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i don't understand youbut i guess you're whiteand i've always been black. ( x )
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His eyebrows raised a bit as he gave the other a quite surprised look in cause of his answer, his own mouth opening and closing a few times as he tried to convince the other of what he had seen. “I— I’m serious. It was an UFO! It wasn’t in the centre of Seoul, more outside you know. Things like these can happen!”
'an ufo.' he repeated the words back at the man, turning his doubtful gaze upwards to search for any sign of extraterrestrial aircraft. 'yeah i don't see anything.. are you alright man?' after a moment sehun moved shoulder to shoulder to the stranger as he reached for his mobile. 'do you need me to call someone for you?'
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( sunxwoot. )
( sms: shao ) aye im up for another round this weekend; whatcha got? ( sms: shao ) technicalities, kid. technicalities.
( sms : sunwoo ) there's this dumbass from my design class that's inviting some people to his new flat to show off so i want to go drink and watch while everyone trashes his place. ( sms : sunwoo ) technicalities have gotten me in and out of a lot of shit in my life man
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Out of all the things to prevent Kohen from working and making money, it would be the flu. The first symptoms of it had hit him on Saturday night, and as usual, instead of taking medication straight away he resorted to drink. Nothing helps a cold like vodka; at least that’s what his grandparents would say. However, by the beginning of the week he was feeling like death. His eyes resembled two black circles; porbably from lack of sleep, he could barely walk without stumbling and of course, his cough could be heard from a mile away. What a way to attract attention, especially from someone he’d been avoiding for the past few days. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk to Sehun, he just knew if the other found out how sick he was then he’d be locked in his home until it had passed, and who knew when that would be? “How could you not tell me?” If ever there was a question he didn’t want to hear. Trying his best to speak; which was proving difficult, he attempted to come up with a good excuse. “Well, you know how I am, I’m busy. Had to visit my parents, didn’t have time to see you, didn’t want you to lock me at home until I got better. That wouldn’t be fun. I’m sorry?”
he had been walking up to the male when he heard the dry cough, instantly spinning the other around to study his face. 'why are you always like this?' sehun let out an exasperated sigh before reaching down into his bag. 'here take this.' he placed the light blue hot pack in the other's hand, shaking his head at his reddening complexion. 'you know it's going to be windy tonight, so stay inside. i know you're busy but try and take some time for your health, yeah?' with a furrowed brow he kicked at the sidewalk, knowing the other would most likely ignore his advice. 'whatever. light up with me before i have to go study?' he turned back to the other as he picked a slim cylinder out of his pocket. 'we never have anytime to see each other anymore huh..'
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By the way, whatever Sukyung told you, there's no truth within her words. She made it all up. I don't snort red velvet powder.
red velvet powder? as in red velvet cupcakes? ( ` the male tilts his head to feign ignorance, grinning at the girl’s almost brazen disposition ) well, son naeun i guess i have to thank you for the compliments. an idol must meet a lot of good looking people, huh? ( ` waving a hand at the girl he picked up his phone ) you know this asshole in my graphics class is in love with you.. can i get a picture so i can rub his face in it?
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2:13 PM FEB.FOUR
( sms: shao ) hEY I AM NOT A LIGHTWEIGHT ( sms: shao ) i was havin' an off night, but next time you'll see ( sms: shao ) or maybe you won't if you get thrown in jail again B)
( sms : sunwoo ) an off night he says... well this weekend i might have a lil' something for you ( sms : sunwoo ) .... i was released AND they didn't charge me with anything hyung..
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#i may have said you have a really handsome face || That was in Naeun's tags for you. Please, I urge you to run away from that woman at all costs. She snorts red velvet baking powder. 'Tis a bad addiction. (/sighs in mock disapproval/) My oh my where are my manners? Welcome to the masque! I'm Sukyung or Suan for short. Nice to meet you!
( ` he covers his laughter with his right hand ) what a pair the two of you are… sukyung, right? you know you look familiar. ( ` leaning in to study the woman’s face more closely he nodded along with his words ) actually i’m quite sure i’ve seen you before.
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( .balletnara )
Becoming lost was a problem Nara was having lately, making the young ballerina nervous every time she had to go somewhere. It had had only been three months since she moved back to Seoul from studying in Italy for four years and Nara never though that she would forget where places were. However, she did and now here she was at night, lost on some street in Hongdae…or was it somewhere else..? "Someone help me…" She pleaded quietly as she looked around, hoping would survive this night.
finally escaping the confines of the office sehun found himself taking the long route back to his flat, listening to a few of his favorites songs as he strolled down the familiar streets. after a few minutes the wind began to hit his side harshly and the male reached into his bag to pull on a dull grey hoodie. a row of faded letters read 'hongik university' and once his body was adorned with the piece he began to jog in the direction of the nearby college. 'is the cafe still open..'
'what ' he heard the woman before he saw her, turning the corner to meet her lost expression with one of concern. 'do you need help?'
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i won’t tease myself with thoughtsof something different of something i cannot have.
you laid out the road you found fitand destroyed all others. ( x )
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my hands are coldbut i'll still intwine yours with my ownbecause you are my sunyou warm me up. ( x )
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For every ∯ I get I will say/confess something without specifying for whom it is meant
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panther /// made in heights
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( .lchse )
After having spent most of his year so far hidden behind his desk at the station, Chase decided that it was time he’d visit some friends. The police officer stepped out of his apartment and straightened out his shirt before he glanced at the direction to Sehun’s place. He planned to visit the younger male unannounced, since they haven’t spoken with one another in a while. In his mind, he thought it would be a nice surprise to see what he had been up to while Chase was busy. As he continued towards the other’s house, the male skipped a step in excitement and hurried his way towards the building. Once he reached the front door, he balled his hand into a fist and knocked. Each knock got a little harsher each time until it became a series of rapid pounding against the door. “Open up, this is the police.”
he swung the door open unceremoniously, warning the uninvited company with a flat voice. 'who the fuck oh.' with a glance at the male he turned back inside his flat and jogged back to his bathroom to finish brushing his teeth. 'you don't show up unannounced' the male scolded as he walked back to into the room with a face clear of minty foam, shifting the position of his bangs before grabbing a leather jacket that laid slung across a leather recliner. 'i was just getting ready to leave, so it looks like you are coming with me' after pulling the seemingly dazed man from his stance they were out the door after a quick second. the loud click of a locked door rang out as he turned to his companion again. 'it's gunna be one hell of a night!'
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[text] I feel like you’re pretending I didn’t bail you out of jail last night for trying to staple a cushion to the top of their car so you had a “comfy place to sit”
( sms: sunwoo ) in my defense after that last round of shots i was pretty much gone.
( sms: sunwoo ) and i like how you’re pretending you didn’t double over after that bottle of rum. next time tell me you’re a lightweight and i’ll go easy on you ㅋㅋㅋ
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