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𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐘 : i feel like if we were to try and stage a prison break we'd die before we reached the bridge, but it's a chance i'm willing to take

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐘 : why wouldn't you wanna leave? have you been brainwashed?

TAEIL: i was being sarcastic lmao. but also i think DYING might be on the dramatic side as well, so who am i to talk...

TAEIL: you know what would be sexy of us? if we just snuck out for a night. just one night!!!

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SWEETASHUNNIE: yeah. :( guess u could say i have a problem but i rly don’t SEE the problem so that just kinda sounds dramatic lol :) SWEETASHUNNIE: u remember when i lost my virginity?? that’s so sweet… ur so sweet. my heart? she’s bursting!  SWEETASHUNNIE: we do need to hang out tho. even if it’s not THAT :/ esp with all the rules apparently being lifted. we better move quick.

TAEILESTALES: i remember cause i got super drunk and that night was a traumatizing experience for me you’re not special!!! TAEILSTALES: i’m just kidding ofc you’re special ♥♥ TAEILSTALES: just wack one off and then come chill with me it’s not that complex!!! it doesn’t have to be!!!

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SWEETASHUNNIE: i can’t tell if ur fucking around or what :( SWEETASHUNNIE: i haven’t had sex since i got into this place which is prob a record for me since i fuckin lost my v card to begin with SWEETASHUNNIE: jokes like this will NOT be taken lightly! i will call the fbi!!!

TAEILSTALES: oh shit... it’s rly like that huh??? damn.... TAEILSTALES: you know i think i remember that summer actually! :)

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TAEIL: has anybody like... staged a prison break in this bitch yet? is that something we have any data on? any uhhhh SCIENCE happened in here?

TAEIL: not that i would ever want to leave...

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hcnseos.

        the hug being initiated by taeil only causes a nervous eruption of laughter to fall out of hunnie, quickly returning the hug in the same eager spirit. there weren’t a lot of people in hunnie’s life that would see him and be happy about it, and it’s nice to have someone who remembers him as he was, before he allowed himself to get so reckless and emotionally distant. when he allowed himself to feel things. his feelings with taeil had been pure, something completely wholesome in the wreckage of life and maybe it was exactly what they both needed in clearly low points of their own lives. “ah, i could say the same to you.” hunseo had long since accepted that he’d never see taeil again, so having him placed right in front of him once again, much taller and even more handsome than he remembered before, it feels like sucking the breath right out of him. “you look so handsome,” he finally praises, pulling back enough to place his hands on the other’s cheeks and letting out another mess of excited laughter. “you make the whole… fucking up and ending up here thing worth it. maybe this shit isn’t so bad after all, ya know? we’ve got so much catching up to do.”

“Could you?” Taeil finds that doubtful. Out of the pair of them, he’s actually not sure who was more likely to end up in this position, but truthfully his money’s on himself. He’s always been a bit of a problem child. The only thing he’s actually done right in his whole life is, essentially --- well, Hunnie. He would definitely say that his relationship with him was about the long and short of the entire list and one of the few things he doesn’t regret. If anything, he regrets it not lasting longer. But things are what they are, and there’s nothing that can be done about it now. He squeezes his body tight against him, and only eases up when he feels him pull back. A soft laugh leaves him at the feeling of him squishing his cheeks, and he can’t help but allow a grin to take over his features, too. “What did you do? I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.” How they ended up here is probably the only thing they don’t know about each other, and he would like to rectify that as soon as possible. Reaching up, he captures one of Hunnie’s hands and turns his head simultaneously, brushing his lips against his palm gentle, and then turning it this way and that so he can kiss his kuckles, too.

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SWEETASHUNNIE: wait… fr?? SWEETASHUNNIE: 😳😳😳😳

TAEILSTALES: LMAAAOOO why? are u down?

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hcnseos.

SWEETASHUNNIE: can’t quit bc i need money :((( this is so sad :((( SWEETASHUNNIE: oh?? and what are we gonna do after that? :)

TAEILSTALES: we’re gonna f*ck :) TAEILSTALES: smile :)

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chandra:  ok, fuck the police, let’s have a party pls !

chandra: or just some booze, that’s good 2

taeil: fuck the police 🔫 i drink aLcOhOl and i oppose authORITY in safety 🔫🔫🔫

- ̗̀  sɴᴀᴘ sᴜᴄᴄᴇssғᴜʟʟʏ ᴅᴇʟɪᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ➳ all contacts .

