#ghkiko

kiss meme { accepting; 

03. nose kiss

( ft. @ghkiko ) 

days off from the cafe are golden gems that even the workaholic hana ends up looking forward to them. it’s saturday night and tomorrow is the first sunday off she has in what seems like forever. she’s been working straight seven day week shifts since one of the cafe employees quit about a month and a half ago and for the most part, hana didn’t mind doing so since she didn’t have anything else to do anyways but she also isn’t going to pass up a free day just like that. 

dressed in all white, from the midriff-bearing crop top, the faux leather leggings and stiletto ankle booties, the intricate golden detail of her mask is the only pop of color in her ensemble. she looks like she’s dressed to kill but that part of her has already been buried in the memories of the past and tonight, all she wants is some clean good fun. 

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she quickly clutches her heart, deciding to act far more dramatic than their current situation called for. despite knowing this fact for a while, sooyoung hardly saw the point in missing out on such a fun opportunity by treating it seriously. with eyes widening, her tone is nothing short of distraught when she speaks up. “wait, what? what do you mean he ‘isn’t real’?”

kiss and tell (status: accepting!)

–4. forehead kiss

kiko has always intrigued alpha. from the way she moves, to the way she presents herself in every day society- so stable, so serene in spite of her countless murders, in spite of everything. really, it should make him bitter. he should resent her for being able to control herself in ways alpha has yet to learn. yet, for some reason, all that he feels when he looks at her is admiration. 

if he were to cannibalize, he’s certain the little bits of sanity he has left would slip through his fingertips and he’d get himself killed faster than he’s already on track to. thinking about it sends a little thrill down his spine, has his mouth watering for reasons he doesn’t quite want to think about (he’s always been self destructive, but he’s not eager to go out unless it’s with a bang). 

he’s drawn back from his thoughts when she shifts in her seat, hazy gaze focusing once more. she looks so at peace, writing away in this sickeningly quaint owl cafe- it’s not alpha’s scene, god knows, but if this is where she prefers to hang out then so be it- and he almost feels embarrassed at his own eagerness to meet up with her again. it’s probably a little bit unhealthy to be so fucking interested in another person, but alpha has always adored habits that leave him dizzy. 

of course, his free time dwindles all too quickly, as does the amount of time she’ll allot him to annoy her, and he rises from his seat. he’s not quite sure what possesses him to do it, but he’d later blame it on a need to extend his gratefulness to her for allowing him to spend time in her presence, when he bends at the waist and presses a gentle kiss to her forehead. 

“thanks for putting up with me again today, hope writing’s goin’ as well as you want it do.” 

@ghkiko

The gallery was filled with ghouls from high society. Gourmet coffee was served around in test tubes, a theme of mad scientist going around in the gallery before the picks of the day will be shown on stage. Jiyong was not interested in playing auctioneer today, hence he was enjoying himself seated a few stories above the crowd, silently sipping the crimson liquid from the wine glass.

Of course... It was not wine he was drinking.

What was meant to be a routine night however turned out to be quite peculiar, courtesy of someone sneaking into the building. Pulling down his mask down over his face, the smiling dragon covering his features.

He jumped upwards to the rafters, where he spotted the intruder. She was clearly female, he noticed and he moved over to her in a friendly manner.

ask meme: club penguin bansstatus: accepting

She had no idea where the idea came from, and why she thought the other was going to do it. The only sign left that she had eaten an ice cream was the napkin that came wrapped around it. The paper’s destiny, also known as a trashcan, stood some dozens of feet away. Her free hand reached for the other’s arm so they could both stop. A bright smile took over her face to announce her quickly developed thought. Though she let go of the arm a second after touching it, not wanting to forceful.

“Come on, let’s have a race to the trashcan!” Nayeon pointed at the other’s own napkin hiding behind a tight grasp. Then she pointed at her own between her fingers. The girl did not give much time of thought before she was already standing in position. Some people may see her acts as childish, but she simply saw it as living the moment. “I’m going to count it down, okay?”

“3”

“2”

“1-”

club penguin sentence starters: accepting!

he’s neither defensive or argumentative on topics that he probably should be. at least for a young man of his age, being called out of his fashion sense--or lack there of--should be felt as an insult. but instead he simply stares blankly at the older female, lashes brushing against his cheeks as he slowly closes his eyes and stares down at his plain white t-shirt and black sweats. the articles of clothing should have been sent to retirement long ago but for whatever reason he keeps them.

he shrugs, quarter-lidded hues answering kiko’s words with an unspoken “and?” before he resumes playing on his phone.

club penguin ask meme ( status: accepting! )

“i’m sure that’s exactly why you’d be locked up,” alpha snorts, stirring his coffee idly. it’s been weeks since he was first able to finally, finally get a chance to sit down with kiko, and so far she’s done nothing but supply him with sarcastic answers to genuine questions. it’s driving him up a fucking wall. 

yet he would never even dream of expressing that irritation, because not only is she capable of killing him without so much as breaking a sweat, but he’s also determined to get onto her good side. he’s pretty sure the absolute last way to get onto someone’s good side is to continuously piss them off and then get frustrated over it. positive, even. 

“but really, there’s gotta be some kind of merit to all the stories people tell about you,” he continues after taking another sip of his drink, eyes sparkling in delight. “i mean, there’s no way you get a reputation like that from just having killer brows, y’know?”