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     watching as the box was opened, gaze flickering between the study of her hands to the look on her face, where it remained and kyojin felt a warmth passing over his chest almost instantaneously as that had been his primary goal when buying this gift for her  —-  something they'd both be able to wear, while still having the consistently of secrecy of their relationship to the public as well.  " i'm glad you like it, and that it fits you perfectly too. "  always a bit of a betting game when it came to sizes of rings but, seeing it slide right onto ara's finger made the man relieved in a sense.

arms wrapped around the femme's middle, hugging her closer to his seated frame while neck stretched upward to press a loving kiss to her pair of lips.  " gotta give you the very best, always. "  wanting to spoil his girlfriend at every chance he got, their different schedules not always allowing for them to spend much time together.  " should we taste another wine today ? "  often times finding themselves picking the usual, that the vineyard offered, kyojin staring at her with nothing but love in his eyes.

it's been months since they've had the chance to travel abroad together, to truly be away from her hectic schedules and simply spend quality, undisturbed time with him. now that she's comfortably perched on his lap, the two surrounded by nothing but tranquility and the warm morning sun shining over the vineyard, she wishes this moment could last forever.

"you did?" she asks, a smile brightening her features when he mentions a gift. she's always enjoyed his thoughtful presents — the two have made a habit of gifting each other spontaneously, to show how much they're on each other's minds even when physically apart. holding her breath, she opens the jewellery boxes, her smile beaming when the sunlight reveals the engraved message. "aw, that's the cutest thing," she chuckles, fingertip tracing the smooth metal surface of the ring. "it's the sweetest gift, ever!" pressing a doting kiss to the nape of his neck, she then plants another at the tip of his nose.

"you've managed to outdo yourself again, mr. kim. i'm very proud of you." she jests, arms loosely hang around his neck before she admires the ring once more with a chuckle. "i'll be wearing this all the time."

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       snort  emits  from  male  almost  on  cue  at  sora's  exclamation.   "  just  go  on  tiktok  and  you'll  be  granted  with  a  ton  of  thirst  traps,  you  probably  make  them  on  there  as  well.  "   hajoon  knew  already,  having  scrolled  past  a  video  where  sora's  very  distinguished  face  card  was  shown,  doing  a  cutesy  dance  with  one  of  the  girls  from  their  school  —-  maybe  not  a  typical  thirst  trap  but,  it  was  up  there  with  recommended  videos  which  the  algorithm  was  giving  based  on  his  information  and  location.  social  medias  truly  being  a  curse  at  times.   "  you  always  do.  "   confirming,  a  constant  state  of  worry  when  it  came  to  the  smaller  female.

constantly  finding  it  amazing  how  sora  could  keep  up  with  this  on-stage  presence,  as  if  she  was  on  broadway  and  cameras  were  following  her  around,  but  in  the  end  it  was  simply  part  of  her  personality   —-   very  different  from  his  own.   "  i  think  you  should  just  be  happy  your  guest  is  making  the  meal  instead  of  yourself,  miss  sid  over  there.  "   pointing  at  sora's  slouching  body  with  held  chopsticks,  ice  age  movie  reference  made  at  best  ability   ;   needing  to  give  her  back  of  her  own  medicine  at  least  sometimes.  with  the  given  ingredients,  he's  pushing  the  noodles  to  side  and  cracking  two  eggs  with  a  single  hand  skillfully   ;   pieces  of  cheese  at  the  top  and  allowing  it  to  boil  for  around  three  minutes  more.

pouring  equal  portions  up  in  two  bowls  after  mixing  together  the  cheese  and  giving  a  different  texture  to  the  finished  noodles   ;   smirk  resting  on  his  lips  as  sora  was  questioning  him  for  the  second  time  this  evening   —-   her  appearance  next  to  him,  putting  the  pot  away  before  he's  standing  behind  her,  taller  silhouette  while  hands  traps  her  between  counter  and  him   ;   gazing  down  at  the  food.   "  you  just  happen  to  be  where  i  am  all  the  time  too,  maybe  you're  the  stalker,  sora-ah  ?  "   hand  pushes  between  the  gap  of  her  arm  and  side,  pulling  a  bowl  toward  her.   "  for  you.  "

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚                       did he just highkey admit to that ? ❛ so , you agree —- you watch thirst traps ? aish , sharing is caring ! ❜ lowkey needed him to hit her up with the goods ! as he protected her from the water splash back , she couldn’t help but lean her head up to look at him from behind and stuck out her tongue , ❛ gotta keep you on your toes ! ❜ she’d be going in the hot water at this rate ; absolute cheek of it all ..

