#sofakinq

Looking at all the current options of what flight to take and to where, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and let out a sound Tae often made when in thought. “What place sounds best to you? Since money isn’t an issue--pick anywhere.” He wasn’t sure if somewhere beachy would be best or maybe somewhere with history. Mostly, what was needed was somewhere new no matter where it was. “Or should we just tell the ticket lady to surprise us? Although, she might be setting us up somewhere to be her murder victims. So, there is that to take into account.”

    ‘Stay focused.’ Soojin kept repeating in her head. This morning had started off on a weird note, with the incredibly graphic and wild dream she had in the night. She had woken up hazy and a bit unable to keep the dream out of her thoughts. Which was bad when there was someone else who could receive those thoughts. So, after two espressos and almost falling down the stairs she thought she was in the clear. She had went to dance practice and finished without thinking about it. Now she was home and cursing herself because she couldn’t go into her own kitchen. She had tried, but that was where the dream happened it caused--feelings. However, she was getting hungry and gave up, there was no way he wouldn’t hear this anyways. Feeling defeated, she entered the kitchen and thought of the least sexual food she could. “Cupcakes, those are tame.” She mumbled, mostly to herself. But when she went to the kitchen island to get out the cupcake tin; the dream came flying back into her thoughts. “Dammit!” All she could do was plead, put your headphones in you can’t hear this..really..

he’s been hiding beneath all the blankets he could find for at least an hour now, sulking like an overgrown toddler. as he heard the other’s footsteps coming closer to the bedroom, he only curled in on himself more, trying to hide as much as him of possible. “go away!! i don’t want to talk to you.” it was nothing more than a failed attempt to appear tough--- his voice sounding too small to actually deliver the message his words were carrying.

minseo; i am missing you, ‘saeng. minseo; where you at?

     Walking into the new surroundings, holding her purse in one hand, while the other were curved around her thin wrists. Haeun was taking a few deep breaths, kinda nervous for her first start as a teacher in the school. Heading towards the teacher's lounge, you could hear the clinking of her heels in the floor, but as she reached the door, her knuckles came in impact with the wooden door before slowly opening, where only to be found a single male in there, but she ducked her head into a bow rather quickly. "Hello.. I'm the new teacher, Haeun." 

   Chaeyeon: every time I see you, it's like..    Chaeyeon: Heart Eyes, Motha f****a ~

Sam: You promised.