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I became bitter and untouchable. I craved affection but even the mere thought of someone caring made my stomach turn.
(stay away but come closer) // mxe. (via lovey-kun)
svnyovng.
the break from gangnam had been much needed, but somewhere along the way sunyoung felt as if she had left her head. she was already on her third coffee that afternoon, staring at her empty computer screen like an artist considering her BLANK canvas. she had always been among the first to hand in her work, but she had felt distracted lately and it was frustrating — so much so that in her AGONIZED state she let out a heavy sigh and knocked over her coffee cup by accident, watching the dark liquid pool on the floor. she barely even registered that someone was quickly headed in that direction, but found her voice just before their foot ended up in the warm beverage. ❛ AH, careful! don’t step in that! ❜
HIS FOOT FLATTERS to a half as a heavy musk of distinct coffee overcomes his senses, an obvious look of disgust filling his features but he masks it the best that he can, instead opting to give the younger a raised brow before dropping an undisclosed brown bag onto the table in front of her. “ that’s absolutely disgusting and a waste to the beggars who actually drink that, you know, ” sejun starts with the familiar tone that practically d r i p s of disinterest, taking a lone chair that’s merely a foot away and bringing it closer until it’s situated NEXT to the girl –– leisurely taking the seat while stretching out his legs in midst of all the discomfort. ever since news that came up that his sister had came back to town, sejun has been constantly been r o p e d into spending time with the girl as if it were to comfort the fact that she had left him. “ i got you your stupid muffin so eat it. ”

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kvngmin.
SEOUL HAD not treated him particularly w e l l since he had left prison. the newspapers had been adorned with his face and his name when he had been released. ‘ innocent ’ — proven, finally, after 4 years of self-destruction, self-loathing, and the guilt that had come creeping with the inevitable question: did he do it? ( he had questioned it himself, for some time now, and he had come to the conclusion that INNOCENCE was no longer a language he spoke ). that’s why his soft skin was painted with bruises and his cracked knuckles sore from where they had met someone else’s jaw just a second ago. it wasn’t unusual for him to be here, sitting on a curb outside of a bar, cigarette between his lips. by now he had come to terms with the idea that this was who he was — it was, after all, b e t t e r than being no one at all. he felt a pair of eyes upon him and let out a breath clouded by the nicotine he had just inhaled. «you shoulda seen the other guy,» he said humorlessly, tired gaze eventually rising to meet the other.
HIS BREATH HITCHED at the familiar voice, all too eerie and c l o s e as sejun dangles his own cigarette loosely between his own pinked lips, halting his steps merely a few feet away from the crouched male while eyes BORE into the back of the male’s head with the thrumming of his heart beating too loudly in his ears. he had heard that the other had recently gotten out of the jail –– that the label of a mistake had impacted his father’s law firm too r o u g h l y after word had gotten out that jung kangmin is INNOCENT and it was all his father’s fault. sejun should be frustrated, angry at the world because this wasn’t what law was; this was his father’s mistake and sejun had absolutely no power to stop this mistake from happening. ( especially when it concerned the male that his teenage heart had longed for for many, many years. ) hesitant fingers bring a lighter towards the cancerous stick, flicking the item on until his cigarette burnt ember as eyes tore away to stare into the darkened night. “ funny, ” sejun murmurs as he inhales a h e a v y influx of smoke that BURNS his lungs to the core –– almost like he was punishing himself for everything that caused the rift between them two. “ you should become a fuckin’ comedian. ”
hyevna.
a soft hum left her TAINTED lips as the boys lips met the porcelain skin of her neck, s t r e t c h i n g out so he could have a better access to it – there was a time where she would have felt ashamed at the public display, knowing there would be judging eyes on her but that time had long passed, if anything it only fueled her fire. it was easy between the two of them, there was this c a s u a l n e s s and routine that they had SLIPPED in when it was just them - always keeping one another on their toes for their own selfish reasons. she could hear the grin ass he spoke, hyeona pursed her lips ‘ — how about .. i try it on right now and you give me a preview of tonight in the dressing room ? ’
HIS PROACTIVE SMIRK only grew at the other’s confident actions of giving him better access of her neck, teeth grazing and quietly nipping at the softened flesh as a hum rumbles somewhere deep in his chest –– the only active indication that he’s currently listening to her d r a w l e d out sentences. the timid reception of the public was something that sejun tended to IGNORE when he was with hyeona, only her soft curves and addictive lips keeping his mind focused on it’s one true goal ... her. “ i suppose i could help you into that particularly tight piece of clothing, ” sejun murmurs against her skin, fingers d a n c i n g along the edges of her shirt before TUGGING relentlessly towards the direction of the dressing rooms. “ though, the dressing room is going to be a tight fit, baby girl. ”
hyvnjoos.
