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❖ Describe their hands.
The hand is one of the most complex appendages in the human anatomy. Woobin's hands have seen and done more things more than one could possibly imagine. While they are strong, they are also gentle. Calloused, but soft. Firm, but tender. Unfortunately, they are also stained with blood that he could never wash off.
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[ sms ➟ yifan ] Sometimes when I lay awake at night I wonder if anyone be affected if I just, you know, disappeared.[ message sent to drafts! ]
Restaurant.
Send me “Restaurant” and I’ll write a drabble where our muses are on a date and one of the following happens...
14. the restaurant is closed when our muses arrive
Sull Hee had been set up on a date, allowing her employee friends to do so. They always complained about how she “needed” a man in her life. It didn’t make sense to her as to why they cared, she’s lived without one for this long, why would she need him if she’s fine? But a part of her wanted to have that experience, meeting someone. She certainly didn’t have high hopes on finding love, she only expected a good time. The woman pulled out a casual, floral dress, something she hasn’t worn in a long time. She pulled out a pair of heels and white blazer to match. Later that evening she had finished preparing herself for her date, braiding her ebony locks down the left side of her body; a side braid. Sull Hee stood outside, keeping a lookout for her date. When she recognized the car, a sudden feeling of nervousness ran through her veins and all the negative thoughts rushed through her mind. What if I mess something up? Do I look nice? What if he wants a second date? Will this go well?
Pushing the thoughts aside, she walked towards the car. A smile came into play when there eyes met, her body sitting against the leather chair. They both greeted each other properly before the male started driving, the car was silent, an awkward aura around. Sull Hee gazed out the window, letting out a soft sigh. After a few minutes the restaurant came into view, but something was off. The lights. "Oh." The dark haired woman turned to face her date, he seemed worried that their night didn't go as planned. "I.. We can spend the night inside? I mean we don't have to go to some fancy place." She suggested. Sull Hee always preferred a night in to a night out.
"How can I trust you?"
❝You don't. That's how you do it.❞ He puts the other slice of bread, finally finishing making his sandwich and turning to face the man, expression blank. He means it. Ivon thinks that everyone who decides to step over the boundaries two acquanintances have and try to be friends should get a warning to know exactly what they're getting into. It's never set in stone one of them won't end dead by the other's hand. At least in their last moment, he doesn't want them to be completely surprised by it, to get some kind of piece and understand that they ignored the signs thrown at them more or less.
cvlty:
"Talk of what?" Celty faced the other with a blank expression, her doe eyes blinking at him, "As long as you know what your intentions are, it doesn’t matter what other people say."
The emptiness at the arch of his back is uncomfortable, but something he overlooks. The stool's wooden legs scrape smoothly against the timber when he slides behind, the tip of his brush drumming lightly against the pristine canvas. He chuckles, his smile is still as fixed as ever and almost uniform even after moments. "Even this looks different to each person, miss." His fingers are absently toying with the palette within inches of reach, and the look in his eyes are veiled by strands of fringe that fall over dark lashes. "I enjoy hearing others out, subjectivity is often underrated.
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