Fools

@chemicvlx ❤‘d !!

     “just hit me in the head with a frying pan. it’ll be less painful than this migraine, trust me.” the ache has yet to dissipate, and jun’s already taken a handful of aspirin. at this point he’s wondering where he could get morphine, the pain is that bad.

             Minhyuk nods his head, because Minah is excited indeed which he can totally understand. She has been cooped up inside for a while now because she was sick, so the idea of doing something fun excites her for sure. “Great,” he smiles, genuinely happy that Jiyoung will be joining them.

here’s a starter for the lovely @chemicvlx.

             “She has been asking me to bring her to the playground ever since the first day she got sick and now that she’s better, I plan on taking her there and maybe head to the shopping mall as well, get her something new maybe.” He explains Jiyoung with a smile, glad to see his daughter running around the small apartment happily again. “Do you think you can join us?” He hopes she can, because he likes to haver her with him and so does Minah.

“Was that so hard?” Hanhae questioned. He was sure it was, if he was being followed by someone equally as creepy he would probably not feel the best. But he digressed. “My approach isn’t the best I was raised in Russia, not the most subtle of people.” He offered with a snort. Honestly that wasn’t it but it was a good excuse. Hanhae let go of her and stepped back far enough so she didn’t waste her energy trying to attack him, it was a waste of time. “So what are you running from? I couldn’t see anyone else when I saw you.” Maybe the person was still coming. Hanhae turned back into the direction he’d followed the woman. “Who is it?”

—        “who made up these rules ? ” the sound of miyoung’s high pitched voice immediately interjected towards the end of other female’s sentence. for once in her life, it was easier to be herself, rather than attempting to remain poised and polite for other.  “I don’t think I’m a fan of them at all, but I guess I can make an exception when you’re the one doing it. just… no poking ! or else…” a manicured hand pressed against the surface of sanghee’s cheek, gently pinching at the tender skin enough to annoy her, yet relaxed enough to not do any real harm. “there will be more of these where that came from.” 

                “hey ! ” the male tried to feign an expression of offence upon the mention of the donut-eating contest the three had around a few weeks prior. “I thought we made a promise to never bring that up again. the aftermath of everything… wasn’t pretty.” just thinking about it was enough to make sungjae cringe for a moment, until he was pulled downward beneath the petite female’s hold. “excuse me, but do you know how many people would love to have these two giant pains of asses around them ? you should be flattered, small bean.”

min raised a brow when she asked if he was going to tell anyone. crossing his arms over his chest he looked at her calmly. he really had no reason to tell anyone there’s wasn’t much to gain from it, but perhaps he could mess with the female a bit. it was like she was two different people between he two different lifestyles. moving his hands from his chest and slipping them into his pockets he paced a bit and looked back to her as she said that her committee couldn’t hear anything about it that she may be in trouble she shrugged. “well if I don’t tell what exactly will I get out of this once in a life time opportunity chance?” he asked more so teasing a small smirk creeping on his lips. 

ROMY: i knowwww but i need you :/ :( ROMY: you know how i get when i’m tipsy ROMY: it’s very urgent, like my jeans are uncomfortable urgent!!!

OPEN STARTER. wanted: f/m/nb. s/o, fwb or accidental snap. 

ROMY: tell me why i’ve been at this bar for like an hour ROMY: and the whole time i’ve just wanted to fuck you :( ROMY: can’t you come meet me in a bathroom or something??

she nodded listening to the other speak as she poured her a cup of coffee. “my pleasure.” she said placing down the mug next to her plate then bringing the tiny cup of sugar and creamer to make it to her liking. woori was use to waking up extremely early for work but today was her day off. “i did–i did.” she said taking a seat with her bowl of fruit since she had already ate her pancake. “i woke up so early today yet i don’t work until tomorrow.” she said laughing lightly still very tired. “what are you doing today sanghee?” she asked curiously before sipping her coffee. she didn’t want to ask too many questions since it was just morning–she too was tired.

open to f/ m / nb connection: housemate, love interest, x y z   plot: terrace house au – 3 boys & 3 girls on a reality show  

silence fills the luxurious house as all the housemates were fast asleep except for her. pulling the apron over her head, somi began to prep and cook breakfast for her housemates. a few of them worked early so she thought that it’d be nice to have made something for them. her face lit up seeing someone sit down on the bar stool watching her cook. “morning.” she greeted softly grabbing a mug for the other. “coffee? tea?” she asked as she turned her attention to the pancakes “did you sleep well?” she asked plating the cooked food and placing fruits on the plate. “hope this is okay,“ she said placing the plate of food in front of the other. she walked over and placed the rest of the food onto a plate for the rest of the housemates to have when they were to wake up. 

the first moment always has the loudest silence. the kind that leaves you thinking to yourself about what was happening. no words are spoken but the intensity of feelings in that moment spoke enough. nathan grew up on a farm and saw the same things over and over but never questioned anything. he supposed that this was how life was meant to be, how it played out. the best thing to happen to him was leaving his small hometown to seek after a career bigger than anything he had experienced. however, the eerie, distant feeling he had when he saw the ghost of his room that seemed to only have the bare essentials was the first step into his new experience.

computer engineering was as difficult as he had initially believed and he can recall the countless nights he spends grinding his nose in a book to understand his course work. that’s when he felt that same odd feeling in his gut. the feeling of routine and ordinary life. he figured that this emotion came in cycles like everything did but often questioned if he was truly living his life to the fullest. it was a typical morning for him: coffee, a jog, and a trip to the bakery but today was different.

anyone who has fallen in love can remember the exact moment when it happened and he knew that this was that moment. everything seemed to be moving slower as if his brain was trying to capture every detail of this memory like it knew that this was something that needed to be remembered. he had never seen someone like them. he had recognized them because he had seen them around but knew nothing about them. the delivery boy knew that there was something about them but he couldn’t place what it was. he was far too focused on the tightness of his stomach and sudden awareness of his own heartbeat.

yuna could remember that night so clearly. it was like a movie playing over and over in emotionless yuna’s mind. it was some formal that her roommate in college at forced her to go to and while yuna pretended like she didn’t care, she actually did. she spent longer making sure her appearance was perfect from her long wavy fairy like hair to the intricate details of her gown. she was even excited when they took photos of her looking so beautiful. yuna could recall the twisted feeling of her stomach as she walked into the room alone but despite feeling beautiful, she seemed to blend into the background.

the girl spent most of the evening staring at the aquarium in the hall with the music playing in the distance. it was during one perfect song that she met eyes with him from the other side of the water. two perfect orbs staring back and acknowledging her, silently admiring her beauty. it seemed like things were moving in slow motion as he came around the aquarium to speak to her. ‘pretty girl shouldn’t be by herself. perhaps if you don’t mind, would you like to dance?’ those were the beginning of that magical night where she was swept off of her feet. there was dancing, driving to the beach and long, thoughtful talks for the rest of the evening.

plot: based on this