Jan 8, 2017
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[ ❁ ] — response for @nocties from here!
❝yeah, another hour for sleep. so stop bothering me, oh goodness.. i wanna sleep.❞ grunting under her breath, she adjusted her small travel pillow and proceeded to her slumber when aiden chose to blabber something again. the female sighed to herself this time; he just couldn’t shut up and that’s what she clearly proved that day. she pitied him knowing that the baby threw up on him, although she can’t deny it was an amusing scene as well. one thing he was right about, the smell. it soon struck her and all she could do was breathe through her mouth, however it still felt uncomfortable.
❝that’s not my obligation! clean it up yourse--❞ oh great, his threat worked. because who would want to be hugged by a person showered with vomit? no one. which was why soa pursed his lips shut and immediately took the tissue box and pulled a few to help the male with his current awful situation. ❝fine fine, just don’t hug me. i swear if you get close to me even an inch i will snap your neck off.❞ her hands continued to wipe the disturbing matter from his shirt until her patience suddenly bursted.. ❝this won’t do.. you’ll smell the whole trip. go change your shirt. ugh, you smell disgusting.❞
@nocties.
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(sms) i didn’t need to know that vulgar information >:| (sms) did you try to put on some earphones... (sms) are they that loud? (sms) alright, fine. (sms) update me, i guess. i got nothing else to distract myself. (sms) you are living. you’re breathing.
delivered: 2:55 am to: aiden
[ text ]: I just got mistaken for a porn star.
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[ ✉ - paps ] ….WTF BY WHO?[ ✉ - paps ] i always wondered why you looked so familiar…now I know gdi[ ✉ - paps ] Is that what you secretly do when you suddenly disappear-
assumption : you love mimi more than you love me.
> [**ANONYMOUSLY MAKE AN ASSUMPTION ABOUT ME AND I'LL CONFIRM/DENY IT**> ](http://ohlinas.tumblr.com/post/155309548090/anonymously-make-an-assumption-about-me-and-ill)> STATUS: ACCEPTINGI mean, you’re not wrong. Speaking of which, I'm counting down the days till I finally get to meet her. When exactly will that be?
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[ text; ] don't freak out but i'm in the hospital.
text message starters pt. 1⤷ status : accepting !
( ✉ ⇢ GUITARBOY 아이덴 ) WHAT ( ✉ ⇢ GUITARBOY 아이덴 ) HOW ( ✉ ⇢ GUITARBOY 아이덴 ) WHY( ✉ ⇢ GUITARBOY 아이덴 ) IM ON MY WAY, WHICH HOSPITAL ???
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send me a 😍 and I’ll find a picture of your muse’s faceclaim that I really like
Well, well...despite being my so---little boy, I got to admit that you are truly handsome. I just have to pick one where you look cute, though, because that is what you are to me. Adorable.
@nocties :
❛ are you even supposed to be here at this hour ?? ❜ little aiden knows about the rules idols —— or soon to be idols or god knows what else, need to follow in order for everything to go the way it is supposed to. little he knows, generally speaking, actually. either way, something seems to be fishy and he is so ready to attack the other with as many questions as he can. in fact, that so called father figure he tries to ( but never manages to ) pull on his friend has to be of any use even though aiden can easily be characterized as naive, impulsive, silly and even weird in most of the cases —— nothing similar to the said father figure, but the age difference has some sort of effect on their friendship. ❛ no sleeping on the table, you silly thing. go to the private booth, at least. i’ll get there too with some coffee and maybe you tell me what happened that you’re out so late, hm ?? oh and by the way, you owe me. ❜ a friendly smile stretches the boy’s lips as he stands up and tugs onto her arm ever so gently in order to point the way to the said booth —— good thing that the bar isn’t all that packed as it used to be the previous nights, so bumping into random strangers isn’t that much of a problem anymore. yet his shift is. she caught him in one of his twenty minutes break in between songs, but perhaps there’s a way. until then, he needs to get the said coffee which isn’t that difficult, so only five minutes later ( five minutes out of twenty now ) he’s making his own way to the booth where he finds the poor girl half asleep with her petite head resting on the hard surface of the table. ❛ wake up, sleeping beauty. got your coffee. ❜
“probably not. i should go home and sleep but---” she finishes her sentence with a shrug. so it’s evident that jinny had gone out to sneak some time for herself--- but what’s wrong with that? despite the small break she’s garnered for herself, she still had to attend her daily training. and although not as rigorous and hard as her days would usually go, she’s still plagued with fatigue that she’s sure is apparent fro the way she slouches against the cold, empty table. a long protest of a whine falls against her lips and she even stomps her feet gently against the ground, head turning just the slightest so she can look up at the male. there’s a familiar throb in the back of her head that dulls its way through her system, sniffing softly as she asks, “owe you with what?” she murmurs with a raised eyebrow, fingers grazing against the fabrics of her shirt as she tugs it down against her figure. she could owe him alot of things all at once--- time, most importantly, because she’s guilty as charged in being too busy to even drop by and say hello. yet she’s doing it now to make up for it, right? no matter how exhausted her day had been, a promise is still a promise after all and she will not go down to break her words. a minute of emptiness and her question goes unanswered before she shakes herself from the slumber that she’s threatening to fall into, the music of the bar suddenly swarming and filling her senses in--- along with the scent of dark coffee. the warm steam is enough to wake her up and she’s slow to pull herself up, stretching both hands overhead before muttering, “i wasn’t sleeping! i was.... resting my eyes!”