#verdurelee

KYUNGAH: why KYUNGAH: why the fuck are you three hours late

(yells;) tHANK YOU…

✎ MSG!( ✉ ) ok i’m waiting!( ✉ ) ….. still waiting.( ✉ ) (how long must i wait).

Sunny looked up with a frown, her eyes suddenly filled with worry. The two had been up for a fair amount of time and without noticing, it was now past midnight. “Oh, are you ready to go home?” she asked, tilting her head slightly as she examined the other. He did look a bit tired, but then again it was too dark to notice any real signs on his features. Sunny also wasn’t the type to get tired; maybe it was because she drank way too much coffee and was a bit of an insomniac. “If you want, I can try to give you a piggyback ride…” she chuckled, scurrying beside him. “You sure you’re going to be okay?”

* &&. — he’s always had the habit of running his mouth, letting it work faster than his BRAIN does — and he can’t help but let a scowl string onto his features (clearly upset), lip pooched out.  ❝ it was introspective!! i just noticed i swoon more over people than they swoon over me. that’s not— like?? it’s unacceptable. ❞

As of late, no. Much like anyone else he’s suffered his fair share of hurt, and it has made him become more reserved when feelings are in play. Meaning, it’ll take a bit to get to that point where he’d consider another person’s actions worthy of “hurting” him. 

Assumptions. Assuming things without directly coming to him is a quick way to unsettle his typically calm nerves. He feels as though he’s a genuinely honest guy and never sugar coat things, so why is there a need to assume anything when he’ll happily give you the truth no matter how it makes him look?