#kvmjjoo

“I can’t take this anymore!” Taehyung whined loudly, as he wiped the pearling sweat off his forehead. Turning towards the smaller girl, puffing his cheeks out, as he grabs the front of his shirt moving it back and forwards from his body to make some kind of air flow. “I know you said to wear all black to show people that we’re cool, but I think I’ll die before we prove our point!” He whinges as he hears the girl laugh loudly, herself in a similar state as he is in. Hot and sweaty but still smiling brightly nevertheless. “I’m sure you said something about shouting me ice cream too! Don’t think I didn’t forget that. And as soon as we get these ice creams that you are so kindly paying for, we will go swimming!” He nods quickly, hooking his arm with hers and walking in all the shady places happily as they move down the path in front of the beach. 

“That’s ridiculous!” she scoffed as she waved her hand at the other, trying her hardest to make her face look as serious as possible. “It’s probably happy it can roll around and see the world! Not all gumballs can do that, y’know.”

"Me?" Leo asked, his voice low out of habit. “Are you positive..?” He asked once more before scanning the outfit that he was currently in. Damn, he thought. Maybe this shirt really was the wrong one to wear. Slowly, he started to fluster at not only the sight of his clothing but at the word ‘hot’. The male rubbed the back of his neck before tipping his sunglasses down a bit to make eye contact with her and to observe their surroundings. No fans... or not yet. Had the female fan from earlier really recognized him, the two were going to be in some serious trouble. 

Leo pursed his lips as he pulled his cap down, eyeing his surroundings. “Hmm..” He murmured, “I think we’re being careful enough.” He said before chuckling low, obviously joking, “Just as long as you don’t mess it up.”

     “fine, you’re always the one that leaves anyways?!” vernon slams his fist against the wall and spits out the words. anger. he can’t feel anything else but anger. is this the nature of their relationship? they’re friends one day then the next day they’re not. leaving each other at least once a week. he comes by and they have fun, they do their shit and then they keep meeting through the week until guilt knocks on the door and they end up fighting. again and again. “if you leave this time don’t fucking bother coming back, got it?” and this time it almost feels as if he means it, as if she’s not going to return and ask him if he, too, regrets his words - as if it’s actually over. “go.” he hisses through his clenched teeth. “get out.”

You’re saying all this because you’re too kind. (’she chuckles and places both hands over her own cheeks) But now that you talked to me I will make you my friend~

                                                                                                                fin!❞

                                                                                                                fin!❞