❛ impulsive ?! me ?! ❜ —- shit , he right ! had absolutely no defense mechanism apart from operation change the subject . so , when the cheese and eggs were brought up , she shimmied her way to her spray painted pink fridge with various magnets decorating it and grabbed the goods . ❛ ta da ♪ ❜ sing song voice to boot ! ❛ alright gordon ramsay , show me what you got —- if this ain’t the best ramen i ever did taste , we gonna be having issues . ❜ threatening af ; be very afraid . scrappy doo on steroids was at it again . ended up letting him do the work as she slouched on the couch ( like a slob ) and pouted , ❛ yah ! what happened to we listen and we don’t judge .. it was scary . ❜ stuck her nose in the air , ❛ pfft , don’t be so dramatic —- ❜ HAH ?! pot calling kettle ..

❛ didn’t answer my question to be fair —- ❜ was she .. filing her nails while he was doing the work ?! yes . ❛ sounds like stalkerish behaviour if you ask me .. totes obsessed with me . crack out mariah carey ! ❜ if chaos was personified , it’d still only be a fraction of this little shit . ❛ how long have you been riding ? you’re pretty well versed on the roads . ❜ a gasp and a wiggle at the noodles being done as she clapped her hands together . nail file thrown to the other side of the room and shoving her studies off the table . ❛ get in ma belly ! ❜

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     upon given the instructions, miyeon is moving toward the cabinets and she's giving a glance over her shoulder to ensure joon wasn't directly looking at her, a subtle moment of shyness as she reached upward and the shirt would naturally follow along  ;  so the act was quick in order to not cause any discomfort to either of them.  " that's true, wasn't really on the menu of topics we shared last night. "  back to stand flat on her feet, she closed the cabinet door and moved along to the coffee machine, poking in the desired coffee and awaiting by leaning against the counter, hands around the edge.  " ah really ? is there a chef hidden inside of you, joon ? "  slight sound of surprise but, it's a genuine one as it seemed like she was learning a lot more about him on a personal level, by just a mere talk in the kitchen. moving to then sit at the stool at the isle, gaze fallen on his tall silhouette, finding herself enjoying this sort of moment  —-  which surprised her to some extent.  " does that mean i get to try that, some other day ? "  it's careful when spoken but, there was a slim hope that this wasn't the last time they'd cross paths or, perhaps she'd be confident enough to ask for his number before leaving.

he nodded once at her question, subtle, like it didn’t need to be a big deal. “yeah, go ahead.” he said, keeping his eyes on the pan as he slid another pancake onto the growing stack. “machine’s already on. mugs are up top.” his voice was quiet. like he was still waking up himself, letting the morning unfold without forcing it into anything. the silence between them wasn’t awkward. it just… settled. the kind that came after a night where nothing had been planned but everything had felt strangely easy. he reached for a plate, set it gently on the counter near her without looking too directly. “didn’t know how you take your coffee.” he added after a moment. “so i didn’t make it for you. figured i’d let you decide how strong your morning needs to be.” it was simple, that sentence. but underneath, it carried a quiet kind of consideration. he wasn’t trying to charm her. he wasn’t filling the space with noise or expectation. he was just there. barefoot, hair still a mess, making breakfast for two when he didn’t have to. and maybe that said more than anything else. the faint scrape of a spatula against the pan filled the kitchen before he spoke. “and for the record, i make a solid omelet too. so don’t get too impressed just yet.” it was a shift. still casual, still grounded in the kind of quiet rhythm morning offered, but with the edge of something else beneath it. not quite expectation, not quite invitation. just space, left open, if she wanted it.

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     digits were rubbing along the shape of her eyebrow as kenzo was now directly facing her head-on with this issue, knowing she had a customer coming in for a quick haircut as the other was sitting and awaiting for their hair to dye.  " god forbid a woman to work at her own parlor. "  annoyance shining through femme's voice, leaning over the counter which was the only object currently separating the two of them.  " give me at least an hour and i'll be free ... please. "  the plead genuine and eyes was speaking truth that she wouldn't ghost him this time, knowing they had to talk this through.

he lifts his arms up to cross over his chest, straddling his stance a bit as if he was anticipating tension. ❝why haven't you been calling me back?❞ having regard for anyone else's time was not anywhere near kenzo's interest. if a scene is what he felt needed to be caused, he would go through with it. he wouldn't care how he came off to others either. ❝acting like I don't know where the hell you work ... I told you we needed to talk, didn't we? and you don't work every damn minute of the day, b.❞

