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[jcngxai]

[ //– having read her last reply, he closes his phone and put it back its place near the handbrake. call him old-fashioned, but he'd take manual cars over automatic any day. he likes it. he'd never trade his M5 for anything – well except maybe for a Subaru BRZ but he hasn't the need for a sports car. Fingers hovering over the radio, he leans his head back, as the beat of soft classic rock serenades his ear and is just about to lose himself in it when he spots a figure near the entrance of the building. His eyes almost pop out of his head when he saw what she's wearing. ] Is that....my shirt? [ //– he almost breathe his words as she got into his car, pink hair popping out in a pleasant contrast against the muted color of his car. ]

➡OUR SONG【 GIN+SAYURI 】bt.2013

[SMS → Ginnie ｡◕‿ ◕｡] 

Something warm? it's not that chilly is it?

[read 11:18PM ✓]

( —since his first text she had been getting ready, deciding to wear shorts anyway. it was her usual street style of wearing an oversized short sleeved shirt with shorts, followed by about calf high socks and black Doc Martens; though this time it was Gin’s shirt. she further accessorized the look with a black lace choker with cross and a leather hat, modeling it backwards. quickly grabbing her CC black quilted purse, she quietly slipped out of the dorm and on her way downstairs to him, phone in hand and replying to him before she actually reached him; )

[SMS → Ginnie ｡◕‿ ◕｡] 

I'm my way shh shh i'll try to be quicker then next time hehe youre such a troublemaker

[read 11:28PM ✓]

[jcngxai]

[ 小夜子 ]

wear something warm. dont wear shorts youll get scratches.          11:16PM                                                                                           'kay im here. get down fast before i got pulled over. i swear ur security manager had it in for me.          11:25PM                                                                                          

[SMS → Ginnie ｡◕‿ ◕｡] 

You're so cute. Take it easy though, okay? You'll make me worry-- [read ✓] Ah, arra arra! we’ll have to be careful though of course [read ✓]

[jcngxai]

plotting would be appreciated if taken to aim instead. my aim is k.imoi let's talk it out there c:

[jcngxai]

The shadows of a smile started to slither on to his expression. And he subconsciously tried to hold it in. Maybe it was because his brother told him he had a weird smile years ago. Maybe it's just the fickle fact that he'd like to think that he had an image to maintain as that stoic guy from that whatever band. But as Cola's words poured from his lips, he could feel a chuckle spilling through his owns and he raised his eyebrows as the younger guy started to analyze him. Tilting his head to the side, he rested it against the forehead, hands crossing in front of his chest as his fingers maintained a loose grip on his own can. "Fancy stuff you're saying there. I'm more of a can beer person but you're nearly spot on with the coffee shit." A silent laugh escaped him and he pressed his lips together, a thin smile on his face.

➡Rum And Coca Cola【 GIN+COLA 】

Cola sucked hard on the straw once more, eyes narrowing in thought as he stared at Gin. “Well,” he started after gulping the liquid. “I would say gin, but that’s too obvious, and to be honest, I don’t really see that.” He pauses again, taking the man in. “You have a kinda thin face, so you seem like you drink lots of water, ‘cus salt makes your face fat, but if you drink water it flushes it out your blood and makes it not-fat. Or you look like the type of person who drinks coffee even when it’s really hot out, and then complain about being all sweaty later on.”

[jcngxai]

He cocked his eyebrow, not buying her lies for a second – not when even a blind man could tell she's lying. Swinging his arms around her shoulder, he sat himself beside her and pulled her closer to him as he whispered to her ear. It's either that or screaming in this time and place, and Gin wasn't a big fan of screaming, not unless he's on stage when he's high on adrenaline rush. Not unless he's with his boys yelling nonsense at each other and laughing at each other's antics. No, Gin was no screamer. Never had been and never would be. "Yeah, 'cause that's the face of someone having the time of their lives" He rolled his eyes playfully at the older lady in his arms before ruffling her hair slightly. Retracting his arm back, he took another swig of the drink before setting it on the bar, having completely drained it of its content. He waved his hand around and signaled the bartender for another round before he swiveled in his stool to face Bunny. Eyes imploring and face silently fishing for answer, he leaned towards the fair-haired beauty in front of him. Eyes slightly dazed with whatever shit he had taken before but the sanity's still there and it took him a lot more than this to lose himself. "So, what gives?" He questions silently, face moving towards hers as he whispered the words in her ear. Genuinely curious and worried at the same time for his co-worker. She's a fun girl. The life of every party. And when she's just sitting here draining shots after shots like it's water, that could only mean that something's wrong. And he cared enough for her to not want her to feel that way.

➡ Miss Nothing【 Gin+Bunny 】

     What had made her agree to tag along on a night out with Sehun, she wasn’t sure, but she knew one thing, and that was that she felt out of place. It wasn’t that she didn’t go to clubs (she had been to her fair share) it was that the timing of doing so was off. With so much on her plate, she had thought she deserved a night off, only to find out her mind was focused on work and not having a good time. While Sehun was out there winding his way through the crowd and having what seemed to be the time of his life. She had lost count of how many drinks he’d had, honestly. And from the looks of the people around him and the glazed look in his eye as he made his way back towards her, drinks weren’t the only things going around in this place.

