#seostart

            maybe he was never meant to have a normal life. maybe he had an addiction —  a problem nothing and no one could fix. no matter how hard he tried to turn that part of him off, he found himself crawling back to his old habits over and over again. dongwook couldn’t let that silver tongue of his go to waste. it kept his pockets heavy and blood pumping with that high. but sometimes, his luck runs out and he’s left with the taste of copper on his tongue and a bruised ego. “you didn’t have to stop that asshole back there,” he huffed, body aching with every breath. “now i feel like i owe you. i don’t liking being indebted to others.”

› + ❝ — … is her train really the one that JUST left ?! fingers pressing into her temples , rubbing small circles as she fixates on the billboard in front of her to see if there was any chance that she hadn’t missed it. ‘ wow fuck me. ’ a groan as she texts her friend to break the news that the next train wouldn’t arrive for a few more hours. in search of a temporary place to make themselves comfortable , the search turns up with absolutely all of the chairs too close to others. finding a corner , she leans against the wall && slides down until she’s sitting on the ground.

          “guess what happened to me today,” sora started off, not even letting the person she was speaking to say ‘what’, “i was eating ice cream and some fans came up to me so i sat with them and talked to them while i ate my ice cream and then as i was about to shove a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth i missed my mouth and fully hit my chin. i had ice cream dripping from my chin in front of my fans,” she laughed at the memory, “at least they helped me and gave me napkins to clean up with,” she shrugged, “so, how has your day been? anything as bad as what happened to me happen to you?”