~* SHOOTING STAR

                                  “ Like hell you do! Unlike you, I work every day.                                     Which means I  don’t  have  time to just mess                                     around   with   technology.   I   only   use   the                                     computer  to  store  my  photo’s  so it doesn’t                                     take up the memory in my phone. ”

                         The actor couldn’t help but scoff at this. Was this kid being                   serious  right  now?  Did  he   even   realize   how  much  a  new                  computer cost?  What  was  the  point of him getting a new one                  if he wouldn’t use it. It would just be a waste.

             “ hey..!” general outrage was apparent in the others tone, brows furrowing ever so slightly. “i do stuff too — i have classes i have to worry about constantly!”  obviously zen didn’t understand the struggle of being a structured college student! honestly, he didn’t always have time to be messing around like the other probably thought — i mean, sure, he did spend a lot of his free time (and sometimes even time that should be dedicated to other things), on his computer, however that didn’t mean he was always free!             “dude, considering how old it is, it’s probably gonna die one day, never to turn on again... and all of your photos are gonna be gone! what’ll you do then, huh?”

Yejun too, couldn’t help but smile. Reading those words on the bright screen. They had a somewhat calming effect on him. They didn’t make him forget of his current situation. But made it at least somehow more bearable.

{ Message to: Yoosung ★ }

< Yejun > Thanks for saying this. < Yejun > Even if ‘blessing in disguise’ is a strange way to put it. < Yejun > But I feel like we can do it all together!^^

< Yejun > Perhaps, it was something like destiny! < Yejun > …does that sound stupid?

kindness (ac) // @diverse-hearts

         “whaaaaaat…?”  the blonde blinked in confusion, his eyes wide and his mouth open in slight disbelief. his mom had called seven.. instead of him? his mom always told him whenever she made plans! “when did she call?” he asked incredulously, his hands grabbing hold of the others shoulders and shaking him melodramatically.            “how did she even get your number for that matter..” he didn’t recall them ever exchanging phone numbers.          “i mean.. i guess that’s cool and all, but i’m just a little confused about it…!” 

kindness (ac) // @smallartist123   

                   “ah, you should’ve! that would’ve been super cool! just imagine, a small baby dog just running around and having a good time~ agh, i can just see one now!”  he felt a bright smile tug at his lips, the thought of a puppy sweet and warm in his head. puppies were so cute and they provided constant companionship to their owner! aside from their hyperactivity and need for immediate attention, yoosung himself probably would’ve gotten a dog already. well, that, and his dorm didn’t allow him to have one anyways.                    “what stopped you from getting one?” 

She looked around the dorm halls, admiring how pretty the campus really was pretty, so many faces that passed by her on her way here. This place really was something.. Hearing his voice on the other side, she couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh into the cress on her index finger. She pulled on her back a bit as she waited for the few minutes at his door waiting for it to open. Once it did, she smiled generously and shook her head. “Hey there! How was LOLOL? Get any rare items?” She teased. She had to! It was her was of getting a little revenge for him making her wait–him forgetting she was coming over a few hours past noon.  “Can I..come in?”

  he blinked, his breath nearly escaping him. certainly he had already greeted her with, what he considered at least, a steady voice, but the fact that she was actually here was something else and it stole his voice away.    he finally had a guest other than zen! that fact alone made him feel a new jitteriness that reverberated within him and made him giddy with delight. however, as he stood there, amethyst eyes looking her over dumbly, he came to the realization that he hadn’t answered her, causing his pale cheeks to redden in slight embarrassment.      “oh, hah, uh, i was actually just talking to my guild-mates..”   at her request to enter, he looked at her confusedly before noticing he was acting as a barricade. he quickly moved his body from the doorframe,  “oh, yes, please come in! i didn’t mean to block the door..”

       it was mid afternoon and the blonde was hurriedly tidying up the small confines of his home. what might he be cleaning for you ask? well, for one, it was because the place in general was starting to get a little messy from his lack of care and it was making him uneasy. secondly, it was because he had made last minute plans to hang out with his latest friend, anikka. it’d be utterly embarrassing if she showed up and his personal space was in bad condition! unfortunately for him, there was the sound of a knock at his door. apparently, he had gauged the time between her arrival and the speed of him cleaning wrongly.    his eyes widened and he quickly finished up what he was doing, rushing to the door, breathing in, and finally casually swinging it open as if he hadn’t been rushing the minute before.                    “oh, hey! what’s up, anikka~” 

     the blonde had felt his throat tighten up in sheer panic at the tone of the hacker’s distressed voice. it was an accident — really!!! one moment, he was sitting in the car, keys in hand and in the next, he was outside of the car, keys resting on the leather of the seat and mocking him. he honestly had just stood there, staring at the keys in utter disbelief before he finally began to panic, trying to do everything he could to open the door; however, nothing had seemed to work.       in the time between locking the keys in, trying to get the doors open, and telling seven, all he felt was a flaring anxiety at what the other would do to him ;; fortunately, nothing happened. it was just the fact that seven decided to be over the top, as per usual, that scared the living bajeezus out of him!     he laughed nervously, his eyes squinting ever so slightly and his hands fidgeting nervously with each other. “h-hah,” he exhaled in relief when the other managed to open the door and snatch the keys.”yeah..!  i don’t know what i would’ve done if it was my own car..” luckily, he didn’t own one - so he didn’t have to worry about that. “i’m really sorry about that, seven! i swear it was an accident! i really don’t know what happened..!” 

The young man with sand blond hair was really srprised, when he heard the phone vibrating. It was an odd feeling. Nothing in this apartment, not even the phone, belonged to him… and at the point of all this - he even wrote with someone, who was close to the one, who onces lived here.

{ Message to: Yoosung ★ }

< Jeyun > She  made everyone happy? That sounds really impressive. < Jeyun > Hopefully I make such a good job as well… I never was on charity parties.

< Jeyun > I’ll try my best, to give everyone joy as well. < Jeyun > So I hope that the others, and also you, have trust in me one day! < Jeyun > Even if it’s understandable, if someone grows suspicious about everything. I guess you don’t get hacked all that often.

     he felt a small smile tug at his lips. he could feel the determination coming from the messages and it filled him with a hopeful light. in a way, he was sort of thankful for the forces  that had brought the other to the rfa — if he hadn’t happened along, then they most likely would never have had the opportunity to host another party.              [ Yoosung★ ] ah, hearing you say that makes me happy~             [ Yoosung★ ] im really glad that you’re willing to help us out, jeyun!             [ Yoosung★ ] also, yeah we don’t;;; you’re really the first problem we’ve had....             [ Yoosung★ ] ...but you’re not a problem now! if anything, you’re probably a blessing in                disguise.. it’s great that you’re willing to carry on something of hers.              [ Yoosung★ ] thank you~

Saeyoung hadn’t received the call. That wasn’t any huge surprise, considering he hadn’t answered any. His phone was likely long dead by then, but he didn’t particularly care.

Empty bags of chips and cans of Doctor Pepper littered the floor, more so than usual. His ‘maid’ hadn’t visited in a while. Or, perhaps he had and Saeyoung was too focused to notice.

The knock on his front door, however, brought him out of his trance. His eyes had widened momentarily at that moment.

Standing on wobbly legs, the redhead adjusted his crooked glasses. Perhaps they’d make the drooping eye bags a little less noticable.

Unlocking the door, he opened it to meet the blonde standing outside.

“Oh, good morning, Yoosung~! Or is it even morning—er, Good evening?” A smile was spread wide across his face, but it didn’t reach his eyes. He acted as if nothing was wrong or out of the ordinary. Nothing was wrong, right?