‹ pft. you tell me? did you even know what you were agreein’ to? › sky looks at him from head to toe before quirking a brow and gives a short shrug. ‹ obviously not. ›

he waves the latter off dismissively before searching around the premises. it’s just a hobby of his, finding places to explore, whether it’s allowed or not. so he found another building, abandoned. nothing new (except this seems a little fresh). it’s rare when sky has nothing to do, no assignments or anything, but he’s not complaining.

footsteps scruff against the uneven surface as he looks for some way into the building. he’d rather not break a window (not yet anyway) just yet, if anything he’d explore the interior before deciding whether to blow it up or just leave it be.

graffiti, you know, bombing the interiors? trashing the whole damn place is also an option.

so he kicks at one of the loose boards which he presumes would be a door behind it and sure enough it is. he chuckles before peering over his shoulder and blinks a few times.

‹ well? you comin’ or not? oh, don’t tell me you’re gonna choose cammin’ over this shit. ›

“uhm... speaking honestly? no. i thought we were going to find a nice and quiet place to fuck- but apparently, we’re not even going to do that and you seriously have no idea how disappointed i am,” jimin nodded his head a couple of times as he looked around and carefully followed the other male. it felt weird to be in this kind of environment, but somehow, he didn’t really mind. he was pretty much just scared that a ghost might pop up right in front of them.

he had this awful habit of clinging on to somebody’s arm when he was scared and this time, it was sky’s arm that he was clinging to.

jimin wrinkled his nose as he stayed close to the taller. he would rather be at home, on his bed, having a nice cam session and get all the orgasms he wanted and needed. the boy tugged his lower lip between his teeth, chewed on it nervously as he watched sky. the way he had to kick at one of the boards made him flinch, and he felt his face redden in embarrassment when the other male’s eyes were on him.

       As if her morning wasn't already off to a shit start, involving burnt breakfast, forgotten lunches for the younger ones, and a good chance of chipping her hip on a sharp corner. No, that poor luck had to fasten itself like a LEECH and stalk her to work. Burning her fingertips on hot plates. Delivering an order to the wrong table; not once, but twice. Manager barking orders laced with spit; or mucus, she couldn't be bothered to differentiate between the two anymore. Regardless, she cracked a smile for the crabbiest customers and went on with her duties, busting tables and serving drinks.

One mishap on top of another was wearing down her patience. As the day went on, her smiles -- wilted. And her mood -- increasingly sour. Every time she took a quick peep at the clock, she felt like a damn SUPERHERO. How was it that she'd waited on four tables and it hadn't been a full hour yet? The next glance was an error on her part. Fiona had't seen him anywhere near her those few seconds before, yet she slammed right into his back. But that didn't come as much of a shock as the HOT COFFEE that no longer sat in her pot. Instead, it doused them both, the heat wasting no time in saturating into her clothes and skin.

       ❝ You've got to be FUCKING kidding me! ❞ The chattering that persists in that modersate space declined until her swearing was the majority of what everyone heard. Her first instinct was to rush through the kitchen doors and run herself under some chilled water, but the puddle beneath them both prevented that. Flats giving out beneath her, she slipped and crashed into him AGAIN. A second layer of coffee seeped onto her backside, palm flat on her forehead. ❝ Hope you had a better day than I did. ❞ Her tone was clearly apathetic towards the man who fell victim to karma biting her extra hard on the ass that day.

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SEND ME ONE OF THE FOLLOWING AND I’LL WRITE A LETTER

Dear little Joohyun,

    It’s okay. 

Your hair, your hobbies, your friends. They’re all okay. I know your mother tells you otherwise, but please don’t ever feel like you have to change to get her approval. 

I’m going to be harsh, she is never going to change her opinion. When you grow your hair out, she will not compliment you, or even notice it. When you dress the way she wants you to, she is still going to criticize every other little thing you do. You’re still going to prefer tracksuits over skirts, and dresses, and you’re still going to look for opportunities to go outside when she wants you to stay in your room. 

Live your life to the fullest little Joo. Be a little bit more selfish. I know you love Suhyunnie with all your heart, but you don’t have to protect her all the time. She’s already a princess, she can take the fall for her own actions sometimes. It doesn’t have to be you all the time.

As for your dad, try to forgive him for all the times he doesn’t stop your mother from talking you down. Try to forgive him when he coddles Suhyun, but doesn’t dare to meet your eye because he knows that what’s happening to you isn’t fair. Forgive him, when he takes you on secret hiking trips, but tells you to tell your mom you went to a museum together. Forgive him, he’s trying his best.

And lastly, don’t worry about falling in love. 

I know it’s scary, and I know you’re frustrated that it’s happening to all the girls around you, while you don’t feel anything, for anyone, but it’s going to happen. And he’s going to be so worth all the waiting ( don’t tell him that, though, or maybe… do. ). He’s going to be your friend long before you date him, and don’t worry about that taking so long. Don’t worry about these feelings that slowly creep onto you, until you’re together on the couch and you think, I don’t want him to be like this with anyone else.

It’s okay, he’ll feel the same. And he’ll make you happier than anyone in this world because he accepts you for who you are.

Be yourself, little Joo. And try to have as much fun as you possible can, while you still can.

I love you.

When an underage boy approaches her and asks if she can buy him a six pack of beer, she knows she shouldn’t. He is tall, especially so compared to her small statue, and lean too. Joohyun wonders if someone alerted the clerk of his age, because he looks by all means older than she does, despite her twenty-three years of age.

Under normal circumstances, Joohyun would probably have declined, there is a good reason for age restriction, after all. But she’s had a bad day herself, so she takes his money with the promise that she’ll be taking one of his cans once she returns, not questioning much else. It’s a small price to pay for breaking the law, if you ask Joohyun. 

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Seokmin turned to look at the other, seemingly appalled. There was no way – no possible way – what the other boy had said was true. No one did things like that anymore, did they? “You’re joking, right?” He began, arching an eyebrow. “You better be! You can’t just do something like that-- It’s serious you know! What if you get in trouble? Worse, what if I get in trouble with you...”  

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