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「 TEXT 」 ⇢ ”Meet me in the nearest park, i have a shit load of dead bodies to hide”

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arkhvm replied to your post:( most asks are in drafts, but I promise they’re...
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With December, the cold weather was expected to come and terrorize the city with snow and possibly flu invasions. Unfortunately to Jaehyeon, not even the highly expected month had arrived yet when the temperature dropped down to zero, forcing the young man to rub his hands constantly in order to give himself a bit of warmth that would let him survive another day while waiting for the bus to come to its stop. His gaze moved towards the girl that stood up in silence besides him, lips pressed to form a thin line and avoid the shock that would dry them without mercy, admiring her with a bit of hesitation sparking up on his eyes. What could it be said? Not much. Honestly, if there was anything he wanted, it’d be the scarf she was wearing, since his neck was freezing thanks to the bad idea of wearing a light coat for the evening. A couple of steps were taken, hands being held out to catch her attention somehow. “Ah, excuse me, would you mind sharing while we wait together?” An uncommon request coming from a stranger, but it could work.
Naeun’s minding her own business, eyes averting another’s whenever they tried to meet gazes. She shifts around her position uncomfortably whenever she can sense someone staring too long or if the weather was chilling to the spine itself. And when her eyes falter to a stranger’s frame, immediately to the opposite direction. Lips tightly pressed together and there’s a bashful expression resting across her youthful visage because she can feel the blush crossing on the apples of her cheeks. The warmth was there unknowingly but she can use the current temperature as an excuse itself. When he spoke out loud, his voice wraps around her attention and she straightens herself up in order to properly peer over at him. “What?” And for a moment, it sounded rude but she waves her hand dismissively at how she reacted. “Sorry, you just startled me for a moment there.” With a subtle nod, the cotton fabric that was once around her neck was loosen up to be placed upon the palms of her hands. Lifting it up in order to offer the male the scarf for the time being, a warm smile growing along her lips rather hesitantly.
“Here you go.”
"I've got nothing left to live for, but no reason yet to die."
➤arkhvm.
"I've got nothing left to live for, but no reason yet to die."
{ &; hayoung could have sworn she heard those exact words once before, she wasn’t sure if the male was speaking to her immediately. her head tilts to one side then another, checking if anyone was standing close by. the place seems deserted, some people or a random couple walking on the other side of the street in order to go back home where they belong. she doesn’t do that immediately, needing to constantly push herself out of the door to breathe and walk around for half an hour until she’s completely composed and well put together. }
❝Well isn’t that a pity right there, darlin’.❞ { &; the young woman doesn’t know her own reasons to die or live either, somehow she’s letting everything pass by her absentmindedly without caring too much about the way she wants to continue fighting the hours of a day or to give into the pressure. and perhaps when she was younger, those thoughts crossed her mind. anxiety boils in the center of her stomach and grew nauseous to the idea itself. hayoung let those memories haunt her, tear her apart until her insecurities were grasped into someone else's hand to keep and cherish. to use against her. but she adds more thought into what the stranger told her, no reason to live and no reason to die. basically sounds like he was walking around the world, breathing but somehow suffocating during the process; it’s half, half but she doesn’t know how else to put her own opinion in the conversation.
&; and her feet taps on the concrete, tucking her hand to fish out her cigarette before it was tucked into the center of her mouth to capture lightly between ivory teeth. desperately catching the lighter afterwards, flickering the possession to notice the spark of fire to let the tip of it press into the heat. and she exhales contently, calming down with her head finally turning to face the company besides her. } ❝Just live. Find your reasons or let it find ya’, I guess. Can’t tell you how to live your life anyways, I’m not your mother.❞
( arkhvm )
Hm, I thought you’d be the one cracking something, since your height seems to be under the average one for males in South Korea… Even so, if you need help, please let me know. I’d like to help you solve your issues!
.......... I feel verbally assaulted.

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With a bright pink color slowly crawling up to both of his cheeks, Jaehyeon regretted the way the words were structured instead. So he simply shook his head and awkwardly laughed at the other's statement. "No, no. Ah… I didn't mean that, m-maybe…"
He continues to frown at the stranger, thoroughly confused by what is happening. "Then what the heck are you talking about? What are you trying to buy from me? Because I can already tell you, I'm not going to sleep with you no matter how much you offer me. I'm extremely uninterested in such activities."
His gaze was fixed on the other's figure, curiosity sparking up inside his head and soon reaching the back of it, forcing him to scratch that area briefly before he took a couple of steps closer to him. "Uh, this might sound weird coming from a stranger, although I've heard worst before, believe me; but how much would you ask for in order to play with you for a couple of hours? Everyone's got a price."
Yifan can only blink down at the other, tilting his head a little in hopes of getting a better picture of the man he's now facing through his peripheral vision. He takes a step back, however, when the words truly register. "What the-- Are you out of your mind? Do I look like a prostitute to you? Or what do you mean play with me?"
"Ah, what does the theme 'mine' cover? Because I could think about a thing or two that could be done, with the proper arrangements obviously." With a faint smile, he bowed down before the stranger as respectfully as possible. "My apologies for not introducing myself before. Jaehyeon is my name. Choi Jaehyeon, if you must. What is your name, 'mine'?"
Kris was quick to return the bow, forming a perpendicular angle with his body before he straightened himself, a thin smile found its way to his lips. Finding humor in the smoothness of the male's words, Kris couldn't suppress the chuckle that melted the icy coldness in his initial expression, back of his hand was a makeshift shield to his mouth even though his laugh was a silent one. "What are the things you have in mind that could be done? I'm Yifan, but you can call me Kris."