#mitaeyeon

despite being a lover of the great indoors, of peaceful nights in with a novel between his fingers or the hum of the television in the background as he falls asleep, snuggled up somewhere warm, wonwoo often finds a certain fun in roaming the streets in the dark of the night looking for trouble. an adrenaline rush, a feeling of justice, just plain being a pain in the ass; it was all just something to pass the time for wonwoo. a little bit of fun to make the nights not feel as long and his existence a little more exciting. 

tonight is a quiet night. a disappointment, really, but he had nothing better to do — or at least, nothing more thrilling. he shoves his hands into his jeans pockets roughly, feeling the change at the bottom and wondering if he should get a drink and drop a few surprises in the glasses of those around him just to give his night something worth coming out for. ultimately, he decides it’s not worth it. he could spend his money on far better things, and it seems lousy to have to settle for less than what he wants from his outing. he wants something unpredictable, something intriguing. 

he sighs as he rounds a corner. this part of the city isn’t the safest place to be wandering the streets at this time, but wonwoo’s part of the reason why this is the case, so he thinks he’ll be fine. what on the streets could possibly pose a threat to shadow, after all. 

“if you say so.” though he knew it wasn’t. his eyes trailed down the gash running down the women’s pale skin of her arm; a frown formed on his lips. it’s not that he really cared as to why it happened, or that it did at all. but he disliked the way that others did their work. 

looking down at the gushing crimson leaking from the gash on his leg, it finally registered in his mind that he was, indeed, bleeding. “oops?” he laughed it off nervously, hoping the female wouldn’t make a bigger fuss over it. “i tripped?” his answer sounding more like a question than a statement as he tries to wipe the excess red with his sleeve. 

Injury meme ♣ ;; status: accepting

the night has finally arrived, that night they both agreed to have a sleep over at taeyeon’s place. once everything was settled -- she finished her take home tasks and fed fluffy, she finally drove off to the latter’s place. she had been there a few times already so aster already knows the way. it didn’t took her long to arrive on taeyeon’s door step. she stood there in silence for a while, contemplating whether she should give her friend a text or she should knock. aster decided to give the door a knock, since she assumes the latter was expecting for her arrival any minute now, given the fact that it was already eight pm -- the time they agreed to meet up. hopefully, taeyeon was already expecting her presence.

(   █░ how do you deal with betrayal? )

MAGRITTE ♣ ;; Would you rather fall in love once and have it last forever (while wondering if there was something better) or have many relationships (but never settle)?

Mitaeyeon ; Carried on from here

His eyes flicker down to her as soon as she begins to speak, before his eyes looking towards the door of the closet they were now hiding in. Trying to listen to see if anyone was coming their way. He did however listen carefully to her speak, even if it didn't seem like it. Trying to multi-task and failing miserably, he looks back to focus on her, he mad as well it wasn't like who they were hiding from would ever find them in there. A smile bursts through on his lips, and he lets out a huff of laughter but never anything more then this. That was something everyone seemed to say towards him, was he really that tall? And it always made him laugh because well he was tall and that was that. He awkwardly moved his arm to itch his neck and finally he spoke to her. “Is that a bad thing?” His words are blunt, blunter then they had ever been. But he was drunk so it couldn't he helped. especially when with a pretty girl.