#liiibervset

         “Oh Minnie...You weren’t supposed to kill me with sexy pictures. Ne, ne...these are perfect.”

     ❝Are you HEARING this right now?❞

To say he was nervous was an understatement - at only 23, Callen was fresh out of college with a Masters degree and 4.0 GPA in Biomedical sciences; the top of his graduating class. Now...he had been asked to speak. In front of a class. Fingers slid with ease through slicked back platinum blond hair as the boy checked his reflection for what felt like the 200th time. Black button up with all buttons buttoned correctly? Check. Black skinny jeans with a zipped up fly? Check. Un-scuffed black dress shoes and nicely tied white tie? Double check. At least he looked presentable.  Leaving his apartment, the walk to the University was a rather short one, but it felt like it took forever. Scheduled to arrive at 1 in the afternoon, he was nearly right on time, meeting with the teacher about 5 minutes before he was to speak. Callen just prayed to whatever God there be that he did a good job...and didn’t make a fool out of himself. Stepping in after the teacher, the blonde stood in the middle of the classroom, taking a quick bow - a habit drilled into him thanks to his Korean born parents. Clearing his throat, he gave a dimpled smile as his eyes scanned the room while the teacher explained to the class just who he was and why he was here. The spotlight was on him...and honestly, he kind of liked it. But it didn’t stop him from noticing a mop of dark hair paired with dark eyes; his own chocolate brown eyes lingering on them for a little too long.

//i love him too but n ot when his butt is in my face.......................

It wasn’t what Yoongi wanted to hear. What he wouldn’t give for Gull to just hate him, it would make it a hell of a lot easier to deal with this. The subtle shift of his heel against the concrete of the sidewalk that cut into the grass, his sight stayed glue in front of him anywhere but on the other. “You’re contradicting yourself.” He muttered under his breath, he stopped himself from going any further, the tangent derailing in his mind. The thought replacing it wasn’t even worth explaining. What would they understand anyways? “What makes you think I’m happy?” 

           ( ✉ → bae ) T___________________________TT            ( ✉ → bae ) im not doign ANYTIHNG witohut u            ( ✉ → bae ) it is illegal            ( ✉ → bae ) T__T__T__T__T__T why rnt u here            ( ✉ → bae ) i miss u ........i lov u