#adrienlim

The music vibrated off the walls as if an earthquake had just hit, lights flashing and bodies dancing unpon one another,a house too small for all commotion but nobody gave a fuck they were all here for one thing, a good time. A typical night for young and dumb college kids, the air was filled with smoke mixed with sweat and alochol with a dash of other questionable things. Yugyeom ran a hand through his chocolate brown hair; his expression had buzzed written all over it. His back leaned against the nearest wall as he chatted idely with another male who was practically all over him,he didn't mind obviously. The tall male was used to the attention weither it be good or bad it was all the same to him.

'Where did that asshat go now?'

Yugyeom pulled out his phone while pretending to still care about what the stranger had been talking about,scrolling through his contacts until he found what he was looking for.

Honestly dude, I'm gonna fucking kill myself. Thanks for showing this guy on me, you prick.He hit send a little more aggressively than he wanted.Shoving his phone back into the pocket,his eyes scanning the room for an escape.Bingo! Got it. Yugyeom tilted his head ever so slightly,pointing in the direction as he spoke about his friend who was currently occupied in his own world. "Oh man, you know that guy over there? Dude has been checking you out." It was an obvious lie because Yugyeom knew for a fact that the man he had pointed out was in fact not into men at all but it was payback time and Adrien had deserved it.

sms→ adrien : you told me last night that that was your foot pressing into my back asshole

@adrienlim & Changkyun

4 p.m., most of the lectures have already ended and so did a school day for Changkyun. He has his radio audition in the early morning already so he had the rest of the day for himself. Yeah for himself.. He would be lying if he said he already had plans with friends he didn’t really had. So there he was, strolling around the campus, looking for something to do or more like someone to annoy? 

( ✉ → sms ) shut the fuck up

( ✉ → sms ) also yeah lol.

sms  → adrien : you know it’s not shameful to play the nintendo wii

sms  → adrien : especially if you say you can do rainbow road at 200cc without falling off

“S T O P ?? Don’t be a  w u s s , hyung — we’ve barely STARTED !!”

An overly enthusiastic Adrien practically chirps, his fingers boldly swiping right for every female that appeared on the screen of Daniel’s phone. The context of the situation? Daniel had accidentally stumbled upon Ad’s workplace, which may have been a bad move on his own part. Not that Adrien cared, he took it as the perfect opportunity to not concentrate on his part time job. And he was going to make sure that he was going to be thoroughly entertained in the slow hours of the working day, while his socially inept senior was there to keep him company… even it meant to create an entire tinder account while he sat behind the counter.

Daniel’s plea fell on deaf ears, his phone out of his own reach since Adrien had conveniently pulled him behind the counter and told him to sit on the ground beside him; hidden from the eyes of unsuspecting customers.

“Hyung, the secret is to…” a swig of water disrupts the flow of his sentence. The phone is still in his hand as he does so. “…take what you can get. You just gotta keep swiping, man. Tinder isn’t all hookups, man, I met my plug on there, haha.”

He didn’t have a plug.

“You’re welcome, bro.” Adrien’s nimble fingers return the phone, regardless of whether Daniel is thankful or not.

“…YOU might have a date tomorrow, or uh, something !!”

daniel’s romantic life is non-existent. 

sometimes, he feels like he’s not interesting enough to keep conversation and he’s invested in his career. trying to fight criminals to seek justice and make the world a better place. everyone else sees differently which isn’t too bad but he didn’t even know what tinder was until the younger male snatched his phone to playfully create an account for him. he couldn’t picked better pictures, daniel thinks. why was he concerned to begin with? shaking his head when thoughts poured into his mind, he coughs behind his fist awkwardly. 

“but - wait, you’re plug. yah, are you doing things you’re not supposed to be doing?” he questioned, immediately attaching himself to the label ‘plug’ because he understood that part to say the least. he huffs, almost childishly with brows furrowing straight to the middle. “look, i’m not interested in dating. i feel like right now isn’t my time...” he mumbles, feeling rather embarrassed that daniel’s life was practically him being on his own. 

even his own mother try to encourage him to go out, seek more friends or get himself a girlfriend.