#jeonephram

yas he was so good in the movie. love it, love his role, simply amazing.

If Junseo were ever to let someone teach him to cook using an oven and/or stove, light a fire in a fireplace, a cigarette, or even candles around him, that would be a huge sign of his trust.  If he actually verbally told them no, it’s okay, go ahead with it, I’ll be fine, encouraging something that actively terrifies him…it would be such high praise.  Such a thing would mean that Junseo felt absolutely safe with that person and trusted them completely.  It would mean he felt safe enough to let them start to write over his past.

A tall man stands at the opposite side of the cashier, he was looking over the menu. “Good day and welcome to Honey Cream! May I take your order?”

Junseo cocks an eyebrow.  “And what smoulder is it that you’re talking about exactly?  I know I’ve never used it on you before, Eph, so did I gain a reputation somewhere in the five days I’ve been around?  As for how I’ve done it, well that’s a trade secret that I definitely won’t be spreading around,” he chuckles, looking smug at the end of his speech.

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“Busy.” The word rolls off her tongue, thick with sarcasm that she doesn’t even try to hide. Narrowing her eyes at the other, she gestures towards the phone in his hands. “Can you not pause for a few moments just so you can try it?” The it in question is the mug of coffee that sits between the two of them. It may have seemed like a silly inquiry, but even though she was skilled at making alcoholic beverages and various types of tea, the art of coffee seemed to slip from her grasp. Pausing for a moment, her cheek comes to rest against her palm as she gives a slight huff. “Come on, Ephram, all you have to do is tell me if it’s decent. I know my 5 other attempts were atrocious, but I swear I’ve got it this time.” 

Junseo’s absolute favorite kind of kiss is when someone brushes a very soft one across the inside of either of his wrists.  It would be very easy to use this against him, since these types of kisses tend to make him all shivery and giggly and stupid.  Therefore, he would never, ever reveal it himself, so people will just have to get lucky and find it on their own.  He may not actually be as grumpy as he seems about it when they do.   

❝I– Ephram, what-❞ What kind of question was that to begin with? First off, when it comes to bedroom chronicles, he isn’t one to share(mainly because he has no chronicles to speak of) and he’d probably be as useless as that little metal stud near the pockets on a pair of jeans that don’t even reach your ankles. Perhaps he should just remain quiet as instructed, but how do they recover from the likes of such an intruding question? ❝I don’t even know why you’d be interested to begin with.. I rarely have time to breathe so don’t get to.. y'know- do stuff. Plus, I think that’s a little personal.. and embarrassing to talk about.❞