revolt.

“That’s what I’m doing though and you’re allowing it.” Hanhae told her with a small smile. He took in her tired face and tried to be quiet for five minutes. “Will you ever tell me what day? What time in the future?” The bassist asked curiously with a smirk, eyebrow raised his amusement. At her mention of the continent he sighed dreamily. He had no idea how such a thing was happening to him. “Yeah Europe.” Hanhae repeated with nod. At her next words he laughed softly though, “Nah. It’s a small tour. Not much of a big shot.” He clarified with a small smile.”Yeah we’re struggling just to get tickets so don’t worry, life is no glamorous for me.” The bassist told her, “Life’s too short to be worried about money right?” He questioned with a small shrug. “When you get caught at customs, I’ll come bail you out of Europe jail.” Hanhae told her with a nod. “Yes exactly, you’re part robot. I’m here to make sure you’re fine.” He rolled his eyes as he flipped her off, “No, you’re my friend so I want to see you.”

“Excuse me? Who says i’m allowing it.” she hissed, and when he started to ask those questions, her upper lips twitched as she raised her arm, as if threatening to hit him(in which, she really could, but for her case scenario for the moment, not really) “Ah, seriously. You’re lucky i’m tired enough. I would have thrown my fist at you just now.” she clicked her tongue, and quirked her lips to the side. Europe was really a big deal-- at least in her opinion. “What do you mean “not much of a big shot”- hello, that’s Europe we’re talking about!” She shook her head at his retort. “I would pay a heck ton of money just to go to Europe that i’ll say.” she starts. “...but that is also true. We all die rich or poor, anyway. And oh gee, thanks a lot.” she chuckles. “Soon enough if i were to become real stupid regards my decisions, i’d end up in a death row for doing some dumb ass shit in another country.” she looks at him. “then there you won’t be able to bail you out. Unless you’re secretly a government spy or some shit.” she shrugs, then shows a lopsided smile towards him. “Aww you want to see me? What gives?”

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“Is all what 90 pounds of you going to really break my rib? You got a MMA fighter in your bag?” Hanhae questioned. If he could give her shit he would. It was his forte. “Besides I think a scratched eye AND broken rib would look good on me. As long as the rib didn’t puncture my lung what’s the harm?” One day he was going to tease the wrong person and end up dead, thankfully today he would only be maimed. After her threat he simply sat still on his seat and grinned, as if he was testing himself to be quiet. “Yes. I have many other things to do but I’m supposed to be with you. It’s like my life and you are going through a divorce and I’m spending time with you today. It’s our only scheduled day. My band and I are going to Europe next week so I need to get my time in with you.”

"...Don’t test me, you shit head.” she warned, her eyes tired, narrowing towards the male. “You’re going to get a piece of me  one day, that’s for sure.” she simply stated, and shook her head once he sat down on his seat. “Europe, though,” she wistfully said, then tilting her head to the side as if looking at the said continent in a bubble from the corner. “You must be a real big shot these days huh, i’m guessing? I think the only time i’ll be able to go to Europe is when i’m finally making money left and right...” she says, triumphantly. “..or when i smuggle my way in, I guess.” she added, only for the sake of it but not actually meaning it. or did she? “You need to get your time with me? What, am I an experiment you need to look after on?”

“You are not getting my phone, Byun Haesol.” She groaned, kicked the blanket off her legs and tightly held on to her phone as she lifted herself up from the couch. With a tch, she glared at the male that was staring down at her with needle eyes, as to which she just smirked at. “You look scaryyy, Haesol. Like a zombie, are you okay?” she teased, snickering a bit. “You wanna know how you look like? like this!” with her index fingers, she pressed them on the area where the eye bags are, pulling them down so all that’s seen from her eyes are the white ones. “…real creepy shit.”

@bhaeys !

“You have to kill me first, that’s the whole point.” Hanhae pointed out with a wide grin. It wasn’t his fault he was punctual! He watched her curiously before he laughed softly. “I can’t stop fidgeting it’s like my third personality trait.” He huffed as he crossed his arms over his chest. “What should I do? I could go hangout and try to hit on college students. I think I’m too old however. I’m not really going to risk that.” He snorted as he ran a hand through his hair. “I’d much rather sit here and complain in your ear. It’s much more fun.”

Blatantly, she rolled her eyes again at his response before putting down the book on the table, leaning forward to look at him straight in the eye for a good second or two. “Listen, if you continue to complain in my ear the next...” she grabbed her phone from her pocket, checked the time, then returned it. “...one hour and forty six minutes, you’ll go home with either a scratched eye or a broken rib.” she hissed, then leaned back down with the book in front her again. A few seconds later, she puts it back down again and sighs at his direction. “Don’t you have anything else to do?”

⟿ @maorei

“You know you might be either exaggerating that or dreaming. I haven’t seen any adult be proud of what i’ve done in my life and what I am doing– “ she dipped her head to the side. “Or so I thought.” she shrugged, and continued to sip on her smoothie drink. “Most people would tell their friends– or in a past event- my friends to stay away from me. Not at all costs, but to stay away from me.” she chuckled slightly, and stirred the smoothie in small circles. “Probably because I’m the so-called university delinquent. All bad i’ve done so far in my life is skip classes, anyway.” A lie. Nonchalantly, her lips were back to sipping.

⟿  @namghoul

“Ahh, so that’s how i can get rid of you.” With a smirk, she shook her head as she made her way down to sit on the wooden chair that was originally the male’s seat. a book in her hand ( though she doesn’t really read it ), she put it up, pretending to read some lines from the book. “Can you stop fidgeting? I told you, my class would start at 11am not 10. Wait an hour here or you can just leave and come back. I don’t know, maybe stroll in the garden and watch the birds and the bees- or something. You won’t die from impatience.” she rolled her eyes.