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       "  jealous  ?  no.  no  need  for  me  to  be  that.  "   which  was  true  in  a  sense,  jealousy  wasn't  pretty  and  yoojoon  had  better  things  to  deal  with,  than  having  such  emotions  towards  one  of  his  guards   ;   when  he  knew  seolhwa  wasn't  innocently  talking  the  employed  up.   "  you're  acting  quite  dramatic  right  now,  you  know.  "   almost  amused  at  the  way  femme  was  sulking  and  to  then  come  up  with  assumptions  that  they'd  cage  up  the  seolhwa  and  her  dog  without  food,  she  was  still  a  forced  guest  but,  the  room  and  food  wouldn't  stop  coming.   "  i  won't  throw  you  in  a  hole,  you  just  need  to  be  in  your  room  because  when  i  leave  for  five  minutes,  you  bolted  to  one  of  the  outer  ranges  of  the  property.  "   simple  talk  and  factual,  if  she  couldn't  maintain  within  the  actually  perimeter  of  his  home,  then  she  couldn't  be  alone  outside   ;   simple  as  that. " so if you can stop that, i'll reconsider. "

"are you jealous of his looks or something ?" she almost scoffed at his lack of trust. "it's not my fault you're incapable of trusting people." it's not my fault, that'll become her most used argument eventually but she can't help it when all of this ... was caused by him. her hand rubs her wrist, a little thespian in her display but through her inscrutable expression nobody would be able to tell. "that hurt." she sulks, eyes rolling with a frown. "then you're just showing me your true colours. being evil seems to suit you more than pretending to be kind." but just then she looks around in slight evident panic. "don't hurt mongi, though. let her go back if you're just gonna let her starve to death or something." she's her biggest concern at the moment, more than staying to keep her company ... she'd rather her baby be alive and well.

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     " i ain't complaining about that, no. "  it was higher than most bodyguard pays, there was no denying that but, minjun hadn't taken the job of such high risk if it hadn't  —-  which was a lie, this sort of risky business meant there was times he felt like he was back on the field, going through the war crimes of being in the military. so in a sense, it was strangely calming down his backlash episodes he sometimes would get when being on his own.  " that is true, you're kinda stuck here. "  which homme also felt like he was now that he had thanked yes to the job, trusty and loyal. catching glance of her blushing face causes pearly whites to graze lower lip, unsure why he'd suddenly notice that about eva but, their proximity hadn't ever been this close.  " what would you be doing, if you could choose yourself ? "  voice slightly lower as body shifts only to cause the gap to be slimmer, not really sure what his heart was making him do now, mind cursing reminders that he was on job right now.

"i'd imagine it pays much better too." not that she has ever had to work a day in her life, but suffice to say that the job is well-compensated given the risks it involves. her family isn't known for exploiting those who are loyal and useful to them. however, it would be wrong to try and double cross them considering that being on the bad side would equate to hell on earth. "well…" she changes to another antiseptic gauze, focusing on another scratch over his chin this time, feeling more warmth to her own cheeks from their proximity. "it's not like i get to switch lives the way barbie does her clothes, so." she shrugs, knowing while her life is unconventional and much more dangerous than most, she is also fortunate to have the protection she has been given. "it could be worse."

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     " that is true, would be quite rude of us. "  during conversation, their bodies had moved closer in automation, completely drawn to the femme without an end. a smirk and their lips are then locked together in a soft smile, strong hand pressing to small of halle's back while the other was cupping the side of her nape  ;  head angling to deepen the kiss furthermore as he savored her sweet and almost addictive taste.

" can't have our guests crying and leaving because there's sand in their eyes. " her breath caught at the touch of his thumb over her lips, gaze fully settling on him and unable to break the gaze for even a moment. " i think you've already melted me. " admission came easy before she dipped her head to press her lips against his in a soft kiss.

