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kim yukwon ⋅ 21 ⋅ subway worker ⋅ fleurs frequenter ✭✭✭

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(`wheezes.)

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(`breaks through a door.)

[d3fyreality]

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mmmnnhhfhmnmn mood drop i'll be back tomorrow

[redfuture-darkpast]

Send me a "♣" if you'd ship our muses

[mprizzy]

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diggitydawgkwon: Burn baby burn! Burn baby burn! Burn baby burn! Burn baby burn! Burnin! To mass fires, yes! One hundred stories high People gettin loose y'

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종인 @tonightoppa … popcorn, anyone?

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diggitydawgkwon: @tonightoppa hahahahahahahhahahahahahhahahahhahahha ahahhahahhahahahahahahhahaha ahahha ill join hhahahahahahahahhahahahaha hahaha oh my go

[jujulielie]

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dammit… ◕‿◕

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diggitydawgkwon: jonghyun is so weird i dont understand him. is he on twitter? god, i hope not, i hope he doesn't see this. i got on twitter just to tweet ab

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Ghosts of you.

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He smirked at the sarcasm, glad because that hadn’t changed. He was actually quite curious about how much of Yukwon had changed. He sure looked different, that’s for sure. He looked older- not old like some fucking middle aged man- but older like his last three years might have been on some escapade into hell.

A huge part of him was praying Yukwon hadn’t changed too much, he’d pretty much built his life around that stupid kid who cried at fucking everything (disney movies really did Yukwon in apparently), and had a often needed to be looked after. Though he probably wouldn’t admit it, it took Kyung an embarrassingly long time to firstly convince himself Yukwon wasn’t coming back and secondly, learn how to live his life normally without him.

"Well that’s good to fucking know, since your actions kind of said otherwise." He smacked ‘Kwon upside the head, not enough to hurt him any, just to get the point across. "I don’t plan on leaving any time soon, bud. Sorry, really not that sorry."

Hesitation had him pausing on Yukwon’s demands, he wasn’t really sure what to say, and frankly he was too fucking ashamed of must of the shit he did to even think about telling the blonde. 

"Oh y’know, the usual; fucking, parties, bad art and more fucking." He stated casually, waving a hand dismissively. 

[yukwon-stretto]

yukwon was starting to wonder the same sort of things about kyung. had he changed much? he looked a little more tired, a little more dragged about. like a cat scratched at his face when he was sleeping. oh, maybe he shouldn't say that out loud.

but his nose still fucking hurt, kyung totally deserves it.

he hoped that kyung had changed in some good ways and some bad ways. the only reason he wanted some of the bad is because how else could he be the same old kyung if he was becoming perfect in life? that was nothing as he knew him as, and he knew he wouldn't be making his life picture perfect after the years of him being the most--well, not fucked up, but y'know. the next step below that. like a good fucked up.

the smack made him grumble, raising a hand to rub the back of his head tenderly. kyung was honestly going to end up giving him whiplash or something; this wasn't safe. but he should probably get used to this all over again, considering it was just how kyung was. piece of shit.

and the answer to his question definitely confirmed when kyung spoke up again. of course he would be up to that. all 'bout the sex and partying and artistic side of kyung. he was glad that at least all that crazy life was balanced out with his art. he really wondered how kyung was fairing with his art life. huh. he hadn't seen it in-- three years.

"crazy life, as usual. not much has changed, eh? still stupid ole kyung with a dick for a brain." oh, but he meant it with love.

[jonghyun-stretto]

cute.

real cute, bummiebear.

so of course when i hand you the opportunity on a silver platter— literally ask to try my fucking stroke game out on you— you blow me off for a cold shower. but when i try to make it romantic— like, y’know, what you rejected my propsal for not being— you’re up my ass for that too.i can’t fucking win, can i?

…and don’t even try to play the shirtless card— like waking me up with videos of you trying to win a fucking equestrian medal on my lap are keeping things down either.

[kbmstretto]

YOU SPAT A RINGPOP.

OUT OF YOUR MOUTH.

AND SAID MARRY ME.

CALL ME HIGH STANDARD BUT SOMEHOW I WAS PICTURING SOMETHIN’ A LITTLE MORE ON THE ROMCOM SIDE OF THINGS, NOT SOMETHING ON SIXTEEN AND PREGNANT.

and oh, oh no, don’t even get me started on that. you said you were saving your stroke game for the TWELFTH of this month which means AFTER we’ve arrived in jeju which means ANOTHER week i have to make love to the fuckin’ cold showerhead.

when there’s a hand more preoccupied with jerking off his xbox controller than me. hmph.

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Ghosts of you.

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An annoyed sound left his lips at Yukwon’s comment, even though he was more thankful then he could even articulate that Yukwon was in fact, alive because spending countless sleepless nights thinking about how your best friend might be lying in a fucking gutter is something Kyung wouldn’t wish on his worst enemy. 

"I see that, you have so serious fucking explaining to do." He stated, some of the anger returning because Yukwon was alive, and apparently had left on his accord and left Kyung to deal with the mess he’d left behind and not to mention the fact he really through a log on a fire of abandonment issues. The fact that Yukwon seemed fine after all these years yet hadn’t said a word to his best friend left Kyung wondering what the blonde really thought about him.

The truth was he couldn’t bring himself to hit Yukwon again even if he really wanted to (part of him really, truly wanted to knock him a few more good ones) because he missed the living shit out of him. Hell- He’d forgotten just how much he missed him until now, he’d managed to occupy himself with other things like weed and getting himself back into art. Quite frankly, he never made a friend like Yukwon after he left, in fact he’d pretty much been alone since.

"I know. I’d say I’m sorry but honestly- I’m not." He shrugged, pulling back slowly, but keeping an arm around Yukwon’s shoulder, almost if he was holding him in place so he wouldn’t run off. "I could care less if you get canned right now you shit, I fucking missed you.”

[yukwon-stretto]

"i'm glad you can tell." usually, yukwon wasn't quite this sarcastic, but when it came to his best friend, he didn't really hold back. he's put up with him for years, after all, the least he can do is put up with his dumb sarcasm. well, years, minus the three that he missed out on. that he didn't want to explain. at all. nope.

he was glad that he missed him, though. he missed him too, despite the fact he couldn't get in contact with him. did he really think he was dead, though? that's a crazy assumption—but maybe it wasn't, really. he had been gone for a long time. and he hadn't said anything. or left any messages. or made contact when he came back. oops.

he snorted at kyung, throwing an arm over his shoulder as well. might as well enjoy it before he completely lost his fucking job for this nutcase. "i missed you too, dude, but this is the only money i'm making and i sorta need it." it was a half hearted attempt to get kyung out of his hair, because, shit, he didn't want him to leave now. he only just got to see him again. he wanted to see more of him. hear what he had been up to.

"tell me three years that i've missed out on, man. i'm all ears."

[yukwon-stretto]

diggitydawgkwon: i’m leaving. :( GOODBYE TWITTER, FOR GOOD AND GOOD RIDDEN. i won’t be back. this is my goodbye, i hope you have a nice internet life here, e

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tequilaaaaa @machnesterunietd @diggitydawgkwon: are u sure? u were really on fire there with those genius tweets

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420kyungblazeit: I don’t understand how kwon got any in college??? 

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diggitydawgkwon: i'm leaving. :( GOODBYE TWITTER, FOR GOOD AND GOOD RIDDEN. i won't be back. this is my goodbye, i hope you have a nice internet life here, e

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pintofnoreturn: @diggitydawgkwon @missxkha @christhyung #hifrommeandyourexgirl 

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diggitydawgkwon signed off to go cry in the shower