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@mixkris - [origin]:
[ ✉ → Squint #1 ]…….Sera are you drunk? [ ✉ → Squint #1 ] why are you texting me this at 1am [ ✉ → Squint #1 ] why are you drinking an entire pot of coffee!? at 1 am!? do you want to see the 4th dimension!?
[txt] 1. I do not drink. [txt] 2. I thought you were the detective in charge of the grocery store double homicide? [txt] 3. Hyperbole is often quite amusing.
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@mixkris:
[ ✉ → The suspicious one ] its just a massage…
[ ✉ → The suspicious one ] its not like they are gonna kill you with their hands
[ ✉ → The suspicious one ] dude, you are always jumpy…you need to relax.
[ msg ⇢ Detective Kris ] why are you insisting I get a massage [ msg ⇢ Detective Kris ] how did you even set this up [ msg ⇢ Detective Kris ] and I am relaxed u bastard [ msg ⇢ Detective Kris ] I’d be even more relaxed if I didn’t have to go through with this
[ ✉ ] AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
[txt] I suppose I’m very glad I’m not standing next to you right now.[txt] for my ears’ sake[txt] what’s going on?
problem?
@mixkris
TW BLOOD
even with wonwoo now valuing the safety and warmth of home over everything else, there’s still something oddly soothing about late night walks alone. don’t get him wrong— curling up in bed with good company and a hardback novel is an opportunity wonwoo would never pass up on, but sometimes, the only thing that can clear his mind is the crisp, night air and a little trouble making.
naturally so, too, given that whilst wonwoo can quite easily leave the house with no phone or cash, he can’t leave without causing any suffering while he’s out, and it’s barely been two hours since he stepped into the cold and he’s ruined two high school thugs’ friendships and broken a nose. (and sadly, gotten blood on his sort of clean jumper, so now he’ll have to wash it before he can wear it again. for fuck’s sake.)
he hides the stain under the sleeve of his boyfriend’s jacket, shoving cold fingers into the pockets. he kicks at a rock, rolling it along the ground until it hits another set of large feet in front of him. slowly lifting his head, he narrows his eyes in a challenge. “can I help you?” fuck, this bastard is even taller than mingyu. it’s not often that wonwoo feels small, but another’s size has never stopped him from picking a fight before. (maybe it should, but ‘reckless’ is wonwoo’s middle name. or maybe it’s ‘stupid’. who knows.)