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     " well, it would've destroyed you ... just looking out for you as per usual, ariel. "  another lie but, the way keon was speaking also proved that they both knew she had always been the knowledgeable out of the two of them and yet, it was too fun to not tease her a little bit  —-  always testing femme.  " not scared, just calculated. "  seat was comfortable leaned into his chair, legs stretching out in front of him an purposely letting his foot tap hers on the other side, almost as if to keep up with his annoying image  ;  just a bit longer. a ruffle and a sigh emits, hand reaching up to fix the now tussled mess that ariel's act had left behind.  " a tree hole ? would you mind elaborating on what you mean by that ? "  there it was, his rather stupid brain not always catching up on the terms that the woman would use to express herself, just proving his earlier statement to be wrong.  " anyway. stop meeting tools man, it isn't worth your time. "  underlying meaning which only keon knew, was that he didn't really wish for anyone to steal her heart away.

"funny how you never joined any debate club growing up to prove you could actually win me over." ariel points out matter-of-factly, a teasing lilt to her voice. "sounds like someone's scared." she provokes, fingers tapping thoughtfully against her cheek. "who said i'm lying?" she challenges, though the truth is she adores her best friend like no other — the playful bullying is simply part of their dynamic. despite the chaotic way they interact, often baffling to those unfamiliar with them, she knows they'll always have each other's backs at the end of the day. ariel smiles at his response, leaning over to tousle his hair affectionately, as if he were a cute puppy. "that's right... you could be a nice tree hole when i need you to be." she coos, her tone sickeningly sweet. they may annoy each other constantly, but they also get fiercely protective when someone else tries to bring their best friend grief.

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       unsure  whether  it's  the  light  shining  at  their  bodies  or  the  motion  of  the  body  beside  of  him,  memories  of  last  night  rushing  back  to  daehyun's  mind.  idea  had  seemed  good  yesterday  but,  the  moment  the  actually  act  was  happening,  it  was  the  first  time  his  skin  had  felt  so  electric   —-   but  he  was  straight,  so  why  had  onyx's  wandering  fingers  felt  so  incredible  blissful   ?   must've  been  a  heat  of  the  moment  kind  of  thing.   "  mornings,  mister.  "   slowly  pushing  his  upper  body  up  with  a  palm,  as  other  hand  were  rubbing  at  his  eye  sleepily   ;   unsure  to  read  the  male's  demeanor  right  now,  which  was  causing  a  weird  awkward  air  between  them,  which  normally  weren't  present  when  the  two  would  communicate  and  hang  out.   "  it  was  wild  last  night,  hm  ?  "   not  only  referring  to  their  shared  intimacy  but,  also  their  concert,  simply  trying  to  make  conversation.

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his body rolled onto his side as a soft sigh fell from his lips, his eyes slowly fluttering open. the light from the moon shining in through the sheer curtains on the windows, his mind still trying to process what happened a few hours ago. daehyun was asleep peacefully beside him, he looked so pretty he almost wanted to kiss him before shaking the thoughts from his mind. he was straight, totally straight and this was just a one time mishap, right? he rubbed at his face as flashbacks shot through his mind. their bodies skin to skin and groans of pleasure filling their ears. he almost thought it was all a dream but part of him was really happy that it wasn’t. he just laid there quietly, wondering how they were going to move on from this.

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       finding  their  thickening  air  almost  too  amusing,  knowing  now  that  this  wasn't  going  to  primarily  have  the  focus  of  literature.   "  ask  nicely  and  i  might  just  tell  ~  "   there  it  was,  his  usual  poking  attitude  whenever  daehyun  was  finding  intrigue  in  a  person   ;   making  it  now  his  personal  mission  to  figure  out  every  little  detail  about  dahee,  this  woman  was  getting  her  very  own  box  of  information  inside  the  vault  of  his  brain   —-   it  holding  little  knowledge  about  many  people  and  cases  he  had  worked  on  in  the  past,  a  walking  history  book  at  this  point.

a  soft  laughter,  first  one  he  had  emitted  since  their  chat  had  begun,  finding  the  return  of  response  too  endearing.   "  alright,  let's  switch  it  up  then.  "   the  nerves  at  the  end  of  his  thumb  was  sending  a  wave  of  shocks  up  his  entire  arm  and  down  his  spine,  each  time  blood  would  be  pumping  around  the  vein  he  was  touching   ;   causing  him  to  subtly  swallow  thickly   —-   and  then  the  verdict  was  in,  gaze  locking  together  with  opposites  and  as  a  mere  reply,  lips  part  and  he's  showing  his  fangs  and  making  them  vanish  again.   "  not  recent,  been  around  for  a  while  ...  longer  than  you  probably  think.  "   head  tipped  to  the  side,  eyes  searching  to  see  if  perhaps  she  was  of  the  same  species  somehow.

