underthesea

It’s depressing seeing how many people give up on their dreams at a young age because they’re told to “be realistic”.

Anonymously tell me what you think of me.

“Just a little bit,” Sehun replied with a chuckle, the flirting coming easy to him. Practice made perfect, after all. He honestly hadn’t even known what a dog was until he’d come on land for the first time, strange but happy four legged creatures with fur all over. “Mm, crazy,” Sehun said, nodding his agreement without any real conviction. The merboy barely stifled a laugh at the irony of the statement; in fact, Sehun was the one who had showed up at Renier’s door like a stray, and the other had become the hand that fed him. “I wouldn’t call him a stray… He’s less of a dog, more of a… wolf that I spend time with now and then.” 

"A wolf? And it didn't want to tear you to shreds?" His eyes widen, and he wonders to himself how the other would be able to even get near a wild animal like that. Maybe he just happened to have an affinity for animals, or something like that, which could never be a bad thing. Jongdae shrugs his shoulders and laughs, "Well, shit, that's pretty cool. You got a name for him?" Soon enough, Jongdae is leading Sehun into his apartment complex and into the elevator. He selects his floor with his free hand before leaning against the wall and another question comes up, "What do you do, by the way? School, work? 'Cause I haven't seen you around anywhere... but this is kind of a big city."

Anonymously ask me, "Would you..."