Apr 12, 2018
I’m laughing bc the whole dash rn is crack rps
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I’m laughing bc the whole dash rn is crack rps
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chercnyn
are ya’ll being sinners?? Can’t relate :///
don’t worry nuns will die first
what about cute maids????
“ Doughnut holes may not be sold. ”
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He should have noticed. He should never had allowed for her to come with him. How many times had he said no? How many times had he tried to warn her that she’d be putting herself in danger? But she didn’t care. She would just call him an idiot for caring, childish for wanting to protect her. She was such a strong woman and yet here she was, bleeding in his arms, growing weaker by every passing moment and it was all his fault. He felt tears prick at the corner of his eyes, his body trembling as he felt the wetness upon his hand. The only saving grace was that they had seemed to have lost their pursuers. The house was so close but she was growing weaker and weaker with each step. “Y-you have to stay awake”, he took a deep breath, trying to keep calm but feeling as though he was about to break down at any moment. He couldn’t afford to though. He had to remain strong. He had to get her back to the hideout. Maybe if he called Vanderwood he’d be able to do something? But what if the bullet was still inside of her? “I need to lift you...just hold on for a bit longer okay? Talk to me. Call me names... just stay awake”. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze before he shifted his arms up under her legs, pulling her limp form close to his chest as he hurried back towards the house. “It’s okay. We’re almost there”. He was no longer sure just who he was attempting to keep calm at the moment.
"No, my father run away from me because I was reminding him of my mother," she explained, not even feeling a bit of sadness as she was preparing the dinner for them both. "He knows how my mother truly was. And that's why he got scared. He loves me but he's terrified because my mother and I are abnormal, dangerous, we lack remorse & guilt. And the both of us are far worse than you are, who speaks of danger. True demons hide, Seven. True demons don't care about other people's life. You do."
Maybe the idea of getting her to speak more about herself to get the attention away from him was backfiring a little but when you were stuck in an apartment for days now and in one another’s space as often as this - it was difficult to not open up - given how she just brushed off his warnings and seemed to invade his space whenever she so desired. She drove him insane sometimes but there was also a bit of warmth there too - the knowledge that he was cared for. No matter how badly he’d messed up, how much danger he’d placed her in, how much hurt he’d caused to his brother - here she was, still talking to him, still caring for him - opening up in a manner that seemed somewhat robotic at times. She was hard to read sometimes but now that the topic had been suddenly switched to parents he found himself wanting to flee from the conversation as quickly as it had begun. That was one topic he didn’t wish to deal with. He dealing with enough at the moment. “…isn’t demon a little too harsh of a title? You say you don’t care about people’s life but” he paused and motioned to the meal she was making, to the chips and soda that had been bought just for him, to the blankets and pillows in the corner of the room where he worked so tirelessly, “You seem to care more than what you let on”. @chercnyn
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♡ - Rubbing their shoulders
Symbol Meme - Affectionate/Nice Edition
Alright but just how many different ways did he have to insist to be left alone before she would finally get the hint? His focus was still glued to the screen before him. The security system was secure and back under his control. All that was needed now was to find his brother - and yet there she was - touching him, rubbing his shoulders - trying to just let him know that she was there. Like he had any other choice in the matter. She clouded his thoughts too often, made him eat whenever he forget, spoke to him even when he was trying to ignore her… She was driving him crazy and he almost swore that she was enjoying this. He sighed and shrugged her hands off his shoulders. “… seriously. Just leave me alone already…” He already knew he was better off talking to the wall though, only sighing as hands once more started rubbing at tired shoulders.
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“I will do it. You rest.”
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Why was she caring so much!? He glared up towards her for a split second before his attention fell back to his screen, a small shrug of his shoulders the only indication that he had paid any attention to what had been said. Maybe ignoring her was the only way this would ever work for actively pushing her away didn’t seem to be nearly enough. Sighing, he pulled off his glasses and rubbed at his tired eyes. He felt as though he was ready to pass out at any moment now. Yawning, he reached over for his can of soda, only to be presented with a fresh cold can, Saeyoung glancing towards Chaerin for a moment as he took the can and turned back to the laptop. “…Thanks..” @chercnyn