reply  to  her  follow-up  question  then  comes,  voice  calm  and  figuring  there  was  no  need  in  hiding  away  anymore.  dahee  knew  and  he'd  happily  satisfy  any  curiosity  she  was  having  about  them.   "  it's  primarily  humans,  yes.  "   nodding  and  tongue  then  runs  over  pair  of  lips,  gaze  momentarily  dropping  down  the  exposed  skin  of  her  neck  and  he  murmurs  out  lowly.   "  however,  other  vampire's  blood  is  different   ...   carries  history  with  them  when  you're  drinking  their  liquids.  "   which,  to  the  journalist,  was  much  more  interesting  than  the  story  of  a  mere  human  with  only  birthday  parties  to  share  in  the  midst  of  his  feeding.  a  darker  side  to  him,  not  that  he  was  directly  seeking  out  people  of  his  kin  but,  he  did  have  a  preference.

            as  soon  as  daehyun  felt  that  telltale  burn  singe  the  skin  of  his  neck,  dahee  felt  it  too,  only  hers  flared  along  her  fingertips,  a  ghostly  heat  that  had  her  eyes  widening  slightly.  "  you  got  a  vision  ?  oh,  now  i  really  need  to  know  what  it  was  .  .  "  she  said  with  a  glimmer  of  curiosity,  the  weight  of  her  recurring,  cryptic  dreams  still  heavy  on  her  shoulders.  but  maybe,  just  maybe,  the  man  seated  before  her  had  the  missing  pieces  to  the  puzzle  that  had  haunted  her  for  as  long  as  she  could  remember.

"  true,  but  you've  been  hogging  the  role  of  interrogator  until  now  .  .  "  she  quipped  in  return,  voice  light  but  eyes  sharp,  her  attention  momentarily  snagged  on  the  way  his  fingers ��brushed  against  her  skin.  the  smallest  touch  on  her  wrist  sent  her  pulse  into  a  frantic  rhythm,  completely  derailing  her  train  of  thought,  totally  not  ideal  when  she'd  waited  most  of  her  life  for  answers.  trying  to  rein  in  her  spiraling  mind,  she  steadied  her  breath  and  met  his  gaze,  a  hum  of  contemplation  in  her  throat,  "  so,  you're  a  vampire  then,  correct  ?  "  it  wasn't  a  question  that  left  room  for  denial,  more  like  a  calm  accusation  with  a  raised  brow.

"  if  so,  mind  telling  me  how  that  happened  ?  was  it  .  .  recent  ?  "  she  asked,  noting  that  he  didn't  quite  give  off  that  frantic,  newborn  energy  she  expected.  no,  he  had  a  calmness  to  him,  like  someone  who  had  made  peace  with  immortality.  and  if  that  were  the  case,  then  maybe  he'd  been  like  this  for  centuries,  maybe  even  during  the  era  she  kept  seeing  in  her  dreams.  her  tone  dropped  instinctively,  barely  above  a  whisper,  as  if  the  walls  themselves  could  lean  in  to  listen  and  eavesdrop  on  their  conversation,  "  do  you  feed  off  humans,  too  ?  "  what  was  strange  and  maybe  a  little  unhinged  as  she  mentioned,  was  that  she  felt  more  thrilled  than  terrified.  thrilled  to  finally  meet  someone  who  made  her  nightmares  feel  like  memories,  and  utterly  unfazed  at  the  possibility  of  becoming  his  next  snack.

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     blade laying on the ground was making her beating heart rise on it's own, flashes of the guy having violently opened her door and taken calculated strides toward her  —-  only saved by gabriel who had hurried out int he living room at the sounds  ;  but lilith had the image imprinted in her brain now.  " i guess, maybe, i should call the court or the police about this ... but, what if you get in trouble for this ? "  referring to the body lying on the ground, not wishing that gabriel would end with a charge because of his actions ; busy worrying more about him than her being the main target for the attack. with their hands connected she is urging the homme closer to her on the couch, nestling against his side while arm draped his waist  ;  needing to feel secure in the aftermath.  " i can't lose you either, what if he had gotten to you, gabriel ? because of me ... "  last three words are whispered out, not knowing what she would've done if the roles had been reversed and the outcome much more cruel.  " what do we do ? "

