#97nari

««  “Okay, okay, I’ll smile! There’s no need to resort to such measures.” Afraid of the threat of being tickled, she gave up and forced a smile for the other. “Satisfied?”

           (✦) "A dog? I don’t need a dog. So you can be at my place all the time playing with it? No thanks. Get yourself a dog.”

    she gave a deep sigh, running a hand through her hair and biting her lip. the topic of homophobia was something that always got her physically angry, and hearing people speak such blatant hatred on the television - even in a show following a script where none of it was real - made her upset. "it's awful to think that there are people out there that really think like this. i have never even thought about entertaining these kinds of ideas - it's strange to think that people are raised with this, or that people can be arrested in certain countries just for being gay. i should be allowed to love anyone i want to wherever i go in the world, don't you agree?"

nari.. nacho. it’s funny how you and i were trying to be each other’s wing women when we could’ve just dated each other. forget about all them other boys.. i’ll be your girlfriend, your fiancee and your wife. also the mother of your children if you want some, if you only want pets then that’s cool too. i’ll even get a job to support our little family. how could you possibly say no now?

Eight o'clock on the dot. Don't you dare be late. Understood? His arms fold over his chest, crossed, when he nods at that. Hyungwon wasn’t the type to be late anyway, although one would assume such due to him being a ridiculous sleepyhead. It takes him all but an hour to get ready for their rendezvous, and he finds himself actually fifteen minutes early to the university. He’s standing in the cold for a while, wary of every passing pair of eyes. A hand smooths the scarf around his neck, drawing it up higher to cover half of his face all while he searches for blonde hair and tragus piercings. Hyungwon takes his phone to his ear, calling to make sure he was in the right gate after all. His sense of time was on point but directions were a different thing altogether. He just hopes he wasn’t lost. “Hey, I’m by the university gates--white fountain, big sign that says Seoul University.” 

It took him a moment to proceed the female’s words, “a bug?” he questions, reaching out to tug at the hem of his sweater for the said bug to fall off. “you’re not messing around with me, are you?” he questions as he eyes the female whilst his hand tries to pat his own back. 

Moving boxes was never something that Jongdae enjoyed doing. Even if he had the strength too, it was still hard to manage it alone. But the new stuff for the coffee shop had arrived. New cups and new plates. And instead of just waiting out for the staff, he got way too excited and tried to do it alone, clearly it had been a dumb idea. Trying to hold both boxes with both arms he felt himself losing his balance. A voice was heard behind him and he could only sigh a bit and look over his shoulder. "Please."