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       "  as  am  i  ~  "   voice  soft  as  she  spoke,  a  laughter  soon  interrupting  it  due  to  the  dramatic  flex  homme  made.   "  oooh  !!  "   hyping  haneul  on  with  an  amused  glint  sparkling  in  her  eyes,  loving  how  easily  this  guy  was  making  her  feel   ;   blind  dates  was  so  foreign  to  her,  so  the  fact  that  male  was  this  openly  joking  and  striking  up  conversation  made  miyeon  so  much  more  at  ease.  eyes  flickered  over  haneul's  side  profile,  sharp  nose  and  finding  herself  smiling  subtly.   "  you  definitely  aren't  ugly  but,  i  do  think  you  already  know  this.  "   honesty  in  her  voice  and  that's  when  he  showcases  the  power  he  beholds  in  flustering  her  within  span  of  seconds,  feeling  her  heart  beat  rising  rapidly  in  her  chest.   "  there's  just  never  ending  compliments  coming  from  you,  eh  ?  "   gaze  moved  away  to  allow  herself  to  calm  down  a  little  bit,  instead  focusing  on  the  pretty  sakura's  surrounding  them,  loving  how  peacefully  the  petals  seemed  to  falls  slowly.   "  so  you're  easily  distracted,  is  that  it  ?  "   hint  of  mischief  as  pearly  whites  is  seen  capturing  bottom  lip  in  an  almost  sheepish  manner.

             laughing  quietly  under  his  breath,  the  sound  soft  like  the  breeze  weaving  through  the  sakura  trees.  ❛  i'm  hoping  for  the  better.  ❜  he  teased,  the  faintest  spark  of  amusement  in  his  gaze  as  he  let  her  squeeze  his  arm  without  protest,  pretending  to  flex  dramatically  just  to  make  her  laugh.  he  tilted  his  head  slightly  when  he  felt  her  fingers  brush  through  his  hair,  staying  still  as  she  picked  the  petal  out.  His  smile  grew,  easy  and  warm,  the  kind  that  made  it  too  hard  to  tell  whether  he  was  teasing  or  sincere.  ❛  careful  ..  ❜  he  murmured,  voice  dropping  just  a  little.  ❛  if  you  keep  looking  at  me  like  that,  i  might  start  thinking  i'm  pretty  or  something.  ❜  his  eyes  stayed  on  hers  for  a  beat  longer,  before  he  bumped  his  shoulder  gently  against  hers,  light  hearted  again.  ❛  and  for  the  record  ..  you  are  already  plenty  distracting.  so  i  will  let  it  slide  just  this  once.  ❜

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       disbelief  decorates  feminine  features  at  homme's  statement  ,   clear  that  she  was  disappointed  the  male  wasn't  aware  .   "  is  that  an  actual  question  of  yours   ?   do  you  really  not  know  ?  "   misoo  wondering  if  she  should  paint  the  picture  for  him  or  ,   if  he  could  do  so  himself  .

               "  i  called  you  like  a  million  times  .  why  didn't  you  pick  up  ?  "

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     something so intriguing about boyeon ,  always having been that quiet guy at the back of class ,  a person few would notice and even daehyun had first proper paid attention the day they had been assigned to be each others project partners  ;  only few weeks later and he is finding the secrets this male was hiding , so publicly on a social media app .  some would've just secretly admired the hidden agenda that boyeon was teasing with but ,  daehyun was different  —-  a teaser by heart also meant he'd try and unravel the smallest of details there was to know about his ,  supposedly sweet ,  project partner .  in the end ,  it was just getting to know each other better right  ?  at least that's what most would be thinking when seen interacting elsewhere than only the lecture room .

stolen glances had been taken at boyeon ,  secretly ,  before at side profile and a sharp yet ,  cute ,  nose on display  —-  focused face whenever the teacher would go on and blabber on about topic  ;  he is a pretty guy ,  no use or desire to hide that .  daehyun having just found his rabbit hole to pursue whatever this interest of his was ,  to poke at boyeon and figure out what would cause a dust of pink to warm the apples of his cheeks  ;  what would push him to actually speak a regular sentence to him .  small ,  innocent things  ...  if you didn't count the description as being his way in .

