#95071

        “TAE, COME EAT!” Sky has finished making the macaroni that Taeyong asked for and this was the fourth time calling his name. “Geez, what’s taking this kid so long?” He rolled his eyes then barged into Taeyong’s room, but stopped at the sound of loud moans coming from the young boy’s laptop. It would have made sense for Sky to leave the young boy alone, but he chose to walk in the room and see what he was watching. “Why that video?” Sky made a face as he asked the question. “There are so many better options.”

Beyondcomprehension. Jaerim rested his head on the younger male’s shoulder while half his body pressed onthe concrete wall. His expression radiate inconsistently. Sometimes he wouldsmile and laugh on his own, then grumbled and moan. He’s too much into the high that he failed torespond to him accordingly. Perhaps, his actions would speak for himself. Highenough to die.

it ultimately depends on how i’m feeling at the time … typically, i don’t usually write it out-of-the-blue, but if it’s with someone my muse feels comfortable with (because, then usually, that would mean i’m comfortable enough to roleplay those kind’a mature themes with that person).

I miss you, too, kid. Are you safe? Have you been eating well and having fun? I hope so.

Besides... isn’t it more fun playing outside? 

     With a small sound forming on the back of his throat, the photographer carefully raises a hand in order to point over towards the direction the other should follow, an eyebrow raised in amusement. “They are right there--” It’s funny, if he’s to be honest, but with the whole chaos on the set is understandable and losing clothes around seems to be quite a normal thing to happen. “And the shoes are on the floor beside the couch.” A smile slowly grows on his pale features, perhaps because the dash of the other male towards the pointed spot has him almost tripping along the way, leaving an amused photographer to turn back towards the camera in his hold in order to adjust the focus.