ANY TRACE OF the playful nature hyunjoo had shown up to the park with had dissolved. instead, the model stood before the prosecutor, focused and intense eyes bearing into the other. they couldn’t help but just STAND there and listen as the other spoke. there were thoughts clouding their mind, words on the tip of their tongue, but it was nothing coherent. they could hardly formulate coherent words. hyunjoo was private, but when they talked, they talked for some time. but sejun actually had them speechless. they had little experience with dating and relationships, and most of the intimacy they had been involved in was undesired and reluctant. but then there was sejun. someone who made them feel wanted. someone who actually made them feel GOOD. “ sejun…i want you to make me happy. ” the words prompted the formation of a slight SMILE beginning. no matter how hard they tried otherwise, he brought that fondness back to surface, a warm feeling encompassing them. “ i – you do. you do… ” the p a u s e that came afterwords was longer than they intended it to be. all they could do was l o o k at sejun, mouth parted slightly as if to continue speaking, but the words were stuck in their throat. despite the constant attempts to convince themself that everything associated with pursuing anything with sejun was a bad idea, they couldn’t think of very many reasons as to why it was a bad idea. besides the obvious. but even if hyunjoo wanted to tell him…how do they ? a sigh. “ if it’s any consolation, i don’t believe the things people say about you. and the reason i kept avoiding you wasn’t specifically because of you. ” they feel their teeth clench together as they swallow a lump in their throat. “ you have no idea how good it feels to just be in your life. but if we were to get involved, i wouldn’t want you to keep secrets from me…so it wouldn’t be fair for me to keep any from you. but how do i know you won’t LEAVE once i tell you ? ”
IF SEJUN’S GAZE lingered upon other’s softened features for a moment, he would quickly deny the fact as he lowered his eyes when he had realized –– unable to watch and bare the backlash of it all. sejun doesn’t think he’s ever worked for anything as hard in his life, or even worked for anything at all, until this sudden moment when he practically had stripped down his thoughts and EMOTIONS for the other. he doesn’t know what had p u s h e d forward those actions until the smile began to grace hyunjoo’s lips and a sudden uncomfortable warmth started to bloom inside sejun’s chest at the sight. because this wasn’t who im sejun was; sejun was cocky, arrogant –– someone who b r o k e pretty things and only survived for his needs, and his needs only. hyunjoo was never supposed to make sejun feel like THIS. ( hyunjoo was never supposed to make sejun feel human. ) so he takes the risk in stepping f o r w a r d, an inch closer towards where the other had been standing in front of him with unsure glances and a slightly bowed head. sejun, for once in his life, never felt so small. “ i want to make you happy too, ” he murmurs with a voice calm and steady, a tone masking CONFIDENCE. “ –– but you need to let me try to, at least. i mean ... that’s all i’m asking. ” sejun lifts his head to finally give a curious stare, lips curling into somewhat of a grin, though all the thoughts he could even muster up were all of hyunjoo, hyunjoo, hyunjoo. and suddenly, the warmth in his chest was filled with something more like compassion that clung to his lungs and refused to let up because the other’s words, the fact that they believe that sejun is something MORE than a virus, made him release a light chuckle that he didn’t know he had been holding in. it was almost ... a relief. progress. “ you ... don’t have to tell me why you don’t like me, you know. i’m not going to make you. but just –– ” sejun lets out a heavy sigh as eyes cast downwards once again, unable to search for the pity that probably swam in the other’s DARKENED hues. “ you’re different from everyone else and i don’t –– i don’t know why. but you just being in my life, i don’t want to let this pass me by. so if you don’t want any secrets? fine. but just so you know, once we confess, i’m not sure if i’m going to be able to let you go. ”
jiyooh.
SHE ROLLED HER eyes, knowing exactly what he would say in that situation. maybe she knew him too well, maybe he was too predictable – jiyoo wasn’t going to find out at that moment. crouching in front of a teary eyed kid, she glanced at sejun with wide eyes in confusion, whispering “ what makes you think i am remotely good with kids ? ”
HIS BROWS FURROW at the question, ignoring the ugly wails of the child beside him. “ because you’re –– ” ( beautiful. thoughtful. courageous. i need you. ) “ a secretary. don’t you help w h i n y corporate children for a living? ” he reaches over and lets his own fingers smooth out the rough strands of the child’s hair, soothing the child while giving jiyoo a pointed look.

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tacyvng.
MAYBE THAT WAS ALL there was: the nape of his neck, his soft skin underneath tae’s touch, hands running through tangled hair. it was the many STOLEN glances and lingering touches once they were h i d d e n from the public eye. in all honesty, it created the SPACE taeyang so desperately needed — he couldn’t afford to grow close to anyone, and he knew sejun’s hands roamed other bodies, held other hearts. he supposed it brought him some COMFORT, as if it meant sejun too knew that whatever THIS was, it had to be NOTHING in the end. tae had tried to convince himself that sejun was part of a bigger scheme of his — that he kept his friends close and his enemies c l o s e r, but lines blurred with the other and he was no longer quite sure which side was which with him. soft lips met his own and tae moved closer to the other where possible, as if it was never enough ( and it wasn’t ). «they can WAIT,» he assured the other male as he positioned himself above him, hovering dangerously close, lips brushing against his. «if i leave now, how LONG until i see you again?» his voice bore the same monotone, indifferent color it always had, but his eyes spoke for him as he gazed at sejun intently.
