#admelira

[nouvelis]

😍 😒 🥱 ( seoyun )

TEXT MEMES / accepting

😍 : a loving text

[ text: ] thank you for making me the happiest person alive

[ text: ] i didn’t think i could feel this way again

[ text: ] it was different without you

[ text: ] don’t ever leave again, okay?

😒 : an unamused text

[ text: ] i thought you said that hoodie’s mine 

[ text: ] i don’t appreciate you stealing back stolen property 🔫

[ text: ] i thought you’re a man of your word!!! YOU TRAITOR!!!!

[ text: ] guess i don’t know you at all, kim yunho 😠

😒 : an unamused text 2.0

[ text: ] i cannot believe you followed kyungsoo’s fashion advice

[ text: ] stop this!! right now!!!!

[ text: ] i have suffered enough 😞😞😞

🥱 : a sleepy text

[ text: ] yeah it’s late here but i still want to hear your voice

[ text: ] a five minutes call before you go to work? please 🥺🥺🥺????

[tiredtangerines]

@admelira​

“you had fried chicken without me?” junso shakes his head in pure disbelief... this is unforgivable. “wow — do you know what loyalty means?”

[svcreds]

          ↬  @admelira​  ♡

     “  how close are you with my brother ?  ”

[ofdamnation]

          ‘  well  ,  firstly  we’d  both  like  to  thank  you  for  coming  ,  ’   she  holds  onto  the  male  tightly  with  one  hand  ,  raising  her  champagne  glass  to  toast  her  speech  in  the  other  .  there’s  people  all  around  them  at  yet  another  gala  hosted  by  her  family  and  taehyun  and  her  have  to  keep  up  appearances  .  ‘  my  boyfriend  here  and  i  ,  we  just  wanted  to  wish  you  all  a  wonderful  night  .  seems  i  am  the  host  now  that  my  father  has  been  called  away  .  ’   she  smiles  as  everyone  begins  laughing  ,  speaking  to  the  other  through  gritted  teeth  so  no  one  can  hear  .   ‘  say  something  ,  stop  being  in  a  mood  .  ’     //     closed  starter  for  @admelira​!

[oncebattled]

                                  so many beautiful views stretched out across the camping grounds, both object wise and people wise. haeun moved between the different groups set up with a smile on her face and a drink in hand. things were going to get wild and while most of them didn't know each other it wouldn't really matter. her own group had started mingling and losing clothes already. see? wild. laughing to herself, haeun stopped at a tent, flap swishing in the wind. ' you know, it's more fun out here than it is in there. ' she hadn't seen anyone INSIDE their tent in awhile. ' i'm thinking about going skinny dipping, you should come with me. ' what better way to bond than to shred clothes and feel the breezes?

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[nouvelis]

admelira​:

“i’m surprised that you are, and wouldn’t have blamed you if never wanted to see me again, given our last … conversation.” conversation. he winces at his poor choice of word. that day is clear as crystal in his memory, and it was anything but a conversation. rather, a scenario that yunho worked on for weeks, and could not stick to faced with the woman he loved. scenario that resulted in more pain than he could have ever anticipated, foolishly underestimating seoah’s will to save him, and their relationship. “i  —  ” i’m sorry is on the tip of his tongue, yet stuck in his throat. is a simple sorry enough? is anything enough to make up for BREAKING them both? no matter the time that passes, nothing will ever erase her tear-stained face, and pleas not to do this to them, from his memory. nor, the reminders of the devastation he caused in his former loved, even after he’d walked out of her life  —  a voicemail, on his birthday. long pauses between words, in an attempt to keep the pain from bleeding in her voice, but he knew the other too well not to notice the depth of her sadness. he remembers playing it over and over until his phone died, and crying more than he ever did before from sheer hopelessness. “i’m sorry. for everything.” cracking voice can barely be heard over the bustle of the café, and misty eyes remain fixed on a point above her shoulder. “thank you for allowing me to be in your presence.” however long it’ll be. “if i were to take a wild guess, i’d say three years.” a small laugh escapes him, but it’s hollow. the elephant in the room suffocates him, but he hasn’t quite gathered enough courage to fully address it.

“i’ve always been your biggest fan.” from the very first time hearing her sing, to reading over lyrics she was willing to share with him, yunho has always been blown away by the other’s talent. her voice touching his heart in a manner no other voice ever had, and lyrics dripping with so much genuineness that he felt them deep in his bones. this album was no exception, and unsurprisingly the rawness with which she laid her heart bare in the songs impacted him more than any other songs written, before the break up. he would lie if he said listening through all the tracks was a walk in the park. it wasn’t. the emotions tangible as she sang her heart out, and yunho had no other choice but to fully take in the painful reality he forced seoah in. “it hasn’t changed.” it never would. no matter their future together, be it as friends or strangers, yunho’s support would never waver, nor would his love for her music. “you earned the right to be a little melodramatic, i would say.” he’s quick to add, “not that i think your songs are ! they are … sincere.” he’s never been the best with words. clearly. 

