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A PEEK INTO SEOL’S TEXTS WITH : 울 준쓰 || ACCEPTING!

an unintended consequence occurring after an event, especially an unwelcome one. see also: jina and @mmjunsu amidst one of jina’s blind rages.

𝐒𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆. jina’s all but slamming doors: dressed in devastation, anger and all the things in between that make her see red; that cause shadows to carve out streaks into her cheek from the tears she had hastily brushed away. vulnerability was a skin she wore well, but hostility fit her like a glove.

wood braces against wood as she crosses each and every threshold they owned, with no sign of the person she was searching high and low for. whether he was hiding very well or he truly wasn’t here. it was like a game of hide and seek, pursuing the hidden in the depths of their condo was frustrating and the longer it took to find junsu, the angrier she grew.

jina was furious, and self-righteously so. 

if her temperament could be akin to temperature, she was sure she’d be boiling over -- red in the face, steam comically filtered from her ears. but no, this wasn’t some comical fantasy land with happy endings and shallow life stories. no, this was real life and surely, at this moment, jina could only see the negatives in it.

starting with the fact that junsu -- oh, junsu -- had committed one of the most heinous crimes against her. 

a crime he would pay for right now: the scene opens up, a door unlocked and fingers curling around the knob. her frame, while small in comparison, towers threatening in the doorway as she stares at him head-on. a glower, of the sorts, marked onto his profile; bared teeth and all, jina was pissed.

@mmjunsu​ !

won iseul is not a crybaby.

sure, he may have cried when changmin and jiyi would run off and play without him, saying that he was far too little to join them. and sure, he may have cried when his parents wouldn’t let him keep the niffler he had found on his way home from school, and he had to be consoled for hours on end. 

however, he refuses to cry at this.

he trips on the way to history of magic, scrolls of parchment flying everywhere before scattering on the floor. or, a more accurate way to put it, is that someone sticks out their foot to make him fall. usually he would shake it off and consider it an accident ( his gangly limbs make it too easy after all ), but a sense of dread fills his stomach when he hears familiar snickers echo in the otherwise empty hall. 

it’s only been a month into school, and iseul thought that things would be different. that high school would be nothing like middle school where he would get picked on for the littlest things such as for being a goody two shoes, for saying sorry too much, even for breathing. quickly, though, he's come to realize that his life is just continuing to follow the same exact trajectory, and that nothing he could do would ever make it change its course.

his cheeks flush hotly with shame, and he can feel the telltale prick of tears threatening to spill over. he finds himself blinking rapidly to make them go away, head ducked down and bangs obscuring his eyes as he begins to pick up his belongings. 

iseul reaches to grab his homework, but a shoe stops him by stomping down onto his essay. he shrinks back, the rest of his books and things held protectively against his chest. he bites the inside of his cheek, voice caught in his throat and words already cracking.

✆ a morning text

 💌 junsu : 3:29 ᴀᴍ : do you think … that a patronus … could get pregnant

♔ an angry text

💌 junsu : 2:18 ᴘᴍ : KWAK JUNSU 

💌 junsu : 2:18 ᴘᴍ : i cannot BELIEVE this

💌 junsu : 2:19 ᴘᴍ : how DARE you leave me alone in arithmancy

💌 junsu : 2:18 ᴘᴍ : don’t talk to me for 3 hours      

☏ a vague text 

💌 junsu : 1:22 ᴘᴍ : i don’t think he knows

💌 junsu : 1:25 ᴘᴍ : i mean he wasn’t acting strange or anything

⁇ a worried text

💌 junsu : 2:59 ᴘᴍ : hey what’s up 

💌 junsu : 3:00 ᴘᴍ : i just woke up

💌 junsu : 3:01 ᴘᴍ : junsu why aren’t you picking up

💌 junsu : 3:05 ᴘᴍ : are you asleep???? 

💌 junsu : 3:11 ᴘᴍ : junsu ???????????????