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ofjayce.

     jayce wiggles his fingers until they align into the spaces left by taeil’s. the pause may seem perfectly ordinary – a teasing lull in conversation to have the other hanging onto his every word – but, truthfully, it’s more so that he can catch his breath. he hadn’t really expected things to progress to a point where he’d have a pretty boy’s face tucked warmly into the crook of his neck and, frankly, he’s excited by it. his heart’s picked up the pace though there’s still enough space between him to shield his reactions from being noticeable. “good,” he purrs with a bashful smile that’s half practiced, half genuine, “i was hoping you would be.” he leans his weight towards taeil, enough so that their shoulders brush intentionally. “you’re holding my attention just fine,” he praises in a lowered voice, the public nature of the beach feeling far more exposed than it had minutes ago. “not sure if it’s new or not. most of my… friends aren’t so forward with their thoughts on the matter. in fact, we tend not to do much sharing aloud at all.” this time, when his head tips coyly, it’s onto taeil’s shoulder but lightly, as if to ask permission. “i like knowing you want my attention.”

If Taeil is a bit too forward, then certainly he’s always been that way; he remembers being a child and getting a crush on the boy next door, and the only way he could find to express it was to gift him his own bike. Grand gestures are sort of his thing, and he doesn’t do things in half-measures because he finds them to be woefully boring. There isn’t an exception to be found, even when his ‘gestures’ --- as grand as they may be --- are sort of what have made him end up in this position. Then again, over the course of he last five minutes or so, his position has become a great deal more favorable at that. Maybe he shouldn’t overthink it. Maybe he should just keep doing what he’s always done. “Your hands are small.” Taeil notes, just a little hint of a dimple denting in one of his cheeks. He doesn’t say it as a bad thing, of course, but as an endearing one. He’s endeared by it, and he’s endeared by how Violet leans into his space, giving him the leeway needed to know that what he’s doing isn’t too much after all. Shifting his position a bit, he more than allows for the way the other person rests his head on his shoulder, and he can’t help but bite back a small laugh. “I wouldn’t call that a friendship.” It’s needless to say, but presented with a wry sarcasm that gives it away for what it is, so that’s fine. “I get the feeling you’re using the term loosely, and I respect that, but if we’re going to be friends --- well.” He cuts off, not finishing the thought just yet.

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hcnseos‌.

SNAPCHAT ~ OPEN TO ALL .

SWEETASHUNNIE : i’m so fucking BORED. pls entertain me. what are u doing?   SWEETASHUNNIE : all this is teaching me is how great my life was before. i miss wasting money and sleeping in late and drinking whenever the fuck i want. :( :( :( the fact that this shit is during pride month is homophobic too!!!!!

TAEILSTALES: yo just quit...that’s the least homophobic shit you could possibly do... trust me i’m an expert TAEILSTALES: come over we’re getting wasted

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ofjayce.

     still smiling, he tucks his position up even tighter, legs to chest as his dancer’s flexibility allows, so he can partially hide his pinked cheeks against his kneecaps. he wishes he were more like a flower; maybe then people wouldn’t step on him so easily. all he’d need is water and a spot of sunshine to flourish the way he thinks he could, if he weren’t so burdened. these thoughts he keeps to himself but the simple moniker has very noticeably softened his demeanor in flattery.  “do i smell nice?” he toys, “or maybe you want to pluck me from my spot and keep me somewhere special?” jayce does flutter his eyelashes then, sweet and playful. “don’t worry about it. i know you weren’t being serious – though technically you aren’t wrong. i do get called… many many things. i hope that in no way lessens your interest in me.” his smile grows confidently and one arm unwinds from his place to slide into the soft sands between them. “and you are interested, aren’t you?”

Flirting isn’t necessarily his strong suit. He wouldn’t say that he’s bad at it, but his charms tend to lie in other areas rather than word play. Which is why he decides that from here on out, he’s going to start taking action, starting with leaning in with some level of theatricality and brushing his nose against Violet’s neck when he inhales him. Pulling back again (though not too much; he remains closer than he had been seated before, thigh nearly brushing his hand) he blinks as if considering it, and then tilts his head with a smile. “I think you know that you do.” Taeil replies, threading his long fingers into the sand, near enough for the tips of them to brush against Violet’s. “And I think you know that I am.” It’s not an impressive thing to admit considering he thinks anybody who comes across this charm of a boy probably is interested in him, but he hopes that what he lacks in tact is made up for in other areas. “I wouldn’t say that knowing you get called many, many things --- as you put it --- lessens my interest so much as makes me want to hold your attention even more. Is that new for you?”

