* VIGNETTE
@247myungsoo
* seulgi takes out her phone and taps her characters in, thumbs gliding across the screen with hints of apprehension. (text reads: to myungsoo* : i’m here~). there’s no harm in it. she’s behind a camera (clothes on, although that tiny fact doesn’t entirely matter to her too much) but she’s a requested muse. and if that doesn’t get her going, wits jumping and blissful and impressively naive heart fluttering with her dreams. it’s not naivety if she knows she’s acting naive is it?
footsteps almost dancing across the pavement, the pale beauty whose thighs have spread for deep pocketed men and purified ignorance for the luxe of life in the caverns of her sex does not meet men with a camera who don’t demand her clothes off.
nor does she do this for free, but here she is. not in the nude and not being prized with a gift.
still, dressed gorgeously, a few ‘gifts’ she’s spoken of on her and waiting patiently for a man who doesn’t objectify/ want her they why they should.
patience is a virtue that she can afford. usually it’s not the case whatsoever but myungsoo calls her pretty and seulgi wallows in her own arrogance and need to feel the heat of his gaze/ lens right at her.
so she waits. waits, waits, waits.
