#woominjun

wilotus: 진짜나한테왜이럼 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ 2017-04-30, 19:21  translation: Really, why are you doing this? kkkkkkk.

How could I not say something nice about my brother, I’ve known you all of my life and surely hasn’t all been too easily. Especially the last year seems to have been a rough year for you, but still you’re always here trying to reassure me when I feel bad and still you make sure to tell me to have a good day and take care of others. I know you feel insecure a lot of the time and have made some mistakes but I also know you’re strong and will get over it. I really do think you’re a great person, a few unfortunate experiences with people doesn’t make you a bad person, neither do you need to think so badly of yourself because you too tried your best, just like everyone else. Sometimes things don’t go the way we want them to, and sometimes we lose people we love but as long as we don’t lose ourselves we’re good. And you’re still you, the likable Minjun I’ve always known. You’ll find your happiness, and slowly I’m seeing you’re already back on your way to the top. I love you a lot and hope we’ll be close siblings forever, so we can grow old and visit each other as wrinkly grumpy grandparents to argue and bicker about life. I love you ♡

There had been many days, where the two of them were locked in their bedroom, desperately trying to block out the yells and screams of their fighting parents. June was a forgiving person, she never held it against her parents-- her brother however, he’d gotten it twice as bad. Not to forget June was the o-so-lovable youngest daughter, making it easier for her no matter where she went. Despite the countless of days, the many shed tears and the stress she’d endured as a child, somewhere she missed it. She missed being able to share a room with her brother, she missed the days where the two of them could be together all day long and could get home to dinner, despite the awkward atmosphere and the silence, it was her family and her home. It was what she was used to. As bad as those days were, she missed some of them as well.

She had to admit his creativity was admiring, however his sense of safety was lacking. The nature sounds in the background almost made it seem as though they were outside, when they weren’t even close. She would’ve thought it was all fun and games up until that point but the moment he decided to involve fire in the matter-- especially surrounded by highly flammable objects-- she was starting to believe this may not have been his best decision. ‘I’m not going to let you set this house on fire..’ she spoke, remaining where she stood with her arms crossed along her chest to clearly display her displeasure with his.. dumb-- to say the least-- idea. ‘I can get you marshmallows, but you’re gonna have to put those candles away. I don’t think it’s worth burning the house down for a few marshmallows to be really honest.’ she told him. ‘I swear, if you set this house on fire I’m calling the cops and getting you arrested!’ 

For every ∯ I get I will say/confess something without specifying for whom it is meant. ] (1) “ I guess you don’t want to talk to me. I guess you don’t want to be my pal anymore. Go on then, I won’t stop you...but until you tell me flat out to leave you alone I won’t stop giving you gifts, giving you love, giving you me.”(2)“ You drink away your fears , your shirt drenched in my tears. I never had a birthday celebration like this before. How are you living? I’ve heard horror stories from your company, they say he’s a mad man. Don’t succumb to the success of others, focus on the success of yourself, love. “

— && ; mao herself was not the fond of the holiday. usually being a loner when the topic touched the love life and love stories, it was necessary for her to stay away from the hearth of the talk. she preferred to hide, ignore or simply leave whenever anyone asked her if she had a boyfriend. gently shaking the drink in her glass, she was looking at it as if she was mesmerized by the deep red color of it. this was the biggest reason she decided to drop the said quote. it was just in time, yet instead of having a good vibe from it, she’d better agree with the boy near her. the girl slowly nodded as agreement to his words. “ i can only agree.. i don’t know, i want to be in love and have relationship but at the same time.. fuck it? like.. seriously.. “ without any filtering of vocabulary she was using, the brunette nodded again, now agreeing to her own words. 

breathing ghosted far above their heads as they leaned into each other. necks shifted, thighs parted, and their hands were joined together in linked comfort. It was a cold night, and the chill had swept into the low lit jazz cafe where they were seated in their private booth, enjoying each others warmth. In this place of being, nothing but Yeo-ri & Minjun existed, they had their own pocket of the universe-- & this is where it had nothing to do with sexuality.  Simply put, their souls were mated, destined & tugging into each other with undeniable chemistry. It showed by how comfortable and comforting it was to burrow into each other’s necks, get skin to skin and just breathe as one.she took it that step further and snuggled into his frame, softly laying her lips over both his cheeks. then she closed her eyes as he nuzzled his face against her neck, fingers gently playing with his hair.