words is almost so silent that daehyun doesn't catch them ,  could also be because his attention had been elsewhere  ;  running over details of boyeon's face ,  down to the prominent jaw line as it'd tighten upon the smallest little push of act homme was doing  —-  oh ,  daehyun was having a little too much fun with this ,  knowing he was maybe pushing boundaries there weren't made for him to even be in .  arm around back of chair remains but ,  hand moves just a few inches in order to allow the tip of his thumb to caress along the other's shoulder ,  up and down motions almost as to keep letting boyeon know his presence was still close  ;  too close for project partners .  " oh you don't ? "  stare falls to the scribble and he still isn't on track with the correct color ,  meaning his little chase would simply keep on  ;  not a guy to just give up after a few meek attempts of guessing .

spare hand reaches for his phone in pocket of his pants ,  face unlocking and thumb navigates to the app in question  ;  having remained on there in order it was needed for proof .  evil he was at times ,  needing to get points across through factual means .  " so this isn't you ? "  phone is slid over and allowing only boyeon to see but ,  this also makes his body face male properly now and for knees to brush against one another beneath the row of tables  —-  not minding any form of physical contact at all ,  as that was only fuel to the knowledge he was collecting about boyeon now .  on phone is shown boyeon's name ,  description and daehyun had even cheekily swiped over to have that photo on display  ;  mischievous smirk tugging at the corners of his lips .

he tells himself that if he keeps looking down , if his eyes stay glued to the blank page then this will all just disappear . a fresh wave of embarrassment crashes over him as he processes , not only was his bio a little more daring than he was , not only did he include a tease of a lyric , but there was the photo he'd chosen with shaky fingers , his friend bora pushing him to include a photo that , as she put it , would give them a little taste without ruining the flavor . maybe he was foolish for listening to his friend , because now as he's sat , staring at the paper with unblinking focus , certain he would see the blue lines when he went to sleep later , he's realizing that if daehyun had seen his profile , if he'd seen that line of his bio that resulted in this ( whatever this is ) , then he'd also seen that photo .

what are the chances ? ― a stupid question to ask when it boils down to the fact that up to 90 % of the campus is on the damn app and really , he shouldn't be so surprised that somebody he knew ( kind of knew , knew of , was a better way of phrasing it ) stumbled upon his profile . he just didn't expect it to be his project partner , definitely didn't expect him to suddenly be interested in boyeon ( or the color of his underwear ) .

the attention makes his skin buzz , as if there's a beehive just under the surface , winged insects making a home out of his body [ A GROVE OF MILKWEED AND ASTER ; BEES ` & BUTTERFLIES UNDER HIS SKIN , IN HIS STOMACH ] boyeon is pretty sure that the butterflies aren't directly related to the other , rather the other implications settling in the air . the words cute blush leave the other , their wings flap again , make themselves known in the valley of his stomach again and boyeon kind of wishes he could dig into his own body and pinch the fragile threads of the wings between his fingers , tie up their wings so they're unable to flutter along the muscle of his stomach . red blotches into his cheeks , refuses to let up any , only darkens against his skin . there is a moment where boyeon's eyes flicker , thrown off by the compliment ( it is a compliment right ? ) , they land on daehyun for a beat , jaw clenches and then he's letting his gaze slip away , suddenly very thankful that he hasn't cut his hair recently , the ability to hide behind the loose curtains .

surprise is marked by a quiet gasp . daehyun shifts closer , boyeon can feel where he might as well be caging him in . the scent of citris and salt water bleeds into his space and boyeon tries not to notice the way it makes his head spin . there's almost an intimacy held in their space , like they're passing secrets ― maybe it looks like they are , maybe they will . daehyun seems adamant in his mission here ; whether that's to fluster boyeon or something else entirely . daehyun went from stepping his space to completely leaping into it with his whole body , as if he had no concept of personal space ` & boyeon doesn't trust himself to speak , but he does . feigning innocence , " i don't know what you're talking about " said with a tone hushed against the background noise of the class , the other is likely only able to hear him because of how close he is . direct attention still withheld from daehyun . he lifts the pen , the ballpoint scribbling over the paper now . he doesn't write anything worth any scholars or anything , knowing daehyun is paying attention , a frowny face in the margin as he writes a ' no ' next to it .

