#oisuko

   “I am in no way the fucking Hulk.” His nose scrunches -- Connor is not a gamma-radioactive scientist nerd that likes having lullabies sung to him. Upon the prospect of cupcakes however -- his treat of course, the student finally has something to agree on with Suji, nodding his head. “Yeah, yeah okay. But you’re buying me an iced latte, okay?” 

( ; a flicker of curiosity clouds his features when the female opens her mouth to speak, but the spirit disappears and is soon replaced with confusion as he tries to make sense of the supposed term she had thrown at him. the language was foreign to his ears, fails to awaken the neural interstices deep within his mind. she’s doing this on purpose, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to understand. long lashes flutter shut as a breath of co2 is drawn from his lungs and elicits past pale, thin lips. he turns his head to face her, eyes narrowed once their gazes meet. ) ... ( ; he doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t know how to respond. he is not a native spanish speaker; knows little to nothing of the language. unwilling to give her the satisfaction of receiving the last word, he retaliates, and when he does, his tone is bathed in facile indifference. ) Fucking excuse you.

His shoulder clips clumsily against hers, sending the burning hot green tea to the ground and splattering against his own ankles. He yelps a little, hopping on his feet momentarily as he splutters apologies: “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” he tells her as he notices that he had made her drop her book, too. He reaches for it, one hand rubbing his ankle. “I’m sorry,” he continues, the morning breeze helping to cool his scolds, “I’m sorry, I’m no good in the morning.” 

【 📨 】 … shit. that would probably produce some awkwardness and probably some of those fake af ‘awww’s and ‘im so sorry’s that people seem to be so fond of when they’re not sure how to deal with stuff.

【 📨 】 … tell me that he looked very confused and you managed to get a picture of his face. that shit is funny as fuck.

"I took a blood oath that I wouldn't tell you what she said about you, but if you bring me some tequila and nachos, I might be inclined to break that oath." she nodded her head, glancing at the girl. 

( ` it was cathartic to release himself from the suffocating grip that life has of him, to which he is living the life as both a mundane civilian of South Korea and pawn of the hunter society. luhan, albeit his immutable disregard toward those around him, is stopped in the midst of his walk once the distant sound of a female’s voice reaches him and mulls over his thoughts, leading the immortal to break from his reverie and turn to face her. if he recalls correctly, she goes by the name of bae suji, a woman whose presence graced his life for a short period of time, but had left a great impact in its wake. he did not expect to see her, did not expect to run into her, and yet, there they were. he remains silenced – pale lips pressed upon one another as nimble fingers are habitually coil themselves around the guitar strap that hangs over his shoulder ( a newfound talent of his ). he tuts beneath his breath. it's been months, perhaps little over a year, since the two had last seen each other. ) Didn't expect to run into you out there, especially at this time of the day. ( ` and he pauses, onyx hued irises trace the outline of her visage from the corner of his eye, he notes the way the light from the lamppost above their heads highlights the contour of her features, making her appear twice as beautiful as she already is, however, he doesn't bother with a compliment. it wasn't in his nature to do so anyways. ) You haven’t been stalking me, have you?

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