#dustitute

“ you’re not? “ jungmo tilts his head to the side slightly- normally people were frightened of him when they caught sight of his fangs. he was never openly hostile towards humans, hell, he ran a cafe for their co-existence but…there are occasions where he likes playing the villain, even if he has no ill intent. “ you know, you should be. i seem nice now, but what if i decide to bite that pretty neck of yours, hm? “

❝ it’s very unsafe to walk through an alley way at night  -----  you never know what kind of beggar or psychopath is waiting for you further down the way. ❞   he spoke up the minute he saw the figure out of the corner of his eye, coming closer to him in the alley.  it was all too cliche, really;  someone taking the alley way as a short cut in order to get home quicker and most of the time, the one using it for a short cut ends up not coming out of the other end.   ❝ i would suggest using a different way. ❞

Taeyong looked at his ward curiously. “Do I really remind you of... red wine?”

             he’s already reaching for the remote, fumbling in the darkness as his eyes try to adjust. “of course.” victor wasn’t really a fan of scary movies anyway, more so the type to appreciate a romantic film or something safe. like cartoons. “what would you rather watch?? i have a bunch of movies in my bedroom. most of them are kind of SAPPY, though.”

the male said, blinking as he stared at his phone with much intent. it wasn’t until the other asked for his opinion ( or rather asked a question ) over a topic that hoseok was now questioning himself. ❝if i’m wrong --- we have this handy-dandy thing called google.❞ he uttered, snorting a laugh before shaking his head. 

“about some stupid stuff i did back in new york. finance troubles, hanging around with bad crowds--- nothing illegal but just... heavy stuff. they’re not my finest moments.” her eyes felt dry and cracked, she was sure she looked tired but it was beginning to ache in her bones now. she hadn’t slept for some stretch now. with a glance, she looks to a boy who almost embodies the word disheveled in visual form. “and you look as bad as i feel.”

        ❝ it’s honestly weird to be here. why are we here again? ❞ nathan asked with a look of distaste on his face.  ❝ are you seriously making us spy on them? that’s ridiculous. just get over it! forget it! done! let it go! ❞ // @dustitute