his brows furrowed at her touch, not from discomfort but from the tender way she reached for him even now; blood on her hands and all. “he had a knife, lilith.” his voice was low, barely restrained. not angry at her, never at her, but at the whole damn situation. “this wasn’t just a scare tactic. he meant to hurt you - hell maybe even worse than that.” he exhaled through his nose, steadying himself, as his gaze dropped to the blade as well. “you shouldn’t have to expect this. not for doing your job right.” his fingers found hers gently, grounding himself in the warmth of her hand despite the tension thrumming through his chest. “he got out, and came looking for you. that’s not justice. that’s a system failure.” a beat passed before he added, quieter, “...i don’t want to think about what would’ve happened if i hadn’t been here.” his grip on her hand tightened, just slightly. “i can’t lose you.”

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     " yeah, he is my little aegi. "  a soft chuckle as he put away his phone and instead decided to pay full attention on eva, the intrigue too heightened to wanna really talk about himself.  " not at all. "  a smile on display at her question, figuring that she was a rather honest person  —-  given that she had started off by telling him why his tinder profile wasn't working out.  " what kind of fodder the sealions got, why it was good for them and the nutrients in them, and then lastly i got to feed one they had in quarantine as well. "  speech of excitement, as if he was reliving every moment from the days prior to his flight. attention then shift when she's rummaging through her bag, back straightening as if to take a sneak peak at the item she was to show and at the sight, a subtle chortle emits and instinctively reaches out to touch the fur of the pencil case.  " it's super cute ... do you have a collection of pencil cases or was this simply too cute to deny ? "  poking fun at her, knowing some brought home magnets or mugs as a reminder of where they had traveled to.

"aegi... that's a cute name." eva smiles, the endearment rolling softly off her tongue. she quietly wonders if she'll ever have the chance to be introduced to his beloved pet, but she tries not to dwell on thoughts that might be getting ahead of herself. "do i look like i'm lying?" she asks instead, amused by the coincidence that they could have visited the same place at the same time without knowing. perhaps it's fate, or maybe that's just the hopeless romantic in her speaking. "ah, that sounds really cool." she nods, eyes sparking with intrigue. "what did you get to see?" she finds it lovely that they get to bond over a shared love of animals, even if she suspects he may be far more knowledgeable in the area than she is. "mostly clothes and makeup... got some drawing supplies too." she replies, a thoughtful smile creeping across her lips. she rummages through her shoulder bag, before pulling out an item and holding it up proudly. "and this!" she shows off the plush otter pencil case she bought from the aquarium. "isn't it the cutest thing?"

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       act  is  sudden  and  happening  while  she's  mid-yawn,  not  able  to  really  do  much  before  she's  held  down  by  hyunsoo's  bigger  silhouette  and  yet,  nimble  fingers  are  simply  wrapping  around  male's  forearm   ;   getting  comfortable  as  well.   "  i  thought  you  said  you  had  schedules  today  ?  "   a  true  snoozer  if  allowed  to  be,  which  hyunsoo  was  fully  supporting  right  now  as  he  basically  acted  as  a  blanket  to  her.   "  i  can  just  practice  toniiight.  "

           listening  to  her  for  a  moment,  which  makes  him  act  suddenly.  ❛  do  you  want  to  sleep  more  then  ?  ❜  he  suddenly  asks,  he  comes  to  suddenly  lay  down  in  the  bed,  suddenly  pulling  her  down  next  to  him,  turning  to  his  side  as  he  drapes  arm  and  his  leg  over  her,  like  she  was  a  body  pillow  of  some  sort.  ❛  then  we  must  sleep  more.  ❜  his  eyes  close  as  he  fakes  a  snore.

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       a  deep  inhale  of  oxygen  is  taken  vividly  and  loudly,  squint  of  an  eye  before  he's  clicking  his  tongue  against  the  roof  of  his  mouth,  absolutely  dumbfounded  at  the  position  she  had  put  him  in.   "  you're  unbelievable  right  now.  "   index  finger  was  tapping  against  the  surface  of  the  table,  in  pure  distress  at  her  pointing  and  waving  at  the  girls   —-   hadn't  even  really  noticed  them  before  sora  was  speaking  loudly  about  an  issue  he  didn't  even  have  but,  he  had  to  use  this  as  a  once  in  a  lifetime  opportunity   ;   couldn't  let  her  win  that  easily.   "  oh  ?  so  that  was  what  you  were  trying  all  along  ~  "   leaning  forward,  hand  sliding  across  the  table  and  rests  atop  of  hers,  caressing  knuckles  in  an  almost  sweet  manner   ;   trying  his  hardest  to  ignore  the  way  his  own  heartbeat  rose  upon  the  touch.   "  wanting  to  get  me  alone,  without  any  interruptions   ?   do  you  have  a  crush,  sora-ah  ?  "

