#mingvs

i know i keep getting in trouble and hurting myself and i know you won’t always be there to patch me up. and i am so fucking terribly sorry for assuming that you always got time for my shit. i’m not actually saying that i expect you to be there - i’m just saying i’m wishing you will. but the world won’t grant every wish i have so i will understand when the day comes and i’m standing outside your house and you won’t let me in. of course, i hope that day isn’t coming anytime soon. i’m sure ( since you’re studying medical shit and whatever ) that you have a slight perception of the effects of using drugs. i won’t lie, i’ve tried it. and it’s kind of a nice feeling. your body goes numb for a moment and you feel like you’re in the best place ever. it’s just silence, calming and soothing away all the problems in your life. please don’t tell my mother i did drugs- she’ll fucking kill me. but anyways. the drugs. i get the same kind of satisfying calm feeling when i spend time with you. when you’re completely quiet on my couch and i’m upside down playing video games. you truly are one of the best friends i’ve had and i’ve learned from you that helping others is important. i am sorry that i don’t do as much for you as you do for me. maybe one day i’ll make it up to you. maybe. until then, please don’t go.

[ text → min ] you make me sound so awful ヽ(●ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ●)ﾉﾟ [ text → min ] it’s not that i didn’t want to hang out with you [ text → min ] it’s not like thaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.  [ text → min ] i’ve been busy. but come meet me for coffee, ya butt. [ text → min ] it’ll be my treat.

This probably wasn’t the first time when she gave him money to buy something that he really needs, like a survival kit and he ended up with a toy in his hands. She couldn’t do anything but just sigh and look at him. In a way, it was hers fault, she fell for his magic. “But $90 is a lot.. I swear to God, next time you can cry me a river and I ain’t giving you a cent..” Yuki frowned, like come on, her job isn’t easy too, she has to sit there in front of a camera and stuff her mouth with food, then she has to spend her “balloons” on more food and eat again and knowing that someone spent her money on toy wasn’t pleasant. “Once you get paid, I want you to bring me the money, got it? Bring it to my home in a nice envelope and stop buying toys.. Invest in something big! A car!” Starting to talk like a mom, she nodded her head sharp. 

     "are you going to be this late when you get a girlfriend too or--" vernon sort of snaps, voice a little deeper as he clears his throat and spits out the comment before looking up at his taller friend. taller and older yet not a single page smarter. fuck. but it seemed like he had at least tried his best to make it - effort is a plus in vernon's books - so for once the younger boy decides to cut him some slack and just lay back with the rude comments. "c'mon i know somewhere else we can go." reaching out, he pinches some of the fabric of mingyu's shirt and pulls him along - away from the bus stop and the buildings behind it. "hurry."