     When the younger male stood in front of her, giving her a questioning look as he took a sip from her drink, she puffed out her cheeks. She felt bad for not enjoying herself, being a mood killer wasn’t on her resume. And she knew him, if he thought she wasn’t having a good time, he would suggest they just leave and she wasn’t about that. Offering a quick smile and nod of her head, she responded to his question. “Yeah, I’m good. Don’t even worry.”

     Flipping her hair over her shoulder, Bunny took her drink away from him, raising an eyebrow. “How am I supposed to have a good time and get out on the dance floor if you’re sipping on my drink, hm?” A teasing tone was in her voice and she smiled before taking a sip from her straw.

[jcngxai]

<3

[jcngxai]

➡Directions 【 GIN+JAMES 】

jeclectic

"The fuck? This has got to be a joke." He scoffed irritably, lip curling as he folded his arms across his chest, unable to refrain from an overdramatic eyeroll. Giving the desk a swift kick with his leather boot, James rubbed at his temple. Sure, they were both from instrumental bands, but with each having their own particular, defined style already established, of course this’d be a recipe for disaster. And yeah, they’d spoken a bunch of times whilst smoking cigarettes outside the building, but it wasn’t as if Gin was his best buddy or anything. Far from it.

He scoffed loudly as he threw his eyes from the man in front of him. "The only joke here is you idea. What kind of fuckery is that shit? You've got to be shitting me, man." They had been cooped up in this room from sun rise to another sun rise and they still hadn't been able to even decide on the most basic things. This is impossible.  He hand reaches out for a can of beer near him – one of the many scattered around the room – and groaned in vexation upon finding it empty without even a single drop left. He finally sighed as he threw his head back. "Look, we're getting nowhere here."

[jcngxai]

it happens when two giants are on a small motorbike

[jcngxai]

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[jcngxai]

psa; just because i’ve taken a week or two to reply doesn’t mean i’ve dropped our thread or ship. i’m a perfectionist with fickle muse, which means i take my time to give you the best replies but, at the same time, i’m not always in the mindset to give you that reply. that being said, i’m still on top of and want all my verses/ships/threads so please don’t think i’ve forgotten about you. :)

[jcngxai]

[MSG]: good. better keep it that way or my fist will have to say hi to him. [MSG]: what does he even see in you smh tbh [MSG]: youre a fetus

➡BAD NEWS 【 GIN+SUJI 】

[MSG]; SMILES LOUDLY AT YOU

[MSG]; We are not dating. He likes me, but I’m just hanging out with him.

[jcngxai]

➡ ごめんね【 Gin+Sayuri 】

         Click. Clack. Click. Clack          His eyes watched idly as his fingers played with the old zippo lighter in his hands. Its silver plating crowned with a veil of scratches, like a blushing bride too shy to show her face. The cigarette hung from his mouth as he took in a deep breathe from the stick. And he could still remember clearly how his first smoke tasted like, how the smoke felt like lead leaking down his throat and filling his lungs, weighing him down and constraining him. And he would felt like a chest was binding him so tightly. Yet a feeling of liberation in his head – it was euphoric. All his worries flew out of the windows. All the knots began to unravel. And it was heaven.           Nowadays, cigarettes didn't do that to him anymore. He was no longer a boy of 15 after all. And it was true what they said – you can only go down from that point. Needing something stronger and stronger. Longing to reach that Valhalla you once ventured to. But it was all in vain. Beauty was but a fleeting thing, and that's exactly what made it beautiful. He chuckled quietly behind the company's building. Finishing up his smoke like it was nothing but a candy pop and putting it off with the heel of his shoes when he's through.         He closed his eyes, eyebrows slightly knitted. His fingers still preoccupied with the lighter. The rhythmic pattern her made taking his mind someplace else. Some place where muses whispered in his ears and harmony slithered under his clothes and stroked his skin. But he couldn't go. Not yet anyway. For he was waiting for a friend – very pink friend – to discuss a rather dark matter.          

[jcngxai]

"I'm all for spicing things up, but isn't this a bit much?"

"I heard eating spicy food is the key of health. So unless you’re shitting your pants right now, keep eating."

[jcngxai]

pvpsicola replied to your post:pvpsicola replied to your post:[X] I did my hair...

"Are you calling me a bitch?"

"Stop putting words in my mouth, asshole."

[jcngxai]

[MSG]: FROWNS LOUDLY AT YOU [MSG]: brawns ain't gonna protect you from a broken heart.

➡BAD NEWS 【 GIN+SUJI 】

[MSG]: Pfft, please. I’m a tough girl. You must of forgot who I am, remember? I would always get into fights with boys back when we both in school together?

[jcngxai]

            Smiling slightly at the comment the other had made, he opened his own can of coke before taking a big gulp out of it. The cool metal of the can mixed with the popping saccharine sweet taste made his stomach swirled as it evoked memories of deep buried days. "Yeah? What kind of guy do I look like, then?" He raised an eyebrow at Cola – the mere mention of his name bringing an small grin to his face. What an interesting name to choose. Certainly rememberable. 

➡Rum And Coca Cola【 GIN+COLA 】

The attention Cola was attracting to himself did not go unnoticed; and he was ever-so-slightly relishing it. He was good at this, good at playing up to tease others. “I guess I choose well, then.” He asked around the straw. “But, to be honset, you don’t seem like a soda kind of guy.” He punctuated his sentence with a sip of his pepsi. 

[jcngxai]

[MSG]: and how exactly can i do that when ur always running around hm?

➡BAD NEWS 【 GIN+SUJI 】

[MSG]: Stop worrying. You always think that about the guys I am around.