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     sight of femme's nearly bare silhouette causes breath to be stuck in his throat, not one to have been on endless dates so taking inspiration from one of the many films he had been watching  ;  flowers would always warm up a conversation.  “ a-ah yes ! i brought them for you. “  unsure what to do but eventually decided to hand them over to the woman, trying his hardest to not let eyes wander on their own  ;  not wishing to cause any form of discomfort to her  —-  especially not on their first date with each other.  “ thank you … did i miss the timing we agreed on ? “  obviously referring to the silky lingerie there was prettily falling over her curves, color of red spreading up along his neck to cover his ears  ;  without sunghyun noticing himself.

"oh, hey. you're early —" before asami even has time to spray her perfume to complete the look. she stops in her track when she notices the flower they are holding, confusion settles in her eyes as she tries to process what is happening. "these are… for me?" a pink flush rises to her cheeks as she is left feeling like an idiot in her silky lingerie, one that falls perfectly over her curvy figure. "i — uh," they definitely aren't on the same page, are they? "please, just come in first." what she is wearing isn't entirely appropriate if her neighbours happen to walk out into their conversation, after all. / @gcholdtrops

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     nose scrunches upward a bit, as if he knew everything about the dude who left in a hurry.  " i actually think it was him trying to look all dark and mysterious, and the rose ... that was just straight up cheesy. "  a soft snort at her mimicking throwing a punch, eyes squinting almost as if he was studying the gesture more closely.  " don't know about that one. "  leaning back just enough to dodge the second nudge ariel was throwing in his general direction, an almost victorious smirk taking appearance onto his features ; as if to say  ' hah, too slow ' . an overly dramatic sigh emits from his pair of lips.  " fine, i'll get us more to drink. "  not admitting that her sweet act of batting her eyelashes was something keon had found rather endearing, he simply couldn't. standing in line and when it was his turn, ordering two iced americanos for the two of them, along with a red velvet cake  ;  sweet temptations that homme never could reject.  " here you go, your highness. "  placing the drink down, plate in between them with forks on either sides.  " so you're just looking for a toy, is that it ? "

"what gave it away?" ariel asks, her tone unserious. "the all-black fit or how he looked like he might not have slept at all last night?" a lighthearted chuckle escapes her then, as she shakes her head in amusement at the silliness of their current topic of discussion. "i can throw a pretty good punch, you know." she adds, mimicking the motion of throwing a punch — fortunately for him, only doing so in the air. "somebody serious? in this economy?" she laughs dryly, before idly stirring her coffee with the straw. she isn't exactly looking for a fleeting fling or casual romance either, but thinking so far ahead is meaningless when she's only in the initial texting stage with most of the people she's matched with online. "yah!" she then gives him another nudge when he steals her drink, "get your own drink!" not that she necessarily mourns the loss of her now diluted americano. "in fact, get two drinks." she adds cheekily, batting her eyelashes at him. "i want an iced cappuccino now, thanks."

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     a small ring of victory in her mind when homme's words was cut off, as if it had been something on the route of learning walter had shown her the past couple of weeks. arms snakes around broad shoulders upon his urging of closing the proximity between them, head angling in order to deepen the kiss furthermore  ;  painted fingernails digging into clothed shoulder, as if she never wished to let go  —-  how easily she had gotten wrapped around the homme's finger, intruiged what he always had to offer and savor of taste being something akemi found herself longing when apart for too long.

amusement tints his eyes, smiling at her antics -- is this the same akemi from weeks ago? doesn't seem like it. "i don't think--" his words are cut off before he can finish his reply, cheeky woman already kissing him again. and walter? he's all too charmed not to indulge in the sweet moment, his hands grabbing her hips to keep her close to him as mouths glide over each other. what an addictive thing she's turned out to be.

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i will try to dive into my drafts today if work isn't crazy. it's been a busy couple of days and i just totally lost muse to write because i've been so exhausted. sorry for the wait -- expecting to keep my queue posting a few replies a day though!

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       death  stare  emmerged,  allowing  it  to  be  shot  in  the  general  direction  of  where  xiaoyu  stood   ;   ignoring  the  stupid  lens  of  the  woman's  camera   —-   hadn't  misoo  cared  a  lot  for  this  crazy  girl,  she  would've  bolted  away  a  long  time  ago  but,  this  was  just  their  dynamic.   "  you  and  i  will  chat  after  ...  "   signaling  she  kept  an  eye  on  woman.  a  clearing  of  her  throat  and  then  her  signature  million  dollar  smile  was  on  display   ;   candy  like  voice  speaking.   "  if  you  wanna  spend  this  summer  farming,  fostering  cute  animals  then  you  should  buy  this  amooosing  game  right  now  ~  oinkadoodle  everyone  !  "   combined  word  made  up  on  the  spot  as  she  made  a  heart  with  her  hands  at  the  same  time.

