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UPDATE!! 

so i decided to remake my blog !  if you wanna follow me over there @solorne  ,   go right ahead !   as for this blog in question ,  i’ll be archiving it.  thanks for following me thus far guys ,  i hope you all have a good day !  

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UPDATE!! 

so i decided to remake my blog !  if you wanna follow me over there @solorne  ,   go right ahead !   as for this blog in question ,  i’ll be archiving it.  thanks for following me thus far guys ,  i hope you all have a good day !  

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UPDATE!! 

so i decided to remake my blog !  if you wanna follow me over there @solorne  ,   go right ahead !   as for this blog in question ,  i’ll be archiving it.  thanks for following me thus far guys ,  i hope you all have a good day !  

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UPDATE!! 

so i decided to remake my blog !  if you wanna follow me over there @solorne  ,   go right ahead !   as for this blog in question ,  i’ll be archiving it.  thanks for following me thus far guys ,  i hope you all have a good day !  

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hongjoong ☾ say my name (190117) 

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the day i finally settle down with a writing and editing style is the day when i probably die

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❛ ♔   hyemi.   

           aha  .   his  mantra  is  something  she  was  more  than  familiar  with  ;   growing  up  on  mere  scraps  with  loan  sharks  always  on  their  tail  had  been  …..  rough   ,   to  say  the  very  least   .    such  a  life  had  forced  her  mother  to  abandon  them  ;   it  drove  her  father  mad  as  he  tries  to  do  anything  and  everything  in  his  power  to  just  survive   ,    but  nonetheless   —-   they  learned  to  live  with  it   .   and  with  her  smile  somewhat  sober  ,   she’d  pick  up  her own  pair  of  chopsticks  and  begins  to  pick  at  the  noodles  ;  scooping  in  a  mouthful  ,   lips  twisting  to  one  side  ,   as  she  raises  her  gaze  to  meet  his  again    .     it  was  probably  awkward  ,   their  little  meal  and  conversation  ;   however  ,   hyemi  didn’t  mind  it    .    not  one  bit   .   it  was  rather  nostalgic   ,   actually  ,   having  someone  to  share  a  poor  meal  with   .     “    spoken  like  a  true  fighter   .   ”    she  says  ,   words  muffled  by  the  food  in  her  mouth  ,   eyebrow  arching   .      “    and ….   ”    there  was  no  proper  way  to  explain  this  ,   was  there ?     “    it’s  just  …..   ”   a  meek  shrug   ,   moving  forward  to  scoop  more  noodles  into  his  bowl   .     “    it’s  fun   .   my  father  worked  around  cars  a  lot  and  taught  me  a  few  things  about  driving   ,  so  ….   ”     a  small  smile  ,   as  she  nods  towards  her  beloved  —-  white  sheet  off  ,   exposing  her  in  all  of  her  grimy  ,   greasy  glory   .    “   —  plus  it’s  a  quick  way  to  make  money   .   you’d  be  surprised  how  many  people  actually  bet  on  me  to  win   .    ”

                    a minor quirk of his eyebrow upward in silent interest    ;     watching her body language  ,   the way it slightly shifts under the dark flicker of his gaze across her features    ;    she vaguely reminds him of chipmunk    ,    watching as she stuffs her cheeks full of ramen noodles   ;    barely catching the muffled  ,  wet words that fall from oil dusted lips.   ‘    mm.   ’    a grunt  ,   leaning his elbow against the floppy table between them.    lee hyemi  ---   she doesn’t seem  like the type to be involved in any sort of intense activity as that   ;    much less anything as illegal as street racing   ,   after all.   she gave off a sunny  ,   sparkly aura    ;    &    jeong jungnim  was very accustomed to the world of crime from an early age after all.    perhaps he was just biased to all the tough   &   rugged people he’s around consistently  ,    so call him a bit skeptical at the very idea of her dwelling in such areas.    ‘    . . . i think i would be too.  ’    a soft agreement  ,   lifting up a hefty amount of noodles in his chopsticks  ;  staring down at it for a moment.    ‘    surprised i mean.   y’ just . . . are full of . . . surprises.   ’    but it seems they’ve found some sort of common ground   ;    he can feel it  ,   the similarity that lines across the table between her  &  himself.   perhaps that is why hyemi had not been swayed by his intimidating exterior back at the market.   the more he thinks about it ,  the more jungnim wanted to know   (    what is this feeling ?    was he getting sick ?    )      ‘     is it like fast n’ furious. . . ?   ’   

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                  if there was one thing in which taemin found to be completely distracting    ;   it was the different sorts of auras that painted across the cafe he sat in   ;   a hand lazy propped under his chin   ,    eyes flickering carefully o’er stranger’s expression.   ‘    you seem tired.    ’    he doesn’t care if such a comment can be labeled as rude   ,   the words toppling free from his mouth in the form of a muttered little grumble.   he sees muted colors   ;   hues that were dulled from lack of sleep.    ‘    at least let me buy you a drink.  you look like you’re about to die.  ’    //  @cosmicbleed

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                  he rests upon a nearby bench  ,   one leg crossed o’er the other.   an odd sight he must be  :  sitting in nothing but a t-shirt   &   pajama pants  ,   bunny slippers serving as his shoes.   at least  ,   the dead don’t get cold.    though gaze flickers o’er toward the other who stands near.    ‘     what ?  there something on my face ?    ’    //  @ofestars

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                   it’s late into the night  ,   &   jeong seungju  stands at the edge of the street in the cold   ,   pouring rain.   he’s lucky enough that his mother seems to have a sixth sense for this sort of thing   (      she haggled him about it right before he had left for work that late evening  ,   shoving the umbrella into his hands    )     &   so there he was  ,   in awe of her intuition yet again.  light coffee gaze would spy the other walking near  ,    &   lips would quirk up into a friendly smile.   ‘   ‘ey ,  y’ gettin’ pretty wet out there.  y’ wanna share ?   ’    he waves the umbrella in question in their direction.    //  @cheiian  

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♥  for a starter 

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181225 • the boyz • younghoon

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are you only 1x1 with hyerath

i’m not !   AJ and i are just really good friends and we write with each other a ton. 

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writing is difficult 

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okay chris

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