AT TIMES, SEJUN found himself drowning in the other’s dangerous aura whether it’d be the other delicate skin upon his collarbones or the hushed whispers that was shared between those hotel sheets but sejun felt d r a w n towards the danger of it all and ironically enough, the world never had to know. it was his own little SECRET. taeyang was something that the prosecutor never knew he needed –– a breath of fresh intoxicity because despite whether or not the other knew, he had held sejun’s heart in a way that he hadn’t felt in y e a r s. he had repeatedly told himself that this was all a lie; that falling in love with a criminal was something that was supposed to be against the first rule of law –– to never find yourself in bed with the enemy. ( sejun was never good at following the rules, anyway. ) because sejun was once again s u r r o u n d e d by the warmth that was so familiar towards his COLD heart, skin pressed against skin, soft lips hushed against cherry lips, and sejun let himself drown in those feelings one last time. his own blurry eyes stare up at the other male, hands roaming and inching over the smooth form that hovered above him while a deep rumble of a hum originates from deep inside his chest. “ could take days, ” sejun murmurs as lips p r e s s themselves against the soft skin of taeyang’s cheek, voice barely a whisper. “ –– weeks, MONTHS. ” there’s a pause. “ but i can’t wait that long. ”
sxraii.
She feels weak and helpless, an underling in society —not deserving of privilege or appreciation in his world. It was as if he was simply toying with her and she could do nothing but shout against his endless riches. “Not everyone wants that life, maybe they’re too poor to do anything else, maybe they’re desperate because corrupt people like you decide to RUIN them.” She wants to spit on him, step on his foot or punch him the face, but all she can do is clench her fists. “You play with people until they need you, and then…then you just break them, ruin them, leave them. No wonder your sister left, I’m glad she got away from you.” All she can do is slur stupid, insensitive words, because she’s so angry –filled with a never ending rage, her words are her only power. There’s a bitter taste in her mouth as she brushes her hand over the blueprint in the snow, she lets out a heavy, pained sigh. “We both failed, we’ve both lost this time, because we lost her.”
SEJUN ONLY FELT a heavy influx of pity that ran through his mind at the time of her words ( and even an ounce of doubt ) but it were times like those where sejun knew he couldn’t afford any forms of resentment at this time because ironically, they were talking about his sister after all. “ you say ruin, i say encourage the best out of people. you never know what you’re truly like until you’re feeling pity, ” sejun replies with a tone that dripped of confidence, unable to tear his eyes away from the snowfall around them. “ i play with people because they l e t me play with them. people ask for me, you know? i can’t help if i’m WANTED. ” a scoff of a laugh escapes his lips before he conceals his ill-found humor with a smirk, rolling his eyes at the tale. though, he wouldn’t let it show but sora’s words against his sister that HIT him somewhere uncomfortably deep in his chest because no one can talk about his family like that –– not even him. “ you’re wrong, you know. i didn’t lose her ... you did, maybe. but she’s my sister. she can never leave even if she really tried. ”
hycrvn.
SHE DIDN’T WANT to think about how COMPLICATED she was making things between them. there was never supposed to be anything more to them than the tangled bedsheets and his hot breath upon her skin, and yet every morning her hands were aching with the wish for him to STAY. so when the sun shone through the window and indicated the beginning of a new day, and she could feel the dipping weight as the male next to her sat up to get dressed, she couldn’t help but let her eyes linger. ❛ you leaving ? ❜
✕ @sejvuns
DOUBT LINGERED HEAVILY on sejun’s chest the minute the sun had rose to show it’s ugly head upon the lands as nimble fingers r e a c h out to grab the discarded blazer that laid haplessly upon the other’s floor; sejun taking his cue to leave. “ you know i have to, love, ” he murmurs for what feels like the umpteenth time, a lazy smile gracing his features before returning to the bed momentarily, leaning forward until lips GRAZED the familiar patch of skin that laid upon the other’s cheek. “ –– i have work. ”
Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?
“ does it look like i have time to feel things that weren’t associated with my dick? everyone that i have liked, anyone that i have liked, were definitely UNEXPECTED because i don’t really e x p r e s s my interest for people, if you couldn’t tell, because i don’t particularly care about any of you, BEGGARS. ”

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if you know the accusations against tae, why are you with him?
“ what’s between TAEYANG and myself is nothing more than a handful of lawsuits and a courtroom dispute. ( he’s also so much more than just a pretty face with b l o o d on his hands and i couldn’t help the temptation of knowing the softness of mornings. he’s so much MORE than you think and he knows things about me, kind things –– and it was inevitable. ) i would never associate myself freely with that ... thug. ”
someone who you haven't slept yet but want to?
“ HYUNJOO is an unavoidable catch but i have faith in that pretty, little face. they’re someone that i’ve been e y e i n g for a while and i’d be lying if i said that i wouldn’t like to see that model spread across my silk sheets wearing nothing but my tongue but –– it’s MORE to that and i can’t really say why. ”