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚                       pinched straw between nimble fingertips as she sipped it , ❛ well , did you ? ❜ there was no problem —- both knew that very well . smug expression ‘pon her features , nearly snorted at his soda attack ; absolutely perfect . couldn’t have planned that better ! duck lips were a go as she acted innocent , ❛ you may wanna lower your tone .. it’s giving angry ! ❜ her own voice calm , sugary sweet and angelic af . another sip of her own drink as she smiled ever so endearingly toward the girls and gave them a cute wave , ( half as an action of a goodbye ) . ❛ oh shit , sorry dude —- did you like them ? ❜ pointed toward them before back at him and grimacing over dramatically . ❛ looks like we’re both stuck in one another’s company now .. ah , sucks , right ?! ❜

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     gaze observes her and it is absolutely breaking his heart the way she was struggling to make a full sentence, which was very unlike leah  —-  often times being the more proper one regarding words and expressing herself, out of the two of them. clearly, jihoon hadn't done that before going ahead and screwing up their marriage.  " you were always good enough, don't ever second question that, leah. "  it meant the world to him, that leah made sure this wasn't caused by her personality or how much love he had for her. brain was attempting to recollect all the traces and the reason why he went ahead, acting out of pure impulses and how he could proper word it to her.  " i think  ...  in the midst of busy schedules, the many times you rejected my attempts to well, get a little more intimate  ;  messed a lot more with my brain than i had ever thought. "  in the progress, finding out that the more physical aspect of a relationship was seemingly just as important as just getting along with his lover. the two hadn't ever had any issues in the past but, jihoon had looked back to find the purpose why he had even cheated in the first place.  " it doesn't excuse anything, as i should've just told you and let you know it bothered me ... "  but he hadn't, and instead they found themselves in this situation, heartache and a troubled marriage.

somehow, his attempts at comforting her only seem to worsen the ache. "then why did you..." why would he have done what he's done, when he'd claimed those years with her were the happiest of his life? had she been so foolish, so blind, that she missed all the telltale signs of their marriage's demise? her eyes grow glassy despite her valiant efforts to remain resolute — but before everything fell apart, she could always trust him to be her safe haven for vulnerability. not anymore. "was i not good enough?" there, the ever-persistent fear instilled in her from birth, the forever lesser half of the twins. her gaze lowers to their entwined hands and she finds herself uncertain which path to choose — to withdraw her hand, her heart, or to let him remain close, despite everything that's transpired. she used to think she could manage just fine on her own, that she didn't need anyone — but she needs him, has needed him for all those years by her side. how can she possibly learn to live without her soulmate? but maybe it's time for her to accept that their time is up and not all good things last forever.

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       looking  over  the  pieces  of  paper,  finding  it  admirable  the  work  she  had  done  to  prepare  as  well   —-   jisung  normally  being  the  guy  doing  it  alone.   “  it  isn't,  i'll  edit  out  anything  you  don't  want  in  the  episode,  and  we  do  breaks  between  each  story  as  well.  “   assuring  areum  a  bit,  knowing  that  at  times  words  could  be  spoken  out  of  pure  impulse,  which  weren't  necessarily  needed  in  the  bigger  picture.  jisung  listening  attentively  as  gaze  falls  down  on  the  disturbed  pictures  of  sonic  the  hedgehog,  plumb  lips  pursing  slightly  outward  in  a  thinking  notion.   “  interesting  ...  definitely  gives  of  the  vibes  of  something  darker,  than  his  regular  universe.  ”   intrigue  was  seen  in  his  stare  as  it  locked  with  opposite  bambi-eyes  seated  across  from  him.   ”  do  you wanna start  with  an  intro  or  do  you  wanna  go  over  everything  first  ?  whichever  you're  most  comfortable  with.  ”   some  preferred  to  wing  it,  while  others  liked  knowing  a  bit  of  what  was  to  come.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚                       eagerly taking hold of her different pieces of paper , she glanced over at him —- had never been on a podcast before , it felt a little nerve wrecking . ❛ this isn’t live , right ? ❜ innocence in her question , sheepish expression soon glazed over as she offered that boxy grin . ❛ it begins with this entity had been created by an extraterrestrial cataclysm .. sounds smart ! ❜ offered him the printed out picture of the usual loveable blue hedgehog with blackened out eyes dripping with blood , ❛ he’s definitely seen better days .. ❜

