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hi cheezy anon 🧀 my day was pretty good !! i finished my work at around 2 in the afternoon today and went out for sushi with some friends. it was kind of pricey but so worth it, i can feel the sashimi happily swimming around in my belly(❁ˇ◡ˇ❁) i just got back home, showered and took a 20 minute nap and now i gotta review for my exam tomorrow hehe

how about you anon, how was your day? <3

oooh ok i got u!! here are some of my recent favs

Surrender – Lee ChangSub

I'm Good at Goodbyes – BIBI

Better – MAMAMOO+ feat. BIG Naughty

Kill Bill – SZA

yes yes you may k🥹

46 | Whiskey — BTOB

72 | Gone — Lee Changsub

hi hi again jmor💚

[ backdated: five months ago ! ]

“stop staring at me and eat,” jaewon says, using his own chopsticks to indicate seoah’s hardly-touched plate. “i’m not going anywhere.” he takes another bite of rice, glancing back up at her as he chews. his eyes soften when he sees that she’s still staring at him, though she’s at least picked up her chopsticks now. 

“look,” he says, and his tone is softer now as he leans forward, looking into her familiar face, which is somehow the same and yet all too different from when he saw her last. “i know it’s weird to suddenly see me again. i mean, you thought i was dead, right? i made sure everyone did.” he gives a wan smile at that, though there’s no humor or joy in it. “i’m really, really sorry for that.” 

he looks away from her then, finally breaking eye contact as he leans back in the booth, the noise of the crow’s nest’s other customers filling the silence between them. their booth is fairly secluded, giving the illusion of privacy, and jaewon knows the servers probably won’t interrupt them, since seoah works there and can take care of herself and jaewon is such a regular that he’ll tip well with or without good service. 

“it’s not a lie!” jaewon insists, his expression morphing into a pout. “i really really will do the dishes if you feed me.” 

he realizes, of course, that he sounds like a petulant child, but that’s kind of what he’s going for here. he finds all too much joy in annoying his neighbor, and since he can’t cook to save his life, he’s desperate for a meal that isn’t cheap takeout or corner store ramen. 

qian is far too fun and easy to annoy – he wonders, sometimes, how he got so lucky to get someone like her in the apartment across from him. she’s really hot, too, and he uses every chance he gets to flirt, though she always shoots him down. he hardly minds the rejections, only using the quips and comments as more ways to try to annoy her. 

he leans dramatically against the wall next to her door, putting the back of his hand to his forehead as if he’s swooning. “i’m so hungry, qian,” he whines. “i’m going to pass out from starvation right here. i’ll be your doormat for the rest of time.” he looks at her, dropping his hand to take hers in his, his voice not losing the dramatic tone. “please, qian, you’re the only one who can save me from a life as a doormat.”

“then kill him,” the response comes easily, as if jaewon were suggesting a new restaurant to go to, rather than advising a friend in murder. “publicly if you have to. no one’ll believe you’re a coward if they see you kill someone in broad daylight.” he shrugs, taking a sip of the coffee sitting in front of him. 

silence reigns between them for exactly one and a half seconds before he grins and looks over, shoving the other lightly in the shoulder. “obviously i’m kidding,” he laughs, smiling wide enough that his eyes almost disappear -- he discovered long ago that wide eyesmiles like this are one of the best ways to hide when a smile doesn’t quite reach your eyes.