#minxygi

“Oh no, I’m completely aware of how it sounded,” Maddox nodded a bit, shrugging as he looked at Yoongi. “I don’t know if I’d go so far as to say that I’m a philosopher, but it’s always one hundred percent possible that I’ve had one too many rounds and that I’m trying to figure out the problem. Whatever that problem might end up being,” he hummed softly as he thought about it. “I don’t remember what we were talking about,” he admitted, blinking confusedly.

     “ easy for you to say! you got to hang out with him. ”     and yes, sik refuses to even think of actually moving forward, just a few more    ‘ clues ’     to uncover and he knows that leon’s about to get wrecked and definitely not in that pleasurable way. feeling the coolness of the beer can was actually relaxing to him so he sighs prior to turning his head to face hyde and grabbing a cushion to smack him lightly because he’s not about to get beer on him.     “ that’s it. i’ll never move on from here, this is my fate, to keep leon alive. ”     dramatic sik.

yeongsik sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. yoongi’s obliviousness and naivety to all of this was frustrating, but yeongsik knew that he wasn’t to blame for it. he cut another flower stalk, ignoring the omnipresent mean whispers of your greed will ever destroy as he tried to find fitting words to present yoongi. “you don’t understand.” he knew he wasn’t letting the other understand much. “i’m not who you think i am. your picture of me is something i decided to let you think, what i showed you, but that’s only a small good fraction of all the bad that lies underneath. i will break you for my own benefit, and i’ll most likely not be sorry about it much. i’m giving you a fair warning.” it was inevitable, even if yeongsik consciously didn’t plan on doing it. it was always how things went, and there was no way around it, a curse inflicted.

3. i have two huge boxes full of jumpers/cardigans/hoodies. i actually need to stop buying new ones but i cant help it. i see a cute one and i immediately buy, not caring about the 20+ ones i already have at home. 

With pursed lips, he sat a few stools down from him and ordered what he wanted, mumbling a thank you when he got his whiskey. He turned his head just enough to glance at the other as he took a sip of his drink, brows raising slightly. “Hm, short motherfucker.” He mumbled more to himself than anything and couldn’t care less if the other heard him. Though, he would be pretty happy if it did reach the ghouls ears. Maybe it would make things in the boring bar a little more interesting. 

“Is there something bothering you?” she asks as she takes a sip of her coffee. She just wanted to see if everything was alright for the male or not. She was here if he wanted to talk about his troubles. “You seem nervous and spacing out, so that’s why I’m asking. You’re welcome to share what’s bothering you if there’s something bothering you.”

          The girl’s eyebrows furrowed as she watched him double over, and she quickly stepped over to him and gently placed a hand on his back, leaning down to look at him. “Shit, dude, what happened to you? Get over here, sit on the curb.” She gentle guided him down. “You better not die that’d look awful for me.”

“true....” chanhee pierced his lips slightly as his mind started to wonder. though he was the type to not stress out easily, the events that has been happening in the past few months somehow decreased his stress tolerance. perhaps it was because he doesnt have much time for himself these days to distress and it got to the point where his “jar was now full”. whatever the reason, he just wanted all the stress to be gone so he can live life like how he did before. letting out a heavy sigh, he reached for his iced americano and started sipping it.  “in the plus side there’s one less person to kick my back i guess...” chanhee mumbled and placed his drink back on the table. sinking in his seat a bit, the male looked at the other as he raised an eyebrow at his question. chanhee gave yoongi a light shrug, not knowing how to answer his question. “i dont know... i just feel like i havent thanked you enough.” he nodded slightly. “you can hit me with anything since i’m getting all sentimental though....”