༊⋆｡˚                       awh shit , plan foiled . ❛ okay , well yes —- it’s gonna help me financially and you .. not so much , ❜ that was a lie , xiâoyu would pay her no matter what and probably over half of what she earned due to her simply putting up with her bullshit . ❛ just moo and say the line —- ❜ i m m e d i a t e l y had the camera in her face , the doziest grin feigning lineaments as she did a wiggle . ❛ so , why should everyone in the world play this cosy farm game ?! ❜ glared at her to say the line ; amoosing —- emphasis on the moo ! oscar worthy af !

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       mention  of  fatigue  sounds  almost  like  a  joke  to  sooho,  even  causing  a  minor  laughter  to  erupt   ;   softer  than  normal  due  to  his  drained  energy,  clearly  lacking  in  his  otherwise  smart  remarks  as  responses.   “  perhaps  so   —-   i  guess  i  can  no  longer  be  called  a  young  rising  star  though,  if  my  fatigue  dies  out.  “   of  course  anyone  could  experience  overworking  leading  to  the  body  shutting  down  on  its  own   ;   actual  a  study  showed  how  many  people  a  year  would  end  up  in  the  hospital  from  mental  stress,  yet,  homme  didn’t  feel  like  he  was  stressing  himself.  quite  the  opposite  as  he  was  simply  competitive  by  heart,  pouring  all  his  hard  effort  into  this  sport.

brows  furrow  upon  her  mention  of  meeting  somebody  else,  never  having  heard  of  the  school  pool  being  a  meeting  place  for  youngsters.   “  by  the  pool   ?   did  you  plan  on  a  late  evening  dip  before  going  home  ?  “   weak  attempt  of  a  joke,  getting  the  hunch  that  there  was  facts  missing  between  the  lines  of  the  femme’s  speech   —-   let  alone,  his  belief  not  trusting  that  he’d  simply  faint  from  fatigue,  there  simply  was  no  way  that’d  ever  be  correct.

fingertips  kept  rubbing  over  the  weird  structure  along  his  nape,  which  had  an  almost  constant  frown  to  be  painting  his  features.   “  i  am  but,  hey   —-   can  you  take  a  look  at  this  ?  “   asking  with  genuine  hope  she  would,  tipping  head  a  bit  to  the  side  in  order  to  display  the  weak  outline  of  where  the  woman’s  fangs  had  been  but,  sooho  being  completely  oblivious  to  that   ;   there  wasn’t  a  thing  like  vampires  and  honestly,  he  didn’t  even  think  of  those  lines  either.   “  did  you  find  me  in  the  water  or  by  the  pool  ?  “

            guilt  was  eating  at  her  and  it  was  insatiable.  to  this  day,  ever  since  her  feeding  tirade,  dahee  never  had  to  interact  with  any  of  her  victims.  given  that  the  first  few  were  .  .  well,  in  no  state  to  chat,  it  made  it  infinitely  worse  now,  having  to  face  someone  who  had  become  her  dinner.  swallowing  thickly  as  the  male  began  recounting  his  side  of  the  ordeal,  dahee  summoned  a  tight,  sheepish  smile,  "  i-  i  guess  so  .  .  maybe  it's  just  fatigue  catching  up  to  you  ?  you  know,  being  an  athlete  and  all  ?  "

 still  riding  the  wave  of  adrenaline,  and  something  far  more  potent,  dahee  clocked  another  oddity:  the  aftermath  of  drinking  his  blood  felt  different.  usually,  she'd  battle  a  wave  of  nausea  even  after  sating  her  hunger,  but  with  this  particular  .  .  type  ?  it  was  like  she  could  sprout  wings  and  take  off.  "  oh,  i  was  finishing  up  a  project  in  the  school  library,  "  she  answered  truthfully  enough,  but  the  real  challenge  came  with  explaining  her  presence  at  the  aquatics  center.  "  and  then  i  was  supposed  to  meet  my  friend  by  the  pool  .  .  but,  i  found  you  first.  "  each  additional  lie  planted  another  seed  of  guilt  in  the  female.