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#hoondaengie 👍

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     seeming so effortlessly from laurel how she was shooting out flattery comment, or somehow tangling it into the response she'd give elena  —-  causing that initial blush of cheeks to instead remain constant on the apples of her cheeks.  " a flirt ? i think you've gotten me mistaken by somebody else, laurel ~ "  feigning innocence as they both knew elena had only been giving hints this summer, more so when she was influenced by alcohol  ;  a lightweight so a couple of glasses and you could find her gazing almost dreamily toward laurel. breath gets stuck in her throat the minute their faces are inches apart, gaze doing that downward flicker to femme's pair of lips and then back up.  " hmmm, mixture of both ? "  voice having gone quieter as she pushes forward, allowing a cute act of their noses to brush each other but she isn't moving backward  —-  in fact, her hand sets the glass of wine away behind them to allow it to rest atop of laurel's behind them.  " any specific reason though ? if it was, hypothetically, me being the reason. "  teasing lace decorating her voice and pearly whites dig into bottom lip momentarily.

laurel felt the soft bump of elena's shoulder and let a small smile tug at the corner of her lips, the kind that didn't need effort — the kind that only ever showed up around her. "mm, a multi-talented woman, huh? swimmer and flirt," she teased, eyes flicking to the glass then back to elena, not missing the way her cheeks colored. the heat wasn't just from the wine, and they both knew it. her own gaze dropped briefly to where their feet moved beneath the water like they were brushing around the edges of something neither of them had dared to name. but when elena spoke again — chin on her shoulder, wearing that grin — laurel couldn't help the quiet laugh that left her, warm and low. "what if you were?" she asked, turning slightly so their faces were almost too close. "would that make you nervous… or flattered?" her voice had softened, but the teasing lilt was still there — barely. what lingered more was the tension, thick in the air between them, and the unspoken truth neither of them seemed all that interested in hiding anymore.

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       the  skittish  jump  that  she  makes  causes  a  minor  chuckle  to  emit,  ensuring  a  tight  grasp  around  her  middle  while  he'd  waddle  along  with  her  while  she  finished  putting  away  her  folded  clothes,  not  wanting  to  really  let  go  of  her,  then  rather  an  awkward  walk  for  the  two  of  them.   "  nope,  i  had  more  important  matters  to  tend  to.  "   clearly  referring  to  her,  considering  him  being  glued  to  her  right  now   ;   not  one  who  carried  around  much  anyway,  especially  not  in  the  summer.  with  her  turning  to  fully  face  him,  that's  when  the  hug  loosens  up  before  resuming  in  embracing  her  to  him   —-   amazed  how  perfectly  their  bodies  fit  together,  like  they  were  truly  meant  to  be  all  these  years  of  just  longing  from  afar.  listening  attentively  to  her  every  wish,  gaze  lovingly  captivating  her  beauty  and  the  little  cheeky  smiles  she'd  flash  every  time  she  spoke   ;   one  of  his  own  appearing,  filled  with  adoration  to  the  femme  in  his  arms.   "  all  pretty  good  ideas,  i'd  say  ...  as  expected  from  you.  "   always  known  to  come  up  with  the  more  fun  ideas  to  do,  not  just  one  who'd  lay  around  for  days  in  a  row.

palm  glided  up  and  following  the  curves  of  her  spine,  cupping  the  side  of  her  face  in  a  gently  manner.   "  perhaps  we  could  make  it  a  small  trip  to  the  other  side  of  the  island,  watch  the  sunset  and  sunrise  ...  skinny  dipping  by  the  ocean  —-  "   pausing  to  brush  strands  out  of  her  hair,  pushing  it  to  rest  behind  her  ear.   "  either  rent  a  van  or  rent  a  hotel  room  for  a  night  ?  "   making  it  a  two  days,  one  night  kind  of  trip  where  it'd  just  be  the  two  of  them   ;   luckily  something  they  had  done  before  when  they  went  to  hike  one  of  the  previous  summers,  so  it  wouldn't  rise  any  suspicious  remarks  by  their  parents.   "  maybe  we  could  do  a  pottery  class  together  ?  i've  heard  they  have  a  local  craftsman  store  here  ...  not  that  i'm  crafty  but,  could  maybe  be  fun  to  do  together.  "   that's  when  male  inches  forward,  lips  leveled  with  femme's  own  as  lids  is  hooded   ;   a  shift  in  his  stare  to  a  one  of  mischief  instead.   "  then  be  by  the  pool,  perhaps  alone  at  night  for  an  evening  swim  together  ?  "   pad  of  thumb  tracing  the  outline  of  her  plumb  lower  lip,  hum  low  in  his  throat  as  lips  were  already  tingling  to  kiss  her  again.

