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“That wasn’t me.” Asher made a face and scanned the area with his eyes. It clearly smelt like fart and he was 101% sure that it wasn’t him. “Maybe it was you. But damn it smells so bad, I think I’m gonna throw up.” His voice was louder than usual, trying to make whoever farted feel guilty and do something to freshen up the air again. Looking up at the other, he stuck his tongue out of disgust and made all the disgusted faces he could.

Winter Starter Sentences

“ I’ve been eating pretzels, they’re so good. Have you ever just opened a bag of salty pretzels and you can’t stop eating them? They’re sooooo good. I want to make love to them…you heard nothing!”

    { ☼ } –   ❝ Oh… no! ❞

    He balks, backs up, and blinks. Because when he’d told the elder she could take a dip into the pantry while he was preoccupied with changing out of his practice attire before they went about business – he didn’t expect her to find that packet of pretzels. They were the forbidden fruit in Bangtan’s Eden, but they weren’t God’s fruit, they wereYoongi’s. Min Yoongi, who seethed when anyone even breathed near what was his.

     ❝ N-N-Noona… If you don’t throw up those pretzels back in mint condition before hyung gets home, we might now be alive anym – ❞ But he’s ever so conveniently interrupted by the turn of the key from the front door, his face running cold.

    Point blank, they were doomed.

    { ☼ } –   ❝ Cypher Pt 4 : Rolling In The Metaphors, cue! ❞

    It’s mundane by now, their 4AM fiascoes, and by fiascoes he means their dusk ‘till dawn roster of lyricism. It’s routine, both of them stewing over cups of coffee ( well, coffee for him, Yoongi was more bitter about the drink than the drink tasted itself ) and musical bars in conundrum spirit, the illumination of the monitor in the practice room making their cheeks glow and their tired eyes water. The younger male lifts a finger, pointing to a lyrical line in question.

     ❝ Still. This is questionable, don’t you think hyung? Not so much rolling as it is… crashing and burning. Why don’t we change it? ❞

It was another one of those nights for them: the crunch time of  questionable necessity. Despite having a new album approaching quickly, it was more of a coincidence that the two of them had been working until such hours. As of late, it had become more common for Yoongi to be accompanied by his groupmate for his late night  hours working on music, whether for his own purposes or for the  group in its entirety. 

The remnants of their late night snack lay strewn across the  table out of sight, a messy combination of boxes and undisposed paper and plastic wrappers. In the midst of yawning he saw the other’s hand extend across his field of vision towards the screen right in front of him. His brows quickly rose before they knit  together, seeing that the other was questioning his word choices once again. Despite his explanation, the other still objects, earning him a tired sigh from Yoongi.