#96todd

Jiro was a bit shocked. At first he thought he just saw the guy somewhere. He didn’t know this was Jintae. His first ever friend when he was a child. When he goes out and play, he is not a person who randomly goes in and play with the other kids. He tends to stay on the sides and watch. But Jintae was the opposite. He goes over to Jiro and pulls him along the circle, and that made Jiro smile everytime. Until one day, Jintae stopped coming to the playground. That was Jiro’s first heartbreak ever. Jiro was not able to control his emotions anymore as he hug the other tightly. After so long, his long lost friend reappeared. “I thought I’d never see you again, Jin~” He smiles slightly as he pull away, looking at the other male’s face. “You’ve grown... The heavens blessed you with great puberty I guess.” 

「🌸 」- Hovering over the male, Nada looked over his shoulder and she rose a perfectly sculpted brow. “What are you working on there?” 

“ Miss my voice, you sappy asshole? “

Jaesoo sighed, running his hands through his dyed silver hair, looking at the computer screen that showed electronically produced music notes, on an application that helped produce them. He turned his head to the man beside him, disappointment and annoyance written all over his face. He spoke quickly, tiredly, “Do you think that sounds okay, though? I mean, I’ve been working on it for days and I still don’t like it.”

[ SMS: Toddy ] Do you really need to be the /I told you so/ kind of person  [ SMS: Toddy ]  ಠ_ಠ [ SMS: Toddy ]  okay i am sitting correctly now, if this doesn’t pass i will chop off my legs. ( not really, my pretty legs ; n ; ) 

[ KKT ] ► what the[ KKT ] ► i am so[ KKT ] ► listen here, jintae, my dongsaeng, my son…[ KKT ] ► i do not want to see your weenie even though it seems like a nice one[ KKT ] ► i wouldn’t know because i don’t swing that way[ KKT ] ► i’m traumatized i was never supposed to see it[ KKT ] ► can i sue you for this…….[ KKT ] ► send those to whoever you were supposed to ;;;;;;;[ KKT ] ► oh my god i’m never unseeing this lord help me

The man, while not muscular, still had a decent body (owing to recovering quickly from the torture inflicted on him) but light, faded scars were visible on his chest and stomach. A small, textual tattoo in cursive was visible on his right shoulder blade, along with another on his left ankle, a minor act of rebellion when he had been left unattended during his college years. He opened his shades and put them on, looking mockingly at Todd as he gestured to the pool once again. “No, you.”