“WHERE have you been?! I’ve been waiting for hours!”

“Uh” he replied unintelligible as he flashed her a guilty look before he averted his eyes back to the cinnamon roll in his hand. “I hope not?”

Celine sighed, emerging from their apartment kitchen with two glasses of wine, “That’s true but come on, not worth getting those pretty hands of yours stained.” They had just come back from the club, much too early, after a verbal fight had erupted between them and another man, whose wandering hands seemed to find them attached to Celine’s breasts.

like a spring goddess. [ xx ] 

She lets out a small hiss as she stretched around her wrist, scrunching her nose from the small ache she felt whenever she moved it. She rubbed over it to try to rid of the feeling from just falling on it, thankful she didn’t fall on the hand she paints with. “I’m fine, I’m fine,” she releases a breathy chuckle, reaching out to retrieve her spray paint cans that fell from her grasp when the lady in front of her accidentally ran into her. “I’ve been in worse, trust me.” She raises her aching hand, ignoring the slight pang of pain as she waved it a bit to convince her she was alright. “I’m fine, see?—   Just be careful next time.”

She’s been waiting for the day that they could see the stars from just outside her window, but she didn’t want to do it alone. Dragging Minseo with her was close to the best idea she could manage, but the brightest of stars were seen late at night, when both were dead asleep already. Chanhyun had awoken and she’d urged her friend awake, brewing coffee in the kitchen, because it wasn’t only Minseo who needed it to stay awake. Practical zombies watching the stars--beautiful. “I gotchu, girl. I need the coffee equally as much.”

@revelrium