 "  it's  nice  to  meet  you,  sooho.  i'm  dahee.  "  her  smile  softened,  bowing  her  head  politely  once,  "  do  you  .  .  feel  okay  ?  like,  nothing  horribly  wrong ?  "  she  asked,  clinging  to  hope  that  he'd  say  yes  to  ease  the  gnawing  guilt  clawing  at  her  conscience.

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     being protective so direct was new ,  something where yongguk was often the one in han’s place ,  rather than the one watching  —-  naturally possessive and over protective of the people in his life ,  where care had become such a big part of the relation they had created .  han was that ; the person yongguk found himself wanting to care for ,  to create a happy space where no harm could ever reach this endearing guy .  “ nobody ever did that ,  for me before .  “  words truthful ,  as if to ensure that yongguk hadn’t meant it poorly in any way  ;  in fact ,  it was just proving to homme that his feelings for han was definitely stronger than what yongguk may had admitted too before ,  always so anxious to feel like a force toward han .  “ yeah  ?  sounds like i have something to look forward to . “  and there it was ,  a word spoken aloud which caused him to see red ,  using such a term to describe han was beyond him  —-  hadn’t han pulled him to a stance and away from the area ,  he could’ve probably launched his dizzy minded self over to the already defeated jun on the ground ,  simply to give him a round of him throwing punches .  once again ,  han had become the savior for his darker places of his mind .

     droplets starts to hit tip of yongguk’s nose ,  soon falling freely around them the minute han pulls the two of them to a stop  —-  question causing a slight furrow of eyebrows ,  gaze flickering over the expression appearing on han’s features .  a step forward to close gap between the two ,  ignoring the headache pressing at his temples while hands rose to cup the apples of han’s cheeks .  “ no ,  i believe we have something else ,  something stronger and therefore i have no fear you’d come to me if there ever comes a time where your feelings change for me . “  a pause , leaning forward to allow now wet foreheads to connect thanks to the rain ,  muttering softly .  “ if i can’t make you happy anymore ,  i’d want you to leave and find that somewhere else . “  it was his finest mission now ,  to cause happiness to the male in front of him

it makes han chuckle , softens the harshness of his eyes momentarily as he shakes his head . hot , yongguk says and han was close to actually going to jail if he kept punching that bastard a few fists more . ‘ i don't think it was hot at all . ‘ he's caught himself getting turned on whenever yongguk would glare at someone back in the club han sang in , or whenever he stared at the screen a little too intensely when he was watching a video . but han hasn't found himself attracted to any other man's glares ─ ridiculous , he feels his cheeks burn . ‘ let's go somewhere quiet . eat something , and i will make sure your pain goes away after . ‘ a small smirk tells yongguk there were very creative ideas in his head regarding how he was going to make sure the pain disappeared . as he pulled the other man away , he heard jun call him a whore and it made him pause . it hit right where it should , but he ignored it and wrapped his hand around yongguk's arm to pull him away . the noises get duller , he takes out a tissue from his pocket and holds it under yongguk's nose to stop it if it bleeds . ‘ .. i want to ask you something . ‘ it starts to rain , quietly , slowly . the sound mixing with the cars and quiet chats of people passing by them . han stops them and holds yongguk's arms , trying to catch his eyes . ‘ do you think i will cheat on you ? ‘ a pause , he lowers his hands and runs his hands through his hair . a little stressed . ‘ i mean - i know . that's how we met right ? i understand if you worry about that . that it's what i always do . it's okay . ‘

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     " oh  ?  so i should be taking small notes  ...  am i studying for an exam almost  ?  "  there's a playful tone lacing in homme's voice, having heard of others using sticky notes or notate in actual books  ;  not something logan would do to book borrowed from the library, obviously not.  " hmm, mind helping me choose a genre  ?  then i can look for a book we can read together  ?  "

"of course! i’m already compiling a list of questions to ask you so you’d better hurry up and start reading!" she had always delighted in sharing her favorite stories, eager to hear others’ perspectives, especially when they differed from her own. "but since you’ll be reading one of my favorites, it’s only fair you choose the book we buddy read together."

