#gaeuous

☆ ┇ —— DAVID BLINKED for a moment when she said those words before they were heading back home to her apartment. He couldnt resist taking her to the playground to go for one of the swings they had there. “ Oh come on, it will be fun I promise! “ He said meanwhile he tugged her left arm pulling her with him.

( ✉ → gaeun ) just deep in my thoughts. and you were the first person who came to mind. ( ✉ → gaeun ) don’t mind my weirdness, are you busy?

` ㅂ ´ ┊ Kim Kibum, a man infamous for nit-picking at every one and every thing, calling someone out for being a quote-unquote ‘critic’? He sounds like a hypocrite, a stone cold hypocrite. To be honest, the criticism hit  a little too close to home when she, in his opinion, berated idols for being rigid, robotic and manufactured. She wan’t entirely wrong, but she wasn’t entirely right, either. And when she apologizes, full bow and all, his expression melts, lips pressing into a thin line. “It’s alright... I just. You can say what you want but I think you should see it from both sides instead of one . It is not a crime to express feelings about something you’re unfamiliar with, we all do that, but it’s rather ignorant of you to speak based on assumptions alone when it comes to people. Real people and their real lives.” A frown adorns his lips, surprisingly impassive as he peels through some random health magazine. “I’m not mad at you, okay? I’m sorry, too. I shouldn’t have gotten so defensive without understanding what you were trying to say.”

[ → ✉ ] ~taste the rainbow~  [ → ✉ ] Maybe I should lay off the alcohol for a while.  [ → ✉ ] But hey, did you get home safe?

         Unsettled, that is what you can refer to while explaining Jinhong’s recent behavior. It has been going for weeks now -- the type of feeling that nothing in particular is wrong neither is it right and in the pit of his stomach something... something unexplained and unearthly causes the urge to sob or throw everything and everyone away -- and in his core he is simply upset, for no apparent reason -- he just longs for something unknown or perhaps nonexistent and it is evident in the way he has been pulling himself and his body towards the simplest actions and tasks of everyday’s life as of lately. Penitence fills his up as the scorn (or pout, or gloom, or impuissance, whatever his expression exactly is) becomes more patent than ever. He’s seated over the couch, but his body does not belong there. Could it be the duress he’s had from everything lately, or it being piled up to a point where it suffocates him? The only thing he’s certain about is that he should not be here, even if he hadn’t visited her in a while... it would have been better to remain distant than pull on such a facade and bother her with his nonsense. “... sorry --”

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