#wheeinxyf

there’s something incredibly endearing about wheein being terrible at absolutely everything - and by everything, he means everything. they’re at a local arcade center today, and jungkook, trying to be a polished man of honor, doesn’t understand how he’s winning half these games when he’s deliberately trying to lose to his girlfriend.

she is so, so terrible, but she’s also so, so ridiculously cute, his cheeks are aching from smiling too much.

god, is this love. it must be. he’s so fucked.

they’re at the basketball shootout station, and although jungkook has missed every single shot of his (on purpose), sadly so has wheein. they’re nearing the end of the game, and jungkook isn’t even looking at his net at this point; eyes trained on wheein from the side, but she’s too focused on trying to win to note his not-so-lowkey pathetic pining.

so when she finally gets a ball in, he’s too distracted to realize she’s won, only belatedly finding out when she’s downright squealing in victory and launching herself into his arms; all crescent eyed, radiant smile, and stunning in every aspect. it happens quick, out of euphoric compulsion - in the moment, if you will - where she’s abruptly placing her palms on his cheeks and planting a swift kiss to his lips.

it shocks both of them enough to paralyze them, and he’s flushing right down to his toes when his brain finally catches up to what just happened. he’s not sure she saw that coming either because she’s gasping - probably flustered she’d, y'know, initiated their first kiss - before she’s slapping him across the face, as if he was the one who did the unmentionable deed.

“babe -” he breathes out, eyes wide, and he’s about to shamelessly ask if they can do it again, but she’s already turning around, shoulders hunched in embarrassment. and it’s a sign of how fucking whipped he is for her that he’s quickly pursuing her retreating figure, ready to apologize for whatever the hell he did wrong back there -

i know i’ve been super MIA and owe so many replies and starters (and i am so so so so sorry that i’m a terrible person tbh). long story short, i’ve had a lot on my plate to handle and traveling is tiring AF.

but (sadly) my term abroad is coming to an end sobs. BUT GOOD NEWS IS i’ll be more active probably starting sometime next week after I get back from spain. but lol i have finals right when i get back so we’ll see how badly i can procrastinate on studying a whole semester’s worth of information because i def did not pay attention in class. so until i can get my shit (and my life) together, i’m going to go on a small hiatus until april 25th which is when i’ll return to the land of donald trump and fried butter. 

There were only scheduled times when a boy was allowed to enter into a girl's dorm room, so no matter how secretive he needed to be, it had to be in broad daylight. He would have preffered a scenario where he could place the gift in her bedroom and have her wake up to it in surprise, but there seemed to be too many flaws in that plan. Such as how he would get in and out of her bedroom undetected while she was unconscious. Plus that would be a little rapey.

Regardless though, this would have to do. He had thoroughly explained himself to her roommate, avoiding the judgemental glances in the hallway as he maneuvered the little robot that looked like a coat rack into her bedroom. He had timed it so that she would be in class for another ten minutes, so he had time to set the machine up and make sure it still operated correctly. He hadn't used this thing consistently in over two years. He made a few small adjustments, giving it a boundary so the thing wouldn't clean the roommate's side of the room.

And then he waited, sat on her bed holding the remote controls and instructions for the robot, until she walked in. He smiled widely--too widely to be real--and opened his arms up the way he'd seen other people do when they're surprising someone. "Wheein! Happy birthday!"

( txt – jung wheein ) YOU KNOW WHAT( txt – jung wheein ) FUCK TUBBS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!![ deleted ]

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. 

[text - 우유] how’s thebruise [text - 우유] lol

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’TSENT. 

(first year)

[text - 우유] im having theshittiest fucking week of my life[text - 우유]and all i can think about is holding your hand again[text - 우유]how do i replace something like that

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. 

(past)

[text - 우유] areyou here… at my graduation ceremony?[text - 우유]can we talk[text - 우유]don’t leave

Send “⁇”for a DRUNK text.

[text - 우유] bobby????Out of all poeple????? [text - 우유]he doesnt deserve ur butt[text - 우유]actually u don’t desreve his butt either[text - 우유]disgusting

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. 

(past)

[text - 우유] i bought oneof those weird fruity chapsticks today

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

[text - 우유] sorry forbeing awkward earlier[text - 우유]how’s the bruise[text - 우유]genuinely asking this time

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[text - 우유] do that shitagain and i’ll ban you from the club

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

[text - 우유] im gonna [text - 우유]poke ur dimple until it falls out

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

[text - 우유] WHAT THE FUCKDO YOU MEAN HIT BY A CAR???[text - 우유]where r u [text - 우유]pick up the phone

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

(past)

[text - 우유] im here[text - 우유]shit yeah i see u[text - 우유]marry me

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

[text - 우유] you nevertold me why[text - 우유]sorry you don’t have to answer[text - 우유]i’ve been in a weird funk lately

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

[text - 우유]BABE[text - 우유]UR BICEPS THO[text - 우유]making gains faster than bobby

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

[text - 우유] man when i was dating her i thought that shit was cute[text - 우유]but now im always like[text - 우유]what the fuck[text - 우유]every single time

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

(past)

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

[ sms: jwi ] how was your first day after? remember to hydrate

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.