starboy

❝— I'm indecisive, I'm scatterbrained, I'm frightened, it's evident.

[jueki]

[seokjohn]

throwback to Jimin bringing sexy back!

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this theme is not workin for me fuck 

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❝ — pseudo nurse | jongin & kyungsoo

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Kyungsoo doesn’t have problems with people being close to him, or anything along those lines— it’s just he isn’t really used to the situation when it does come around. But in this point in time, he didn’t have the strength to resist it…nor did he really want to. This time he’s singing again, but it’s much less sexual. The words to Frank Oceans ‘Thinking About You’ are falling past his lips as the other is working conditioner through his hair. 'Or do you not think so far ahead? 'Cuz I've been thinking 'bout forever.' The song was one that he goes to for comfort, and he’d definitely say it was one of his favorites. A sharp shiver runs down his spine before he’s opening his eyes as best as he can to look over at Jongin. “Can I get out now? The water’s getting cold.”

Jongin's eyes squeeze shut in fear of being splashed in the face, and then he quickly reminded himself that a sick Kyungsoo was also a pretty harmless one. His small limbs were barely capable of hitting within a certain distance unless they were close-cut quick whaps to Jongin's face -- but while fever-ridden, Jongin had the upper hand. Stopping abruptly, the younger male found himself once again  transfixed by Kyungsoo's voice. This song he could take seriously, and personally if he were being truthful. Jongin's obsolete heart clenches uncontrollably, and he thinks wishfully that the song is directed toward him for a moment. 

"I-- oh yeah. Sorry." Sputtering, he reaches out for a fluffy towel from the rack besides the tub and drapes it gently over Kyungsoo's petite frame. For a moment, Jongin thinks it funny how someone could look so small and helpless in their most vunerable states, but then he figures it's because he might actually love Kyungsoo. Love is definitely carrying someone out of the bathtub when you can barely carry the weight of your heart, Jongin thinks. 

Laughing quietly as he hauls Kyungsoo's up in his arms, bridal-style, he murmurs, "Hyung, I think you've lost weight. Almost as skinny as me, probably." He only says this jokingly of course, because Kyungsoo's never been as slender as him, and while he was all sharp bones and sunken cheeks, Kyungsoo was soft and curvier, for the lack of better word. 

[dixmndis]

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yifxnn:

/crawls out from under rock e A e

{` feels u

[veriloquentmind]

jongin trying to hide his tears TT_TT (i believe this was when it was announced that he wouldn’t be performing some songs because he got injured) i just want to go over there and tell him that he’s worked so hard and that i’m very proud of him!

[hellanne]

I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through. Tell me what the word “home” means to you and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mother’s name just by the way you describe your bed room when you were 8. See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate and if that day still trembles beneath your bones. Do you prefer to play in puddles of rain or bounce in the bellies of snow? And if you were to build a snowman, would you rip two branches from a tree to build your snowman arms? Or would you leave the snowman armless for the sake of being harmless to the tree? And if you would, would you notice how that tree weeps for you because your snowman has no arms to hug you every time you kiss him on the cheek? Do you kiss your friends on the cheek? Do you sleep beside them when they’re sad, even if it makes your lover mad? Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain? See, I wanna know what you think of your first name. And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mother’s joy when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you tell me all the ways you’ve been unkind. Tell me all the ways you’ve been cruel. See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living. I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving. And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes. I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people’s wounds.

Andrea Gibson (via toynadactyl)

[felixjapan-deactivated20180529]

today, yuichi @ yoshitomo nara exhibition, London

[besamebesamemucho-deactivated20]

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[[ IDK WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I WAS ON JONGIN IM LACKING BUT HMU IF YOU WANNA PLOT 

not reliable at all im sorry ]] 

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"It's one in the morning! You think I'm going around at one in the morning?"

Blink sentence starters.

"Kyungsoo, please. I’ll let you have the whole bed if you buy the Talenti —” Jongin pleaded and pleaded. It was rare for him to do this at such short notice but he swore he could almost feel his glucose levels dropping. After having spent 7 and 1/2 hours of finishing his art coursework, he’d held off on consuming anything in fears of his inspiration diminishing. Executing the mind through oil paints was not the easiest thing. 

"I’ll teach you stippling tomorrow, I promise." His voice softens, and Kyungsoo finally stops interrupting him. He can almost hear the latter’s eyes narrowing through the phone. "Seriously? Because the last time you said you would it never happened!" Kyungsoo sneered at him, half hesitant because while Jongin’s pledges were always sweet and full of good intention, he didn’t always go through with them. 

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[/crawls back on and snuffles] <3~~

{`latches onto and breathes in your scent} kind of regretting taking a break from aim.

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[/crawls over, flicks his forehead, and then cuddles jongin] bed time for me now. GOOD NIGHT. [/flicks his forehead again and pops a kiss over the spot]

{`frowns and pushes him away just because he feels like being selfish} night. 

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hey- do that meme thing. :c

send me a ”hey” and i’ll do this:

1. First impression: he is outspoken as hell, probably too much for me to handle. and kind of mean, considering he flicks my forehead without permission. but it's kind of endearing??2. Truth is: i miss you, i miss you, i miss you. and that thing in your pants. 3. How old do you look: 19.  4. Have you ever made me laugh: every other thing you say makes me laugh. 5. Have you ever made me mad: maybe frustrated? heh. 6. Best feature: your undeniable ability to make me feel uncomfortable 7. Have I ever had a crush on you: erm8. You’re my: ice cream9. Name in my phone: hun ♥10. Should you post this too?: of course.

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HEY [/FLICKS; slips off to bed]

COME BACK please. {`screams off into the distance}

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(` sits here)

{`calmly hands you a tab with daffy duck on it}