ain't a shy girl.

   █ ▌“well no shit.” sumin replied with a bit of sarcasm added in her voice. typical her, always messing around with others when they did the same. and what did that even mean? that she wasn’t talking about cartoon characters. but she should’ve seen it coming; no one was capable to have a serious conversation with her these days. “just my looking at you i can tell how weak you must be.”

( sms: su(n)min ) it’s basically about how in a group of friend’s there’s always that one approachable, a little less blessed friend who a) makes the other friends look better and b) is used by boys to approach other girls ( sms: su(n)min ) DAMN.. sex ed..  ( sms: su(n)min ) but what about the dick of smooch guy?  ( sms: su(n)min ) plus i find smooching during the act kinda hard actually 

suminos:

bumping shoulders is not an uncommon occurrence in the busy streets of seoul. but this time is rougher than usual. something, no, many things tumble to the ground–of all the people he could have bumped into, it had to be the person carrying an armful. “fuck.” they swear in unison, though she speaks aloud and he in his head. he mutters a quick ‘sorry’ before letting his feet navigate their way past the mess. 

he’s one step away from the scene when he stops himself. “shit, i did it again.” running away from people. being rude to avoid social interaction. he turns back, but reluctantly so–old habits die hard. his footsteps, once quick, slow to a half of the pace as he makes his way back to the scene. he crouches down, almost unwillingly, to help clean up the mess he helped make. “sorry about that.” he apologizes once more, this time with an added hint of sincerity.

    █ ▌“no it’s fine, i get it”, sumin started off with a forced smile, trying to wipe off some of the tea that was now decorating her white t-shirt. great. no matter how badly she wanted to say something completely different, for once she managed to keep her big mouth shut. it was rare, but hey, she wasn’t there to make his day a million times worse. “a busy guy who probably doesn’t give a fuck about strangers, trust me, i’m the same.” she gave him a quick nod, her other hand moving away the locks of hair that had fallen on her face. “though that does not mean that i’m not pissed at you, i just got this shirt last night.”

James’ eyes squinted at the woman before him who seemed a little too indifferent of what was happening. And this ticked the man off. “What the fuck are you doing?”

kris: lucky for you i look older than i am kris: but that is fair kris: you won’t go to prison i promise kris: hey we can always cancel……

        ‹ 🔺 › Looking over at his close friend, he saw the jersey she was wearing, which left his eyebrows furrow together briefly, only to have a short snort leave him. ❝ Did you accidentally lend my jersey, without asking beforehand? ❞ head angled to the side, while he had propped it up onto the palm of his hand, awaiting her response.

She quickly pecks her cheek, hugging her tightly at the same time. ❞Thank you, thank you, thank you!❞ She almost yells those words before she pulls away from the hug, grimacing at the same time. ❞It’s not my fault they haven’t called to me. And I’ll get money from my dance classes, but it’s not a pay day yet.❞

    █ ▌“you’re such a weirdo, did you know that?”              the female patted mina’s back a couple of              times before returning the rather funny look              she was getting from her. “and maybe they              won’t pay you at all if you didn’t do a good              enough job, you know?”

( sms: su(n)min ) NO DUFF AS IN DESIGNATED UGLY FAT FRIEND OH MY GOD JUST GOOGLE IT !!! DID YOU NOT WATCH THAT MOVIE ( sms: su(n)min ) GDFHSKDJ STOP ! ( sms: su(n)min ) how am i supposed to take care of TWO dicks ( sms: su(n)min ) i can barely keep it together with one

kris: ONLY BY A YEAR I’M SORRY kris: my sister takes me out all the time kris: and i’ve not been caught yet kris: i think it’ll be okay

(( originally for melodves ))

kris: oh okay!! kris: i’m on my way new friend kris: should i mention i’m not old enough to drink?? kris: i mean i do…. kris: but i should not

“You have to spice things up a bit, you know? And that’s what the lingerie is for.” He chuckled and wasn’t sure on where this conversation would lead to, honestly. Placing a hand on his stomach, he rested his chin on her shoulder and looked up at her. “Buy me food?”

    █ ▌“unless it’s too difficult to get off, that is. sure if you’re really close with that person and they’re struggling it might be cute, but- yeah, there’s pros and cons with that, definitely.” she voiced out her opinion without any hesitation at all, her eyes looking down at him and his childish expression. “food? depends on what you want.”