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     " you ? under the stars in the middle of a camping area ? "  lips press into a thin line before the homme shakes his head a few times, smile of amusement decorating his features.  " i doubt that, miyoung. "  trying his hardest to remember the time he went camping, where he was in the woman's position on just helping out ; recalling what the point of view would've been from them.  " yeah, i do think i'm starting to grab ahold of how this is done. "  after getting the skeleton up to stand correctly, he grabs the tent itself and sprawled it on the ground.  " i think we just need to put the polls to the correct ones of the tent too. "

"Aaawwee..." She juts her lower lip out before chuckling, shaking her head slightly out of amusement. "I would have been fine just sleeping under the starry sky." She states a lie. The thought is appealing, but would she actually have been fine with it? No. She's already trying to figure out how will she sleep inside the tent, a camping mattress between her and the not - so - soft ground. Looking at the page and then at what he's trying to do, she gets up from the ground to hold onto the tent's side. "I just need to hold this while you do whatever you need to do, right?"

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     with every word the femme would speak, hinting to what the vibes of the song should be, pencil would be scribbling it down in form of bullet points on his notebook  ;  quick and smooth, almost unnoticed if leaf hadn’t been seated directly next to him in that moment. a small smile is drawn across his face upon her joke, light roll of his eyes to display a form of acknowledgement towards her words.  “ me ? i mean, not really  …  i don’t think i thought about it before a friend read some of my scribbles, then i landed a job here and well, here you and i are now. “  about to comment when the woman speaks up, catching jonghyun’s entire attention once more  —-  finding it fascinating how quickly her mind seemed to draw a picture of what the song should be about  ;  two strengths meeting between the two of them.

     mind went into a pondering moment, causing a slight silence to fall in the studio, but not an awkward one as it was broken apart by his pencil hitting against the table  ;  almost as if he was producing a minor beat in his mind already  —-  a state that jonghyun often found himself in when given these sort of open-end table of options.  “ okay, how about this being the last line to somehow get it across. “  not one to use his voice much, he wrote the sentence down on the notebook, sliding it over for femme to look at while he then took a sip from the offered cup.

     ” you liked the taste of my collapse  —-  sweet as sin on your silver tongue. “

    A manner about him. His words draw her in effortlessly. Pulls incomplete pictures out of her head and perfects them. He’s not painfully loud or chatty but when he speaks, there’s an inclination to listen. His ability to empathise and get to the root of the matter fascinates her. She’s usually careful about who she gives her admiration to but this songwriter… he might break through her walls yet. His work ethic certainly has. Rather than keying her thoughts into a machine, the barely-legible scribbles dictated by passion and emotion feel smoother to her. Something they seemed to share in common. She glances at his notebook, curious about him, about the thoughts hidden behind his stoic exterior. “I speak Korean.” Leaf asserts, dead-panned, when he seeks her understanding. She’s teasing, of course. She gets his meaning. “잘한다. You’re good at this. Did you always want to get into songwriting? It sounds like we might be wanting to address objectification through dark romance and sensuality. Or including it at the very least.��

    She snaps, back shooting off the chair. “Ah! I got it. What if it’s portrayed like a toxic relationship but it’s in a pov that treats the listeners like voyeurs. Then, twist! We end it with a line that faults them for being passive bystanders. Because even just watching (objectifying) is a crime.” She reaches for her third cup of iced coffee, sipping. “And nothing soft either. Make it hard-hitting. Get under people’s skin. If some of my fans don’t criticise me after this, I don’t want it.” She pries the cap off, nudging him, offering him her cup. “Think you can do it?” She teases with a daring tilt of her head.

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     tongue clicks against roof of his mouth, stepping forward with a hand reaching up underneath femme's chin ; tipping her head backward.  " oh come on, i saw how you frowned over in the corner earlier tonight. "  voice soft but with a slight mischievous hint to it.

"i have no idea what you're talking about. you can do whatever you want... i honestly don't care." zara gave the other a casual shrug, her acting performance worthy of an oscar statue.