#rhapsvdic

   im sending this instead of leaving a note simple bc it’s   less time consuming for me. i wish i couldve stayed until   morning but i have vocal practice early. and yes i locked     the door behind myself so dont worry. later nerd. 

He looked down at the ground with a questionable expression on his face. Was he mad? Upset? No. Completely and utterly heartbroken like someone just killed his cat and now his heart is shattered in millions of non-repairable pieces? Yes. The sandwich he had worked so hard on– a perfect blend of tuna and mayonnaise with a few seasonings mixed in…on the ground. Uneaten. Such a tragedy. “It’s….okay……” He said in a mumble with a fake sniffle to better emphasize his act. “It’s cool. Totally cool..”

h i s question was honest, if she did meant that, he wondered why people always ask those things, instead of just living. it was hard for him aswell.

                 “ If anything, you’re more like 103! If I wasn’t so young and fit as I am right                    now, I doubt I’d be able to pull off any of my flips, don’t you think? “

Her eyelashes batted rapidly as the bright backlight of his phone strained her emeralds. She strained against the forced dilation of her pupils to sweep across his words once, then twice. With those exclamation points and his body language speaking louder than verbal words, Charlotte could feel the flames of dawn kissing the tips of her ears. Cleavage. Cleavage. Cleavage. She shoved his extended wrist away with what looked to be a short huff. The little pearl was draped head-to-toe in white lace and florals. How did he know she even had a sizeable chest to work with? Nevermind that! What gave him the gall to suggest it, in the first place? Her own pen flew as furiously over the notepad as he had been typing before. [ ✑Yeah, it'll say 'kiss my ass, oppa'. You're such a tool. Why even ask me if I want one, if you're just going to tease me? ] It was true that Charlotte had been curious ever since she discovered Chanyeol's newest ink, but she didn't feel brazen enough to brand herself with art, especially not Minsoo's art. Although he did have a way of bringing the boldness out of her normally fragile nature, almost challenging her to go to the extreme out of spite. She laughed, suddenly, at the notion of such vulgar words slandered across her forehead for all time. The ridiculousness of it had her stomach tightening, mouth unhinged in silent giggles and curled palm trying in vain to hide it.