[yyngis-blog]

"Excuse me, but you’ve got a little something on your face there."

      icebreakers!           *accepting.

“you’re fucking with me, aren’t you?” his eyebrows arched upward ever so slightly, mouth forming a tight line as he glanced up from his seat at the female. “you know, if you wanted to talk to me you could have just said hello. you didn’t have to come up with some excuse.” he wasn’t buying it, no way- there was no way yoongi had anything on his face when he hadn’t even done anything that could possibly have left marks there. 

[yyngis-blog]

"Okay, okay, listen. I miiiiight have had a little too much, and I miiight need someone to help me get home. You look trustworthy, so let's go."

      icebreakers!           *accepting.

“in what world do any strangers seem trustworthy when you’re in this condition?” he rolled his eyes, a frustrated sigh escaping his lips as he realized he would have to reorganize his entire night’s plans just to help this one stranger home. for all yoongi knows, he could just be acting in an attempt to lure him away and like... kill him or something. it’s not yoongi’s fault this guy got too drunk without a ride home, it’s not yoongi’s fault- why should he have to deal with the consequences? “how about i call you a taxi and send you on your way instead?” 

[yyngis-blog]

"Excuse me, but you’ve got a little something on your face there."

      icebreakers!           *accepting.

“are you serious?” the other’s words were enough to set him ablaze with embarrassment, cheeks and tips of the ears burning red before he even had a chance to will it not to happen. “you wouldn’t have a napkin on you, would you?” yoongi had sworn he’d double, no, triple checked his face before heading out this morning. well, he’s sure he did- maybe he was getting his days mixed up again. 

[yyngis-blog]

"Sorry, but, um... am I the only one confused here? Why hasn't anyone else showed up?"

       icebreakers!            *accepting.

“huh?” yoongi had only managed to catch the very end of her sentence as he fumbled awkwardly with the tangled wires of his earphones. he hesitated briefly before speaking up, trying to piece together what the beginning of her inquiry could have been- worried that he might have heard the wrong thing. “i think you’re confused. there’s no- i don’t know what you’re waiting for but i’m probably not here for whatever you’re talking about. maybe you’re in the wrong place?” 

[yyngis-blog]

Icebreakers I

"Excuse me, but you’ve got a little something on your face there."

"Well... this is awkward."

"I guess this is the part where we shake hands and say 'nice to meet you', right?"

"I've seen you here before, but I guess I just never had the courage to say hello before."

"I'm so excited to finally meet you in person! I've always dreamed of this."

"Sorry, but, um... am I the only one confused here? Why hasn't anyone else showed up?"

"Watch out!"

"Am I dead? Are you an angel?"

"Okay, okay, listen. I miiiiight have had a little too much, and I miiight need someone to help me get home. You look trustworthy, so let's go."

"I'm sorry--please, can you help me?"

"I look forward to working with you."

"I look forward to serving you."

"Stay still! I'm trying to stop the bleeding!"

"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything, but... I've been seeing you here a lot lately, always by yourself. I just wanted to say, if you have anything on your mind, I'd listen."

"Um, I know you don't know me, but I think what you did back there was very brave."

"Some weather we're having, huh?"

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Please reblog if you are okay with random starters, pre-established relationships and responses to ask memes. I need some new people to bug with starters & what nots. 

[97-kookies]

{ ☆ }-    “Are you hungryy?? You want some?” 

[yyngis-blog]

he squints his eyes at the other, handing shooting out in an attempt to steal the food from him. “don’t be a brat, just gimme it.” 

[yyngis-blog]

exasperated sigh heaves his shoulders upwards, a hand raised to run through his already frustratedly messed hair. “i seriously— everything is just sounding the fucking same right now. i can’t do this, something is missing and i just can’t figure out what it is.” he reaches for the mouse once more, clicking to save his progress before minimizing the program— if it were possible, yoongi is pretty sure he would have burned holes through the screen with how hard he stared while trying to figure out the remainder of the song. “do you wanna listen to it? just— i dunno, let me know if you feel like something is off.” he turned to the person next to him, tone pleading ever so slightly.