#my cherry

I found the perfect Carlitos shoes!

C for charly, or carlos, or carlitos hehe

and a cherry for his last name, which translates to the cherry from arabic (al-karaz)

🍒☁️🎾

My cherry :3

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I think Harry would have a gut feeling something was wrong, but as much as he wants to pester her to get it out of her, he knows it wouldn't help.

He'd definitely remind her that she can always speak to him, and their close family and friends, but I think he'd also tell her that she has the option to see a therapist or counsellor.

And that he understood she may not want to speak to him, but it doesn't help to keep things bottled up!

He'd be extra comforting too, but not too much. He'd always remind her that he loves her, always make sure she is eating and getting fresh air and doing something productive each day. He'd hug her a little tightly every time just to make sure she knows.

16; when one person’s face is scrunched up, and the other one kisses their lips/nose/forehead

You are of half of mind to smack each and every single one of the boys as they step through the door. The house is an absolute disaster with clothes and dishes and all sorts of trash strewn about, and you cannot believe that Seonghwa actually let them leave this morning without picking up in the slightest. 

Hence why he’s on your hitlist too because this almost feels like a bad movie with the way things look at the moment. Kinda like a frat party crashed into the dorm then brought a whole football team who decided to unleash hell on the kitchen.

You are absolutely prepared to snap at them as you hear the vans pulling in outside, doors snapping open and shut, and their voices intermingling as they reach your ears. You fold your arms over your chest, inhaling deeply as you muster the courage to snap at them, and scrunch your nose up to further show your disgust with their actions. 

Then the boys burst in led by San, who greets you with a dimpled smile.

“Hey, were you waiting for us?”

“Yeah, actually we need to-” He lands a quick peck on the tip of your scrunched up nose and steps past you as though you didn’t just speak. Wooyoung follows behind him and presses a kiss of his own to your lips this time, and you don’t even have time to process what happens next. All you know is that each boy is coming through the door in a line, each delivering a kiss to your face as they pass by. Yeosang to your cheek, Mingi to the other, Jongho pecks your nose once more, Yunho lands one on your forehead, then Seonghwa and Hongjoong both hold your chin gently as they press chaste kisses to your lips in turn. 

They all continue on through the down without a care in the world whilst you can do nothing except remain rooted to the spot after the practical conga line of kisses. San peeks back around the corner of the hallway after a minute or so, eyes wide with curiosity.

“Oh, were you saying something earlier?”

ha it's actually hwa uve been takohwaki'd 😎