ofckelsey

[ofckelsey]

wtfhaneul:

MOPING AROUND WASN’T going to get haneul anywhere but that was all he could do these days. why did she have to go back? hadn’t he been enough? sure they had been friends before she’d moved in with him but something had just clicked inside of him recently and he found himself actually enjoying her company in a way he didn’t usually enjoy. haneul fucked around, he was known around their apartment complex for being the bad boy who always had a different girl in his bed and was the reason for several noise complaints. although with kelsey, his relationship had completely been different from what he was used to and surprisingly he wasn’t opposed to it. he missed her. god, he fucking missed the beautiful girl who spent her nights tucked safely in his arms while his fingers idly played with her soft hair. he missed hearing her light laugh whenever he said something stupid, he missed the beautiful smile which graced her features whenever he cooked her breakfast or took her out shopping. fuck, he missed her so much. 

FEELING ANGER BOIL inside of him, haneul quickly returned his burning gaze to the piano in front of him. he’d been playing the instrument since he was seven years old, it was a gift from his father many years ago and over time it had become one of the many ways for him to get out his sadness. music often conveyed the feelings haneul couldn’t express with words - he’d never been one to enjoy the idea of emotions, usually releasing them through punches, one night stands or music. and while usually he’d have a naked girl squirming in his bed while practically dripping for him, tonight was different for the heartbroken man. how could he be heartbroken when he’d never expressed his feelings to her? well, he supposed he was heartbroken even if she didn’t know how he felt. when had he given his heart to the girl that lived opposite him? it wasn’t allowed, no, he wouldn’t let himself fall for such a girl who he’d ruin. there was few pure things in life and it was best to keep her as pure as possible.

BUT DESPITE THE longing for her, he was still bitter and negative emotions always overruled. the male played the piano, his fingers effortlessly gliding off the keys while his brain decided to unlock the contents of his heart but focused on the pain and the sorrow. his father had taught him how to play and haneul could remember the days where his father’s hands would be held firmly on top of his and he’d guide the younger along the keys and tell him to feel the music. it was the music he felt now, the sounds floating in his ears and scrambling his thoughts. her face flashed across his mind, her pearly white teeth that sparkled whenever she smiled, the way her eyes crinkled up in happiness whenever he did something cute. fuck. slamming down on the keys, haneul glanced in annoyance down at his phone when he saw the screen light up. reaching over, he unlocked it and his frown only deepened as he read the text messages. speak of the devil.

to kelsey: cute. to kelsey: i answered. to kelsey: stay safe. use a condom.

KELSEY FOUND HERSELF sitting there for far too long, staring into nothing but a blur and letting her intoxicated mind wander to a better place beyond her current situation. her friends hadn’t come to look for her because they were most likely too pissed to give a shit. it was rich for them considering her those very same friends were the people steering her away from the very man she was longing to be with. she missed him more than anything and part of her didn’t want to. haneul was bad for her, it was clear as day. it was also clear that she couldn’t stop thinking about him even with god knows how much alcohol interfering with her thought pattern. kelsey was trying to get wasted, to forget about him for just a few hours and realizing that it wasn’t going to work was messing her up. eventually her phone buzzed in her lap, startling her and tearing her from thoughts as she scrambled to unlock her phone and read the messages in their entirety. clouded head registering what haneul had texted back, kelsey scoffed. dick.

to haneul: fuck you

SHE RETURNED TO her friends after deciding she was done moping around. haneul probably had a girl in his bed to occupy his time and the mere thought of such a thing made kelsey want to break down. many had the opinion that little kelsey was naive but she’d never believed them more in that moment, feeling dumb to believe he’d maybe want her. “give me that drink,” she demanded, swiping a full glass from in front of one of her friends and lifting it to her lips, not hesitating before downing the whole thing. the group sitting at the booth yelled words of encouragement as she carelessly slammed the now empty glass back on the table. she was almost tempted to do what haneul himself suggested; grab a guy and get the hell out of there. see how he liked it. as the hours went by though, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. there was no one else she wanted like that and in a way it infuriated her. why him? why the one person thatfucks around and does whatever he wants without consequences?

