone? “Look, I’m not asking you to drive to the other side of the country– But I’ve been walking around since hours and I don’t know where I am. Please help me out, hm? I swear I’ll never ever bother you again after this.” 

[dark-thorns]

[ text ] Where are you? [ text ] I need you Sunhwa. I miss you.

The sound of a text called Sunhwa out of her daydream and her eyes snapped up at the reflection of her own face in the mirror. The sun peeked inside her room as if it were curious. She took a minute to look at the way she looked, her long brown locks now gone; black and short hair taking its place. She turned her gaze away from the unfamiliar reflection before reaching for her phone. She let out a deep sigh as the name caught her eyes. She hadn’t let Zach know that she would disappear. He probably would be the only person to notice. He had called her once or twice in those past days; she couldn’t let those pass. She owed this to him.

[text at 06.39pm, I’m back. Do you have time to spare?]