“thank you. it means a lot that you think so.” a little spark, in walking into a dance studio after two years of avoiding any reminder of what truly made him feel alive, was all it took to reignite yunho’s all consuming love for his art. he’d sat for hours on the wooden floor, smiling so wide his cheeks ached, and memories of performances flooded his brain. it became part of his weekly routine, a visit to the dance studio doing nothing but reminisce, until the scratch to dance became impossible to ignore. terrified, he took the plunge and hasn’t stopped dancing since. he’s nowhere the dancer he used to be, but it doesn’t matter. “it was already there, i didn’t do much.” his own ordeal has made him fully realise how tough it must have been for her, to get back on her feet then. even more so, with the constant pressure they were under as trainees. she didn’t have the luxury of solely focusing on her recovery, like he did. as if he couldn’t admire her strength more. “i think … when you love something, sincerely, it never goes away. not even when life shatters it, and putting the pieces back together seems hopeless.” there’s more to his comment than talking about lost passion, and as he looks right at seoah he hopes she gets what he’s trying to tell her. “the kids made me realise it’s what i was meant to do, all along.” as much as he loved performing and sharing his art with a large crowd, teaching was more fulfilling to him. “would you … you could come and visit me at the studio, one of these days.” is he getting ahead of himself? does she even wanna see him again, after today? “if you want, and have the time to.” i’m proud of you. he sucks in a deep breath, and pushes down the treacherous tears welling up in his eyes. he can’t describe how good it feels to hear those words from her, and how long been wanting to hear them. coming from her, they mean everything to him. all he can say in response is, “i’m proud of you, too.”

some aches are too deep to be forgotten, yet they have never turned malignant in the years preceding their reunion. her teeth sink on her lip, her gaze falters before it descends to her palms. it would be a lie to say she wasn’t torn by it, but it’s all in the past now. the pause is long, perhaps too long for such a guilt-stricken man. “i could never hate you — you know that.” even when he broke all their promises when he decided to walk away — you’ll never lose me — even then, she could never convince herself that he deserved rage, bitterness or revenge. however cruel the method chosen, it didn’t negate the fact that he acted out of love. it would have been easier to resort to loathing if she’d known him less but she knew him, she thinks she knows him still. tears fall from the apology, ones she wipes away hastily with the back of her hand. “it’s okay.” she shrugs and cracks a smile instead, not wanting to deepen the guilt that must have weighed him down. “you know, i won my first award over our breakup song — maybe i should thank you for it.” another deep breath before her voice becomes serious again. “i thought... i thought i’d never see you again.” not with how final everything felt the day he decided not to be part of her life anymore, how adamant he’s been in keeping his distance. “i’m glad i’m proven wrong.”

“stop.” she groans but her voice is endeared as she is overcome with tears again — she’s always had a hard time levelling her emotions, always the one to feel too much and too deeply but he already knows it. this is why it’s never been easy getting over him. they weren’t only lovers, they were best friends and each other’s greatest supporter before romance got in the way and complicated everything. she cannot count the times she reached for her phone with the thought of calling him about a latest idea, only to remember that she couldn’t do it anymore. she has always wondered if he heard her songs on the radio and thought of her too, just like she did when she scribbled them down. she buries her face in her palms to hide and calm herself but it might be too late. she is already a mess but his comments are what bring her hands away as a doting chuckle takes over. “you’re silly.” she says fondly like she used to. “melodramatic or not, i’m glad you like them. means a lot.” it couldn’t have been painless to go through her songs given their history — but she’s trying not to think about that and what it entails, or else she might combust and flee. 

“you did a lot — more than you’ll ever know.” she did not have a proper chance to process what happened before she was thrust back into the cutthroat world of trainees again. she can’t imagine surviving it without him by her side, whispering to her tender things that she couldn’t say to herself. the connotations behind his remark do not escape her — she hopes she’s not reading too much between the lines. “yeah, absolutely.” she nods, more timid than before as her cheeks grow warm. “i’m glad you found it again.” some things just don’t go away, like the undeniable spark between them, the way her heart still flutters in his presence but she’s not ready to admit it yet. “i’d love that.” there’s nothing she adores more than watching people do what they love, the way their eyes illumine like stars and their voices flow honey-sweet and he’s always been the most beautiful dancer she knows. “thank you.” she’s often wondered whether he’s rooting for her still, whether she’s living up to what they envisaged. “i couldn’t have done it without you.” the same thought she’s had time and time again at every award show, amidst every round of drowning applause and now she finally gets to tell him.

[nouvelis]

🤪 😠 🤫 ( ks & eden )

TEXT MEMES / accepting

🤪 : a goofy text

[ text: ] it’s true, you got drunk and sang the three bears song on the countertop

[ text: ] and then you threw up on soyeon

[ text: ] like an idiot but the cutest idiot so it’s okay

[ text: ] well not the vomiting part

[ text: ] was that intentional? what a petty baby

😠 : an angry text

[ text: ] stop throwing away my best shirts, fucker

[ text: ] i’m an independent man i listen to no one!!!!!!!!