𐚁 ݁. . .         the  excitement  still  hummed  beneath  her  skin  as  millie  opened  the  door  to  her  usual  bedroom.  "  i  really  should  unpack  .  .  "  she  mumbled  to  herself,  fully  aware  that  if  she  didn't  do  it  now,  she'd  procrastinate  until  it  became  a  chaotic  mess.  so  immersed  in  folding  and  sorting,  she  didn't  even  notice  jisung's  quiet  entrance,  "  oh  !  god,  you  scared  me  .  .  "  her  surprise  melted  the  second  his  scent  wrapped  around  her,  grounding  her  in  a  way  only  he  could.  she  tilted  her  head,  welcoming  his  kisses  with  a  dreamy  sigh,  a  smile  appearing  on  her  face,  "  it  was  an  invitation,  baby.  i'm  glad  you  caught  onto  it.  "  resuming  her  task  of  unloading  shirts  from  her  carry-on  to  the  dresser.  "  are  you  done  unpacking  ?  "  she  asked,  glancing  back  to  face  him,  fingers  squeezing  around  his  hand  before  she  turns  around  fully,  her  arms  lazily  looping  around  his  neck,  gaze  soft  and  full  of  that  same  wonder  she  always  had  when  she  looked  at  him.

 "  i  do  want  to  take  a  drive  out  and  watch  the  sunset  and  maybe  the  sunrise  ?  doesn't  have  to  be  on  the  same  day,  of  course.  "  she  murmured,  fingers  playing  with  his  hair  as  she  pressed  close,  already  molded  against  him  like  she  belonged  there.  the  magnetic  pull  between  them  hadn't  lessened.  in  fact,  that  one  fateful  night  had  only  made  it  stronger.  "  orrrr  we  can  go  skinny  dipping  at  some  point  ?  "  she  added,  eyes  gleaming  with  mischief,  her  grin  matching  the  bold  suggestion.  "  i  don't  think  i've  ever  done  that—  ooh  !  and  we  can  go  in  the  hot  tub,  but  maybe  when  everyone  is  asleep  ?  when  they're  all  awake,  it'll  be  boring.  "  she  pouted,  lips  pursed  dramatically  as  her  hand  slid  up  to  gently  sweep  his  dark  hair  back  from  his  forehead.  "  what  about  you  ?  is  there  anything  you'd  like  to  do  while  we're  here  ?  i  really  want  to  make  the  most  out  of  our  time  away  from  a  lot  of  people.  "  after  all,  this  trip  wasn't  just  hers  to  enjoy,  she  wanted  to  check  every  box  on  his  secret  wishlist  too.

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     " i think i'll manage doing the heavy pull if needed. "  reliable and honestly speaking, sending a smile in eva's direction and he was just happy that he caught another chance of getting her under four eyes  —-  let alone by the reason that smile was reappearing on her features.  " do you need to pack a small bag beforehand then ? "  taking note of the minor sulking expression on femme's face, figuring either soobin had been writing a stupid excuse, or else he hadn't been writing to her at all  ;  both probably valid reasons why it'd make her seem disappointed.  " or is all your things in soobin's room ? i can go collect them if needed, i don't think he's at home right now. "  offering that small gesture, in case walking into a trail of backlash from their previous fight, wishing to just pull her away from it and get her mind on other and better things ; then later on, they could revisit this talk.

"oh, really? that sounds fun," eva smiles, excited by the idea he's suggested to distract her from heavier matters. "let's do it… if you don't mind having to carry me, that is. i think it'll take some time for me to get the hang of it again, but i'll do my best," she promises with a nod. "camping?" her eyes widen at the suggestion, aware that they're venturing into questionable territory, and it's an activity she should discuss with her boyfriend before agreeing — but since they're currently fighting, she quickly puts that idea aside. some time away from their shared apartment would be good for her sanity, she thinks. "i'd love that… it's been a while since i last went camping." she murmurs, pulling out her phone to check the weather app, disappointment flitting across her features when she finds no new texts or calls from her partner. "and the weather's perfect for it right now."