TEXT → 기범이!
CHOL: i regret not making a move.
CHOL: right now i really regret it and i can't stop thinking about it and how close we were and how good you are at kissing and
CHOL: WHAT AM I SAYING

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TEXT → 기범이!
CHOL: i regret not making a move.
CHOL: right now i really regret it and i can't stop thinking about it and how close we were and how good you are at kissing and
CHOL: WHAT AM I SAYING

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"taejoon!!!" kibum jumped on his best friend's back and playfully kissed the back of his neck. "what would you say when i tell you that i have a date?" ( sent by @dxlxgence )
taejoon furrowed his eyebrows at his best friend’s words, turning around to look at him with a little pout on his lower lip. ‘ you... you have a date? --- who’s the lucky pal’ ? ‘ the boy obviously didn’t pretend to sound jealous, but some way or another that’s the only thing he can express with his words at the moment.
━ 원우™ » “I don’t have time for a relationship. do you know how many books i need to read?”
/ @dxlxgence
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this is new. in the few years occupying this too small body, forced into a role too inferior for his tastes, kyungmin had never met another whose presence was akin to his brothers’, akin to him. it was disconcerting, discovering there were others of great power walking among humanity, but it was unsurprising. after all, he was walking among humans, was he not? “you know, you’re a first.” vague words spoken to the individual in a too casual tone, suspicion writ into tongue.
Marax feels the aura before he sees the angel, feels the radiance that he once had--a light that is unrivaled by any other energy source on Earth. He wraps his hand in a napkin before grabbing at the angel, yanking on his arm hard. ❛ Well... I hear you’re the Virtue who came down to escape Heaven. How do you like it here? I find that it’s quite the playground. ❜
@dxlxgence // <3 bc marax and dili should meet~

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﹢.╎ ⇢ there was a shooting star for : @dxlxgence.▹
「 song : tears don’t fall. artist : bullet for my valentine. 」
fingernails are digging into the palm of his hand, teeth slightly ruining flesh around his lower lip; minjun’s speech continues. ❝ the path I walk is in the wrong direction ... ❞ their relationship had always been toxicity and minjun was to blame, every time he messed up he felt it paining the other, ending up hurting himself. ❝ there's always someone fucking hanging on. ❞
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saeran wasn’t one for dates. she was often too busy, which her friends always thought was such a shame. but really, she didn’t mind it. she liked to absorb herself in her work, because to her, college was actually fun. but she wasn’t opposed to the idea of a date, particularly one set up by one of her friends. she trusted the other girl’s judgement.
but apparently she’d trusted it a little too fast. her date was an odd man, but he hadn’t seemed that way at first. he seemed kind, pulled her chair out for her, offered to pay for her dinner. but the waiter had accidentally spilled water on saeran. the girl hadn’t batted an eyelash about it, but her date had exploded. he stood up from his seat and punched the waiter right in the face.
saeran had yelled for him to stop, but he ended up with the police called on him and walking out in handcuffs. she was left blindsided and teary-eyed. she simply sat at her seat, blinking her bleary eyes, trying to collect herself after what had just happened.
( @dxlxgence )
"are you still throwing up these days? i hope not. seeing as how we have to kiss onstage.”
it was just the two of them in the main practice room. they always stayed the latest. everyone assumed it was because kibum and seunghae were chosen as the main leads for this season’s performance. it was ‘unconventional’ in the sense that it featured male leads, and had them as romantic interests. this wasn’t very common in the traditional ballet world, but the company director had visions for “breaking new ground” and whatnot. seunghae was the newest member of the dance company. he spent the past few years dancing in europe. he was stunned to be chosen as a lead so soon. his happiness was short-lived when he realized who his partner would be.
the last time they danced together, kibum and seunghae almost destroyed each other. that wasn’t just a figure of speech. kibum brought the best and worst out of him-- the best as a dancer, the worst as a human being. it would’ve been better if they were strangers. or just rivals. instead they were childhood friends turned rivals. carrying history of something good made this fucking worse. he should’ve done more research into this company. if he had known kibum was here, maybe he wouldn’t have--...no. seunghae still would’ve joined. because he wanted to learn from the famous instructor here. seunghae and kibum hero worshipped the hell out of that dancer since they were kids. now was seunghae’s chance to finally learn from him. so like hell was he going to let kibum ruin this chance.
seunghae swore in frustration as he stopped the practice by catching kibum’s wrist. he forced the other dancer to look at him. “you ever been in love? have you ever expressed it? because damnit, kibum. this--” he gestured to the space between them “--isn’t going to work if you don’t love me-- the character i’m playing. i don’t care what you do. pretend i’m someone else. but you can’t fake love. it’s the one thing the audience is an expert on everywhere.” seunghae repositioned his hands on kibum’s body to restart the sequence. “if it helps-- you can even call me by his name,” he whispered. “what does he call you?”