[ text: ] don’t you have better things to do other than tossing perfectly fine clothes 

🤫 : a secretive text

[ text: ] why are u taking so long??? i’m not gonna kidnap ur annoying ass 

[ text: ] it’s called a surprise for a reason, dummie

[ text: ] come down already, you coward

[ text: ] the mosquitos are feasting on your boyfriend, i hope you’re happy

[nouvelis]

😃 🤓 🤔 ( yunjun )

TEXT MEMES / accepting

😃 : a happy text

[ text: ] !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ text: ] so it’s a yes?????

[ text: ] you’re saying you can go on that trip with me????????

[ text: ] i’m buying the tickets RIGHT THIS SECOND!!!!!!!!!

[ text: ] IT’S GONNA BE THE BEST TRIP EVER !!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳

😃 : a happy text 2.0

[ text: ] HYUNG DID YOU SEE MY SONG IS CHARTING

[ text: ] DID YOU

[ text: ] !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ text: ] *attaches screenshot*

[ text: ] NOW SING ME PRAISES I’M READY 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

🤓 : a nerdy text

[ text: ] what do you mean three days is too long to spend on a theme park???

[ text: ] it’s a perfectly normal amount of time, i’d know since i’m the king of itineraries 

[ text: ] and it’S NOT JUST ANY THEME PARK OKAY IT’S HARRY POTTER!!!!!

[ text: ] if u don’t come with me, i’m calling the other hyungs

[ text: ] 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

🤔 : a pensive text

[ text: ] love is a thing for fools!!!!!

[ text: ] goodbye i’m exiting this conversation RIGHT NOW

[ text: ] NO I DON’T CARE YOU’VE MET THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE GO BRAG SOMEWHERE ELSE 🤮

[tiredtangerines]

@admelira​

“hey! you look like someone i know.” jun rubs his eyes with his empty hand, but it does nothing to clear his blurred vision. the cheery tunes infuse the night’s air — this was his favourite place to be as a kid and he has made a habit of coming here even when he is alone. he is more than used to it when the adults in his life were always busy, still are. knowing how to entertain oneself is one of the surest paths to happiness. “why are you staring? do you want some ice cream too?”

[svcreds]

          ↬  @admelira​  ♡

     “  WHY are you talking to my brother so much ? i know it’s not because he has anything interesting to say.  ”

[tiredtangerines]

@admelira​

yunho didn’t see it, did he? god, junso surely hopes so but something about the way yunho is studying him tells him that his wishful thinking is all in vain. his heartbeat quickens as if he’s a teen caught watching something improper by a hovering parent. ridiculous — this is ridiculous and definitely not happening at all. “wow, what a good movie.” it is a shame that the credits have already finished rolling, leaving them in daunting silence and an incoming flow questions. with his phone shoved aside and his best attempt in nonchalance, he proceeds to opening the box of fried chicken just delivered to the doorstep. “smells great — let’s dig in.” he takes a huge bite, hoping food will serve well as his escape plan from the inevitable. “hmm, tastes heavenly.”

[nouvelis]

😔 🤥 🥴 ( junkai )

TEXT MEMES / accepting

😔 : a sad text

[ text: ] i think we should stop seeing each other

[ text: ] whatever you call it

[ text: ] you’re happier with him, aren’t you?

🤥 : a lying text

[ text: ] i said what????? 

[ text: ] nah you must be dreaming 

[ text: ] did you hurt your head? are you okay? 😔

🥴 : a drunk text

[ text: ] oksay maybe you're the cutest in the wlord

[ text: ] i'm a cplose secuond though

[ text: ] thuh? i dotn' nkow where i am

[ text: ] it smells nicpe here thwough, like cotootncandy

[ text: ] i'm sweetre thoughh, aren't i

[ text: ] just svay yes you coward!!! 🔫

[tiredtangerines]

you look like someone i know. a pick-up line that he hears nearly every night that he works here, from lonely souls that want to go home leaning against someone warm — except this time there might be some truth to it. this striking stranger does resemble someone from his past, a connection that was lost too soon. then again, what are the chances for their paths to cross again after so many years? “you look like someone i know too.” he chuckles, before shaking his head. “i’m afraid this will be your last shot, mister.” he places the drink on the coaster with great reluctance, studying the man now gazing up at him a little too adorably. his heart shouldn’t be this fond. “don’t want to have to carry you home.” 

@admelira​

[tiredtangerines]

@admelira​

“sorry.” junso whispers an apology in the quietness of the studio — hoping the gesture would go unnoticed, he only wanted to put the jacket on kai, not wake him up from what seems like a much-needed nap. he can still remember it clearly, how draining the schedules of an idol can be. “wouldn’t want you to catch a cold.”

[tiredtangerines]

@admelira​

“would you have reached out if the trip had never happened?” she asks softly in the dark. maybe he is already asleep — maybe it is better that way. what’s the point in ruminating about the what-ifs now that they have a new beginning ready to be rewritten? “... were you ever going to?” she feels like burying herself beneath the blankets, but there are things that need to be talked about before she can be convinced by this fairytale ending, one that feels too good to be true. this feels like sleep-walking, like she will fall from the clouds any second, like she will wake up anytime and find everything out of grasp. “it’s okay — you can tell me the truth.”

[svcreds]

@admelira​ ♡

      “  ——  what the hell are you doing ?  ”