immortalitas

   jaeun felt cheeks get  hot  at cami’s words,  waving her hands wildly as a soft whine fell from lips.   ❛ yah!!  why do you do this to me,  i’m a  good  person. ❜   she pouts softly but really,  that sounded just as  appetizing  as the cake she made,  not that she would say that to cami.  laughter bubbles up within the female as she shook her head,  moving to sit beside cami.   ❛ want me to feed you,  baby?  i’ll feed you. ❜

☼･｡*･✿ @caackles.

   jaeun giggles as she reaches for cami’s hands,  guiding her towards the table all neatly set up.   ❛ happy birthday!!  i wanted to do something  special  for you so i’ve cooked you dinner,  made a cake and got you something special. ❜   she says as hands release cami’s,  jaeun quick to move to pull out the woman’s chair.

     THAT’S THE THING HE LIKES about this kid. they’re both so similar —– one moment, he can be having this disgustingly embarrassing cry-fest, && the next they’ll be making plans to hit up a bar together. it’s all that bottling up, he tells ya. they both know it too well, && so it’s easy for them to pretend whatever just happened didn’t occur at all. he finds himself being like how he was before with chester ; is it, then, a testament as to his actual persona? surely, fala kept him subdued, but perhaps the distinct lack of braggadocio truly indicative of robbie’s most natural self. he blanches at the mention of cocain —– ONCE at the age of fourteen was good enough for him —– but allows an easy smile to tentatively stretch across his lips. 

     “ good. i was thinkin’ you did, ’ he chuckles. there’s no better way to get back into the game than getting drunk, after all. there’s a high chance that he’ll end up doing something that he’ll regret, but that’s the story of his life, anyways. he’ll deal with it once it reaches lin’s far-reaching ears. ‘ lead the way. ’

He already has plans to get completely wasted, a different group of people but new faces that don’t know who Robbie is or what he’s running from will be good for him in Chester’s mind. That’s why he packed up his shit in the first place and moved to Korea. Fresh slate, no one was checking for him and his past. Clapping his hand on Robbie’s shoulder, he nods. They’re slipping back into the usual masks, something Chester is incredibly grateful for. He can’t do the whole emotionally raw and ripe style -- it makes his skin crawl and his chest hurt.