#dividestart

mj: someone save me from this isolation

Jae-Sung smiled awkwardly as he made eye contact with someone else, noticing that they had been looking at him. He blushed a little under their stare. “Yes?” He asked politely, wondering if they had something to say.

“Fuck you!” MJ shouted into his phone before hanging up aggressively and pocketing the device with a sigh. On impulse, he stopped to turn to the person closest to him with a smile. “I just got fired, want to blow my last paycheck on alcohol with me?”

hoshi: I FUCKED UP

“Watch this!” Hoshi wore a brave face as she swung on a branch, trying to pull her body upwards to climb the tree. Managing to hook one leg around the branch, she heard a snap before crashing to the floor. Blushing a bright red, she cleared her throat and straightened up with a shy giggle. “I meant to do that.”

“I don’t wear a shirt at home, so I’m not wearing a shirt here. If you have any complaints, please file them straight to my ass.”

After successfully putting up his tent, Jae-Sung felt quite proud of himself; and with a content smile, he picked up his acoustic and sat himself around the campfire area. The boy strummed the guitar lightly while singing a soft tune, the atmosphere of the night becoming very relaxing.

❝ I wish some people would understand me bending over is not an invitation to smack my ass. I know it's nice, but it doesn't belong to you. Is that too much to ask for? ❞