♣ a text not meant for you

💌 junsu : 8:10 ᴘᴍ : yeah our report’s on what hippogriffs are and why we need them

💌 junsu : 8:10 ᴘᴍ : lmao ur not my groupmate 

💌 junsu : 8:10 ᴘᴍ : while we’re on the topic

 💌 junsu : 8:10 ᴘᴍ : what is a hippogriff and why do we need them  

✺ a sassy text 

💌 junsu : 5:42 ᴘᴍ : bitch ?????? does she think that’s actually better than me???

√ a long-winded confession text 

💌 junsu : 1:00 ᴀᴍ: okay i KNOW that you said it was fine but ive been thinking about it since the moment the words left my mouth and it was such a bitter and taste and i know that i said sorry but i just wanna appologize again and i m m j ust s o o srry i know that im an asshole but youre my onl y real friend and as much as i give you shit on everything youre the realest person i know

☠ a misguided advice text

💌 junsu : 3:36 ᴘᴍ : not that im an expert or anything but i think you just add everything and multiply it by twelve. i think.

☢ a desperate text

💌 junsu : 6:14 ᴘᴍ : JUNSU please PLEASE come to the library there are about a hundred BOOKS on astronomy

☼ a congratulatory text

💌 junsu : 1:22 ᴘᴍ : congratulations loser you actually got a higher score than me on arithmancy did you jinx it or something

✘a text that should never have been sent

accio — @mmjunsu !

alright, here. put these on.  ( ` he hands junsu his extra headset, tapping the mic even though he knows it’s working just fine. old habits do certainly die hard. ) it’s working fine, yeah ?

( ` he cracks his knuckles ( again, out of habit. ) as he waits for the webcam to boot up. it always takes longer than what he would deem as optimal. ) ( ` he makes a mental note to maybe sneak around the castle and take a look at yosul’s router sometime. or at the very least, perhaps bug his dad for an ethernet cable. ) ( ` he’s drumming his fingers and shaking his leg now, lips pursed as he stares at the spinning, digital circle on the screen. forever loading. ) ( ` everyone has virtues, albeit some more than others. patience, however, was one that sunwoo had always lacked. )

dude, the wifi here sucks. i mean it was never super good but like, i don’t remember it being this bad. ( ` he’s exaggerating, always having been one with a flare for dramatics when it comes to less than lightening fast internet speeds. ) ( ` it’s as soon as those words leave his mouth, though, that the webcam flickers on. his scrunched nose and exasperated eyes light up the display, staring straight back at him. ) yooo, finally ! okay, let’s get it.

( ` he scoots his chair over, beckoning junsu to move closer into the frame as he finishes setting up the stream. ) so i split the screen, your gameplay will be on the left half. you’re not nervous, right ? ( ` his grin is toothy, complimenting the mirthful glint in his eye in all of the right places. ) just act natural and don’t be a sore loser when i kick your little league ass in front of thousands of viewers. ( ` he’s only half joking, of course. )

you ready, dude ? i’m gonna start it now.

✆ morning text

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : good morning.

♔ angry text

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : your left your lunch in my office. funny because i don’t recall speaking to you today. did you seriously crash my office? do you think you own this place, punk?

♠ drunk text

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : sorry about twhat i said, you can always crahs in my office, yknow that right?

☏ vague text

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : what’s your sisters up to these days?

⁇ worried text

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : are you sick? my sisters said you seemed off today, do you need to come by my office?

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : actually never mind, i’ll come to you.

♣ text not meant for you

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : do us both a favor. lose this number.

✺ sassy text

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : how’s ju jak treating you? 

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : oh wait i mean baek ho

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : : )

√ long-winded confession text

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : you’re a good kid, and i think i’m lucky to know you, alright?

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : that’s it. that’s all you get.

☠ misguided advice text

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : if you like her just tell her, it’s cooler to be honest.

☢ desperate text

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : can you bring me a coffee, we’re out of beans. i’m going to die.

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : i don’t think you understand the severity of the situation otherwise you would have messaged me back already!

☼ congratulatory text

✉️ → ( ᴊᴜɴꜱᴜ ) : i hope you took me seriously today. i think baek ho is at the heart of you. congratulations for ending up there, it suits you.

✘ text that should never have been sent