A COUPLE MORE hours of drinking and overthinking and suddenly kelsey was being helped into a cab, a mumbled address was given to the driver and she was whisked off in the direction of the apartment complex. she’d gotten herself messed up and for a moment as she watched the streets pass in front of her tired eyes, it almost felt good. for a moment she understood why haneul used it has a coping mechanism. kelsey’s destructive thoughts only ended when the driver announced they’d pulled up to the apartment complex. she lazily tossed him a ten dollar bill and slugged out of the cab, the fresh air hitting her face and giving her the energy to drag herself into the building and up the stairs. upon reaching her floor, handbag trailing behind her, kelsey stopped dead and found herself staring at the closed door of haneul’s apartment. the words ‘stay safe. use a condom’ crossed her mind once more and brought back the bitterness with it. how fucking dare he? kelsey took a single deep breath and moved quickly towards his door, giving it a pathetic kick with the tip of her foot, not giving a single fuck about whatever girl he had in there with him. “hope you’re wearing a condom, asshole!”

[ofckelsey]

*:･ﾟ✧  where are you now?

LOUD, OVERWHELMINGLY LOUD music blasted through the low-lit room where kelsey perched on a bar stool, eyes glued to the glass in front of her as she stirred her 3rd cocktail with a straw. her tactic wasn’t working. she was surrounded by her friends, all of them a little out of it. she was too but not enough for her liking. it was supposed to be working, like it always works for him. she was supposed to be forgetting all about him. ever since she’d left haneul’s apartment to return to her own there was something about herself that didn’t feel right. she was running on empty. there was something about that man that kelsey just couldn’t shake from her memory -- whether that be how he treated her to breakfast every morning, listened to her issues, held her during reoccurring nightmares in the dead of night or maybe all of the above, he was truly unforgettable. haneul made her feel every emotion on the spectrum. so where was he now? why hasn’t he texted her back? why did it feel like he suddenly didn’t exist?

“kelsey!” a voice yelled over the music, tearing kelsey from her inner monologue and once again forced her back to reality. her friend sat there with a full glass and a smug grin before sliding it over to her, “drink!” was she that obvious? kelsey almost hesitated, staring down at the dark liquid for a mere few seconds, plucked that stupid lemon slice from the side of the glass and downed the alcohol as fast as her body would let her. she needed to let go for a few hours and she was sure this was the way to do it. 

as the night drew on, more horrid liquid was tossed back, the urge to make bad decisions crept up on kelsey who was now slumped in a booth with her equally as drunk cavalry. the music was beginning to fade into the background, the room was a bit of a blur and when kelsey stood up to slip away, her feet almost failed her. without giving her friends an excuse, she wandered off to a dark and humid corner, taking her phone out from her back pocket and opening her messages to the one name her sober mind would be screaming at her to avoid.

to haneul: why won’t u answer my text messafes??? to haneul: i mjss u... to haneul: pls asnwre me...

[ofckelsey]

rosé being cute for @blackpink 

[ofckelsey]

i really, really want a plot where muse a is a naive, sweet, romantic, whimsical little thing with a whole lot of optimism and sunshine in their veins and muse b is the complete opposite; a total player who has someone new in their bed every weekend and hates responsibilities and just spends a lot of their time fucking around. somehow these two have been friends for a while, despite their differing personalities, and one day muse a ends up having to move out of their apartment due to a fire or an infestation or something and muse b is the one who offers to put them up for the time being. it’s all well and good except muse a has terrible nightmares constantly and one night muse b is sick and tired of it (and deep down a little concerned) so gets into bed with muse a until they stop crying and shaking and fall asleep in muse b’s arms instead. cue awkward muses sleeping in the same bed every night and it actually helping muse a a lot with the nightmares, and lots of cuddling and feelings ensue. muse b, being the player they are, are terrified of the idea of liking someone but muse a is pretty much already head over heels and ANGST !!