Hanaemi

  Hyemin’s laughter caused her to blush a little out of embarrassment for over thinking. “Hmmm, I don’t know,” she defended. “I always thought you expressed your inner thoughts or secrets through the arts and so… that’s what I thought.” She chewed on her bottom lip for a bit. “But I guess I was wrong and way off. You must have done a spectacular job if your parents don’t want you making any more self portraits at all. It makes me curious of how it’d look like.”” She gave out a chuckle. She didn’t expect this but it made Hyemin very interesting and unique to her. She was relieved that the girl only had a fascination with gore and wasn’t carrying any dark thoughts about killing herself. That’s why the reaper asked about it in the first place. She had to or else, she wouldn’t forgive herself if she didn’t notice any early signs.”If I ever do, you will be one of the first people I will tell to.” She smiled at Hyemin. ” Ah I see. I would like to go to your gallery whenever you open one up.” She looked around at their surroundings before asking. “Are we almost near the underground?”

“It would be a little sad to waste my talent expressing my inner thoughts. I’m the kind of person who says everything she thinks and don’t really have any secrets, although sometimes I believe I am the only one existing.” At the mention of a spectacular job she smiled and nodded slowly in thought. “I guess so, I could show you another time.” A wide grin adorned her lips as they kept on walking, replying with a single nod and a content smile when she heard she would be the first to know. “Almost.” She said quickly before turning around the corner, walking on for a short while in silence before entering the underground.  

{ hyemin & chorong

"You are not alone princess, I would prefer not to get these questions sometimes. And pardon me f my answers have caused you discomfort. It has not been my intention."

"I'll just act like I didn't hear a thing." She suggested, a soft chuckle leaving her lips. 

Lately a lot of stress had been eating away at him, causing him to feel very unhappy, so he anxiously rummaged around through a few of the boxes he still had lying around from when he was unpacking in search of something that he hoped would relieve him. An unopened pack of cigarettes and a lighter was at the bottom of one of the boxes but he didn’t remember which one. Shortly afterwards, he found the items then quickly made his way outside and to the back of the complex to chain smoke for a few minutes. The cigarettes had given him the desired effect of decreasing his stress level and so he shoved the pack and lighter into his back pocket before slowly making his way back up to his apartment. He was confused and slightly nervous to see another person inside his home upon entering it but once he realized it was one of his friends, more accurately one of his best friends, those feelings went away and he took the mixtape and held it with both of his hands and examined the wrapping paper closely before thanking her. He smiled just as warmly in return then tilted his head to the side a little as he glanced around at all the other things she’d brought with her. “How the hell did you even get in? And what’s all of that?”

“Through the door, of course.” Hyemin rolled her shoulders into a lazy shrug, looking at all the other stuff placed on the counter. It wasn't a big deal for her, and she felt a little sorry this was all she could come up with but at least she visited him what she assumed was the right thing to do. She lacked any creativity when it was about surprising others and giving them presents, but guessing she was going to make him a pizza herself because she felt like he decided one day off from their bet was something generous already. “I bought you a pack of cigarettes, and stuff to make pizza with. But I can smell you already have the first yourself, so I guess it’s not much of a big deal one cigarette is missing already.” A wide grin appeared on the young woman’s lips, before she pressed them into a soft kiss on his cheek, smiling a little afterwards. “Feel better soon, oppa. Or I’ll break into your house more often.” 

  You and I, we are odd and amusing. Fitting when you look at the circumstances. I bet that some would even consider out friendship odd to be honest, thinking about our odd reunion in that park that night. 

It's also save to say I'm the oddest and most amusing one, old man. But yeah, I agree. You're actually one of the very little reasons why I came back after spending a month abroad.

  [Text to; Printsyessa] I'm on my way, hurrying as much as I can. And I'm glad I can make you smile. Tis one of the most enjoyable things in life after all. [Text to; Printsyessa]Never going to shut up, sorry.

[Text] Good, good. I already told you that I've moved to the garden-house, haven't I? Well, it's actually pretty large and blue but I'll just pick you up at the gate. [Text] You should really reconsider shutting the fuck up.

  [Text to; Printsyessa] This is a good thing then? Well Printsyessa, I can easily call you my favorite as well. You always manage to make me smile and laugh no matter what. [Text to; Printsyessa] I will bring that movie then, and soup, and chocolate milk. Anything else? Want to be sure before I leave. [Text to; Printsyessa]In the rain, as your single pieces of clothing it is. no matter if it's in your garden or not. People saw you, dear god.

[Text] Of course it is a good thing. God I love you, reading messages like this really makes me all happy. [Text] Nothing else but your smile! Just get over here already. [Text] Shut. Up.