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um hewwo. i literally do not do snapchat threads, so if anybody wants me to write them a starter or anything, hmu? also, most people didn’t reply to my plotting messages, and i’d love to get some more stuff going. sooo again... hmu? please? sdvfxdbd

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hcnseos.

          hunseo was starting to get used to constantly seeing familiar places in what he was supposed to consider his new home. it was hard to even start to grow comfortable when he felt like he was bound to run into someone from his past, but taeil happened to be one of the very few positive reunions there. the two had known each other before hunnie really took a deep dive into what he now considered his normal. instead, he had earned a much softer version, possibly a more true version of himself. one that appreciated things like hand holding and showing his affection through cheek kisses and never seeing an issue with two boys being close to one another the way that his mother and step-father eventually sat him down and gave him an in-depth sorry excuse for whatever hateful thoughts they had about how close he had become with taeil. the second he saw him, despite now being much older, hunnie’s excitement jumped through the roof. he nearly had the mind to pull him into a hug if he weren’t worried that he was suddenly an unfamiliar face. “taeil?” his voice is surprisingly hesitant with someone so usually confident, his big eyes lit up in admiration and slight nerves as he waits to be recognized. // @btaeil

Taeil is in poor spirits. Normally he would be trying to make the best of a bad situation, but the truth is, everything is just a little bit too fresh for him right now to have it be an easy thing to do. He doesn’t want to be here --- he doesn’t want to be anywhere near here --- and there’s a certain level of bitterness that he had to end up here at all, let alone that it was his own grandparents who strong-armed him into it. He’s an adult is the worst part, and if he were capable of being a self-sustaining one, this wouldn’t be an issue in the first place. He’s lost somewhere to his own thoughts when somebody approaches him, and it takes him a moment or two as a result to blink them into focus. For a moment, recognition hits him like a train, and he’s forced to stand in stunned silence as somebody steps right out from his memories. Older, more defined, more beautiful --- the same boy, though, at the end of the day. Taeil’s lips part around a silent ‘oh’, and he hesitates only for another tick or two before he reaches out and throws his arms around Hunnie. There’s nothing like it in the world. He remembers that much, and the reality of it do his memories an injustice. “Jesus Christ, you’re the last person I expected to see here.” His voice is as shocked as his expression had been, and he moves a hand up over his back, smoothing his hair down as he speaks. He doesn’t let go. “Where did you come from?”

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ofjayce.

     as is standard in the art of blatant flirtation, jayce had been prepared to giggle and feign approval at whatever nickname taeil concocted. instead, however, he finds himself pleasantly surprised with a genuine flush creeping onto his cheeks. “violet? like the flower?” he smiles, touching the back of a hand to his warmed skin. “that’s a first for me, i will say. i like it a lot! i don’t remember saying i give that option to just any guy though. should i be offended? just what kind of a person do you take me for?” the hand he’s raised moves down to his heart and he even fakes a gasp, just for dramatic effect. jayce is hoping to earn a smile and maybe a laugh he’d be an awful flirt if he can’t get at least that much.

That flush that creeps up onto his cheeks is endearing, and Taeil has the fleeting urge to be the one to reach out and brush his fingers against it. Of course, that would be a bit too familiar for a first meeting, so he settles with giving him a dimples smile instead. “Yes, like the flower. I think you harbor some similarities to it.” He could be wrong, of course, but he doesn’t think that he is. He’s got an eye for something soft, and this boy is as soft as they come --- and as endearing as they come, for that matter. What a pretty smile. Pretty lips. “That isn’t what I meant. It was meant to be taken as sarcasm. Are you playing along, or should I have explained that?” He can’t help but let out a laugh, both at Violet’s theatrics, and at his own expense. Taeil’s never had any trouble laughing at himself. He doesn’t take the world very seriously.

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     “taeil,” he tries out the name, deciding quickly that he likes it. “it’s a pleasure to meet you then, taeil.” jayce thinks about the question for a spell, turning his gaze back out onto the incoming waves. “a little bit of both. there are harder names to pronounce than jaesun��so it’s not too bad, usually – spelling is a whole other battle but not as frequently met – but i do genuinely like jayce better. i think it’s cute and some people opt for jay or jaycie, both of which i like very much!” a bright smile is flashed back in taeil’s direction, shoulders lifting in a shrug as if to say he’s not strongly attached to his own opinion. whatever self control he’d demonstrated mere minutes ago seems to have evaporated at the attentive interest he’s being paid. “you can call me whatever you’d prefer; i wouldn’t mind.”

“Well, in that case, I think i’ll go with Violet.” Taeil can’t quite pinpoint why, but it just fits in his eyes. Maybe it has to do with the delicacy, or maybe with something else, but it fits. Shifting his feet in the sand, he spreads out long legs and arches his back in an all-over stretch that tightens his muscles, and then loosens him up all at once. “You must have a lot of names if you give that privilege to many guys. I’ll try not to let it go to my head, though.” ‘Humble’ isn’t one of the words that can generally used to describe Taeil, but he really will pretend it doesn’t go to his head to make good on his promise.