Jun 11, 2015
the last picture tho of him with the mic I'm crying
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the last picture tho of him with the mic I'm crying
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I would hurt you or use you. | you unsettle me. | I dislike you or you annoy me. | I would like to get to know you better. | I pity you. | you confuse me. | I feel indifferent towards you. | I would be friends with you. | I would fight by your side. | I would hug you or hold your hand. | I would kiss you. | I would sleep with you. | I would lie for you. | I would protect you. | I would fall in love with you. | I would kill for you | I respect you. | you are my family. | I don’t know you.
Having just been literally shoved from the bar, Jaejoong collides into another body. He's in the midst of laughter and doesn't have a qualm about slinging his arm around someone's shoulders to keep him upright from falling. Apparently the bar he'd been at didn't approve of people getting too naked. . . Which is why he's now shirtless out on the sidewalk with an arm slung over some random person's shoulders. "Heyo! Heh~ Sorry for the crash there hmm~ I lost my shirt, you got an extra?"
Cloudy skies on rainy nights were his favourite nights to prowl for the perfect hunt. It wasn’t too warm nor was it too cool, the temperature was just perfect with a mist buzzing over his body. Unfortunately though, the night was quiet with the pairing of rain. Less and less umbrellas came into sight, desperation began to sink in a little deeper. Instead of surrounding himself with the high class buildings stretched tall he lowered his standards elsewhere, to bars filled with miserable men and women where he was almost too sure that someone perfect would be waiting for him. With a cigarette dangling from between his lips and his body lean, drenched in layers of noir that clung to his skin; he tucked his hands into his pockets as he walked through the lonesome district.
Faint laughter was heard from all buildings he passed, a few kittens meowing alongside stray dogs barking added to the misery lingering in the air. As he raised his hand to draw out his cigarette from between his teeth a collision had him stumbling nearly off the street, the cigarette falling from his lips and sparkling against the ground. Annoyance breaking through in a huff followed by a sharp turn of his head he stared at the barely dressed man draped over his shoulders, the back hairs of his neck standing tall as he shoved them off of him. “Get your fucking drunk ass off of me.” Words hissing through his teeth he staggered back to get a better look at his soon to be victim, his heart sinking and pain sharpening through his chest when their face came into view–oh no, not a copy of what was once lost.
Japanese Green Tea
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Vartouhi had seen him in the crowd and tried to bolt away, the incident with her bath in his tub still fresh in her mind. But she’d just ended up tripping over a bench in her haste to push through the crowd, and he’d come to her side to lift her up by her upper arm. She’d been sure she was in for something unpleasant, and he surprised her when he took her into a nearby cafe to order two mugs of Japanese green tea. When he sat down with her, he didn’t look particularly angry, either. Still, she blushed profusely, and stared down at her tea. “I... ah... I am... sorry for the other day...” she mumbled.
bathtub ( if this is too weird bc they're too much of strangers or something then you don't need to answer it lol maybe make it just some public bathroom incident instead? 8D )
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Vartouhi froze momentarily at the sound of footsteps, but she noticed it too late. The door to the bathroom swung open, and she was already standing to hide behind the curtain. (Though it would do her little good to hide the fact someone was there, since the water rippled.) She waited for his confused grunt before she tapped into her powers, and in one swift movement, she propelled herself past him and out the bathroom door while a towel flew off the rack to wrap around her. Vartouhi bolted for the window, opening it before she reached it to jump out into the night air, teeth chattering as the wind rushed past her wet skin while she flew away.
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