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hi guyth. i will return active tomorrow, i’ve been lacking in sleep ever since my dad made me stay up with him to try and buy that iphone lmfaooooo bitch that shit was tiring. that coupled with the fuck up tumblr had the other day, blegh. anyways, i apologize for not getting to drafts quicker. i’ll reply to ims right now. i’m better at responding on discord if u want it. ♥♥♥

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             ———   「 ✿ 」   night has draped over seoul and while ( she believes ) the rest of the world sleeps, the sandman avoids her. it’s nothing out of the ordinary, but jihye wished to end their ongoing game of hide and seek so she can join the rest of civilization in slumber’s comfort. she’s not that lucky, though, which explains why she’s now covered in splattered paint with headphones downing out the deafening silence. another stroke is planned, her arm stretching out to make contact with her canvas before the sound of a familiar ringtone replaces the gentle piano melody. the unexpected noise jars her and leaves its mark on the artwork displayed in front of her with an unpleasant ( ? ) heavy-handed line. ❝ puddin’, ❞ answers the teacher, almost breathless. you scared me; her last words are swallowed into a thought as he begins to explain the reason for his call — which earns a muffled chuckle in response. ❝ don’t worry, my dear, i know just the thing ! do you happen to have any creamy peanut butter or cooking oil, like sesame seed or vegetable oil ? you’re gonna need to put that over the gum, let it sit a bit, then just rinse it out. ❞ jihye releases the paint tools in her grip, already beginning to shrug off her smock before she finishes, ❝ are you gonna need—or want—some help ? i couldn’t seem to sleep anyway. ❞

         the object making contact with her already poor spine has a whoosh of air escaping her brims, lungs being DEFLATED as she does her best to ignore the sharp sting in her back. there was no being in this entire world so cruel as to do this, his voice can only confirm her suspicions before she’s whipping around at the speed of light to confront him.  ❛  — hello, rat, i see you’ve crawled from the sewers. how does sunlight feel ?  ❜  there’s no use in hiding the smile overpowering her already w e a k resolve against him, apparent in the way she leans over the small space between them to kiss his cheek affectionately.  ❛  don’t sound so surprised, darling !i’m pretty sure that’s why you’re so in love with me. god don’t like liars.  ❜  a brazen smile is shining, eyes taking him in before landing on the box set upon the ground.  ❛  the fuck’s in there jinnie ? it seemed pretty heavy since, y'know, you decided to shove that into my spine. i’ve got scoliosis you bitch, i hope you’ve got lawyers prepared. i’ll be taking you for everything you’reworth.  ❜  the air of her voice is one so often used whilst in the company of jinyoung, as if there’s a inside joke always on the verge of being created ( and there usually was ) ; long legs carry her around the package to stand adjacent with him, hip bumping into his playfully.  ❛  where were you heading ? PLEASE let me come with you, i’ve not had fresh air for years — the dungeon is my new home. buy me food before i faint right in your arms, right here, in the middle of the street.  ❜

          Of course it was a little annoying that she got interrupted but when it came down to it, it was good that he did because other was she probably would have gotten tired looking down like that at the book and her neck would be sore “ Ah no it’s fine..I needed a break anyway “ she replied not wanting him to feel bad for seeking help, she know she did but she didn’t want other people to feel like that “ Ahh well if you don’t have olive oil, creamy style peanut butter works as well but what you’re supposed to do is to rub the oil or peanut butter all over the gum and wait a bit and then pull it out “

   ⊰ ❀ ⊱   —   jaeun straightens her backpack up and flickers gaze to the other,  concern written on feature.  girl of warmth and sunshine filled with nothing but worry for the other for this way a natural reaction for jaeun.  always more worried about other’s even strangers.  today obviously being no different as hands lift to brush hair back into place,  blowing air out of puffed cheeks.   ❛ oh… ❜   jaeun hums in response,  looking down to her toes for moment.  a few seconds later,  gaze reconnects with the other.  a big smile starting to overtake her expression of previous worry and concern,  taking a half step forward,   ❛ well,  i’m sorry for that too…  my name is jaeun by the way.  erm,  i missed the bus so i can spare an hour if you want to make up for lossed time…  i know it’s probably a weird offer but someone to hangout with isn’t too bad and that way your outfit doesn’t go to waste!! ❜

        SHE HAD BEEN APPROACHED to receive a number of weird questions, or requests, and they always left the singer-songwriter baffled no matter how many times she encountered them. her days were usually spent in solitude whilst working, if she wasn’t playing a show or meeting for some gig — and she hadn’t really had any plans of anything but exactly that today as well. when the man stopped her to ask about g u m in his hair ( and she had to give it to him, it was a FIRST ), she had to stop to realize that she had, indeed, heard it right. «bubblegum ?» she asked, but her voice was light without any hint ofjudgement present. «i’d try something like oil, or butter. something greasy ?»

   Minsoon’s range of knowledge tended toward some bizarrely specific topics–most often topics that would be considered useless toward the every day person. For whatever reason, topics such as these would more often than not stick in the easily distracted mind of the artist. Although knowing what sort of thing adheres to a surface, or acts as a solvent, or what have you, wasn’t necessarily useless. it was certainly something that would come off as unexpected to strangers that he’d know such a thing, given how he didn’t really resemble the more motherly types that would carry such knowledge.

Minsoon knew exactly what the solvent was for a sticky substance like this, but he was nonetheless surprised by the massive lump of sugary candy on this guy’s head. “Jesus, no kidding. How did this even happen?” Minsoon asked, peeping back  at the candy.

  jinyoung isn’t one to judge a book by its cover ---- after all that had happened to him one too many times, and he found it more than bothersome. however, the person who had approached to help him, didn’t happen to be someone he quite pegged as the helpful or motherly type. despite the thoughts, he’s desperate for whatever help he can attain regardless, frustrated with all of his own attempts. anyone willing to help was safe in his book. 

        ☀;; ——— why was jinyoung so predictable sometimes? yoonsik could not figure it out, but he was more than willing to help him with the situation at hand. perhaps he felt like jinyoung deserved to at least walk around with gum hair for a little while as a bit of a punishment, the male looked so desperate that yoonsik knew he had to help him. he would not admit it, but he did feel kind of BAD for him. how often do you fall asleep and wake up to GUM IN YOUR HAIR? “maybe we should just cut it all off,” he teases, his fingers digging into his scalp to search for every last piece of the gum. yeah, he had sticky, chewed gum all over his FINGERS but, honestly, yoonsik felt like he had both seen AND touched worse. he worked at a doctor’s office, after all, and one that frequented kids. he had his fair share of dirty hands after cleaning up throw up and evenused diapers once out of the bathroom because the other nurses did not want to have to touch it or smell it. getting wet gum out of jinyoung’s hair? child’s play. “i think you would look pretty good with shaved hair, wouldn’t you?” he soon added, a small smirk filling his lips.

     Dahee was sitting with a book in her hand enjoying the silence  as she devoured every word that had been printed out in the book. She liked moment like these, she liked getting lost in the world that the book brought because it was so far from reality even when it had it similarities to it. Books had always been Dahee’s escape, it was one of the things that made her feel better but it didn’t often work. Books had its magic and Dahee always wanted to get close to that magic. Being drawn away from the world of books she looked up at the male speaking to her and she instantly noticed his situation “ Oh… hmm do you have olive oil ? “ she asked.  

well guyth, i’m exhausted and thus, am going mobile for the night. HOWEVER, i will be back tomorrow. ill be replying to tumblr ims on my phone still. i’m a lot better about replies on discord though? if you wanna hmu that way it’s