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[ofdamnation]

i won't lie i'm struggling big time with fcs bc everyone is turning out to be problematic , like literally a new one every day and it's making me not wanna use gifs so i'm kind of flocking to discord ... if writing on discord is smth you'd like to do instead maybe then hmu there though ! @ofdamnation . otherwise , pls be patient with me and my replies ilu i am loving the threads i have i just don't wanna use gifs rn gkhgkkhg sorry

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"you knew that when you met me, when you first ever got yourself into this." the femme reminds him bluntly, lips pursing into a thin line as he continues. tears well in her eyes, though she doesn't dare to let a single one fall as he questions if this is it for them. "i don't know, baram. is it?" poise and calmness is embedded in her dna, even in a time like this. facade drops even if it's just for a moment, a shred of weakness. "do you love me?"

he watches her, the elegance and poise she's imbued herself with often making a fool of people. he has been such a fool as well, deceived by the calm demeanor and careful words. no. fooled by the love that has consumed him for years now. "you won't stop until you get what you want," he muses, repeats the sentiment she's delivered so insistently. it seems his mind has been deluded by the same fantasies dambi's has been, the same ideas he's often criticized of her. "is that it?" baram questions her one last time, the last confirmation he needs before making his mind.

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the nickname still sounds so sweet rolling off her tongue, breath catches in the back of her throat for a moment. "not if we win." the femme tries to make dambi see reason, tenseness evident in the way she carries herself even when she's given such a gentle squeeze of affection. "no, you don't want to do it." boyoung finally states with a huff, ripping hands from the other's grip to strop instead with arms folded across her chest. "i'm not worth it, that's what you really want to say, isn't it?"

"boyoung, my little peach," can pleading take the idea off her mind? more than that, how much should she fear this sweet thing? dambi hasn't gotten in her bad side (she hopes) but she can't knowingly destroy her whole life either. "what you're proposing would destroy me as a person. my career, my future. — i can't ," she's just learned to put herself first, to stop following the kwon's blindingly. dambi's hands offer a gentle squeeze, lingering as the affection she feels for her does, "i really can't do it, my sweet."

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of course there's a few moments she's regretted throwing away her pride, pretty much every single time she sends him such a vulnerable text. expecting nothing to come of them after so long, her heart practically skips a beat when he finally answers — now she has the decision to make if she's going to show up to said location or not. after much deliberating about her own sense of pride, she can't help herself but go and find out what it is exactly he wants to say to her though she does make him wait, make him sweat a little before she finally walks in and spots him right away. fiddling with her hair to ensure she looks good since it's been so long since they've been face to face like this as she walks over to sit down across from him. "it's been a while." bluntly states, placing her bag to the side of her and finally focusing on jack. "you look good."

based on this / @ofdamnation

he doesn't know what comes over him. he's read the texts before, ignored them in favor of a peaceful life after their break up... but lately, he thinks about hale. remembers her not only with the bitter aftertaste of break up or the interested spark of lust but with the acceptance that loving her had been a slow, twisted thing. he texted back on a whim, followed up with an address and now sits at the time he offered to see if she'll turn up here for one last conversation.

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femme scoffs rather loudly upon the other's sudden words, to think she's anything like bora makes her sick to think about — the only thing that girl really cares about is herself and how their father feels about her in that current moment. "you really have no idea what you've got yourself into, do you?" bonghee shakes her head up at the taller male, eyes rolling in response to his words — nothing would ever make her believe such a thing. "what on earth did she do to wrap you this tightly around her finger? she is not a good person, whatever you think she's actually like? it's a trick, she just needs something from you. don't you see that?" god, it hurts to have to say such things, especially when she's the one that has real feelings for the male.

for someone that seemed determined to get him back by her side, she wasn't quite making herself look good for him. though he supposes she wasn't the type of person that would change just to please others, not with how stubborn she was. yohan lets out a sigh, nodding in understanding. he doesn't exactly agree with her but he can't fully argue, either. "you and your sister are more alike than you realize." though this wasn't the same conversation he had with bora before, the sentiments seemed to be similar. male snorts, eyes glancing back up at the woman. "and why would it be odd for me to be dating her? this may come as a surprise to you but neither of us are as heartless as you think."

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pout suddenly forms on soft features, blinking several times in the other's direction. "well, what did you mean then?" scoffs out in annoyance, the audacity to be mad at him instead of the other way around. "you're not going to throw out my presents, are you!?"

"oh, god." already exhausted, andy rubs his temples in an attempt to quell his oncoming headache. "this isn't what i meant when i said i liked chicks! and that was a joke. i wasn't even being serious!" the numerous cages of tiny birds was overwhelming, to say the least. "what am i supposed to do with all of them now?"

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brow raises in confusion at the other's words, making no sense whatsoever so she's glad when she continues on to explain herself. "rude? i'm a catch." femme huffs out, though upon her explanation her usual smirk slowly begins to reappear. "oh, okay that's actually pretty good." acts surprised to the fact that the idea came from hyejin of all people, like she doesn't have much faith in the other on a daily basis but this could really work, couldn't it? "so when does this little plan move into action? — do we invite them to something or do we wait until we're invited?"

"exactly." her idea makes it seem like she's lost her mind ( and maybe she has ) but hyejin continues to carry her usual poise, simper resting on her face as she lets the other try to figure things out. she has little faith in her, however, and begins to explain herself. "does it look like i want to actually date you? don't be silly. we play pretend." brows raise, hoping the suggestion makes itself clearer but again, she knows she has to lay it all out for the girl. "our fathers want us to get along, right? so we get along. we get along so well it turns into something more— this is all a farce, of course. but when they see we're together in a way that's much more than friendly, they'll want to separate us immediately. they might even try to keep us apart for as long as possible. we won't have to see each other ever again. do you get it now?"

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it's not even like he thinks of her in such a promiscuous manner , it's more to do with the fact that he doesn't know a single human soul that wouldn't at least try to get close to her . you'd have to be an idiot not to want carson , even if he knows he's an idiot for hurting her instead . hour later , of course it takes everyone else much longer to get ready so he simply sets himself comfortable in chair until they're all ready to go . once at the beach , male settles himself into a sun lounger since the sand and water isn't exactly his forte .

"   hm ?   "   brow furrows to feeling of her nudging against him , lips parting in slight hesitance to answer — is that really such a good idea ? is she purposely doing this to taunt him , to get him back for everything he's done to her ? joshua pauses for a moment , deep sigh emitting his chest as he takes the sunscreen from her hands .   "   sure   .   "   assumes if he's to say no then he'll just look like a complete jackass and the thought of another man touching her in such a manner has him jumping up to the task .   "   turn around .   "   male huffs out as he motions for her to come closer , squeezing cream into his hands to begin lathering her up — genuine care being put into it , showing her that she's very much still at the forefront of his mind   .   "   . . . why mitch   ?   "

"   always   the   tone   of   surprise   ...   "   murmurs   softly   ,   a   small   smirk   kissed   to   the   corner   of   glossy   lips   ,   "   why   ,   think   i've   had   the   whole   town   under   my   belt   already   ?   "   not   that   she   hasn't   tried   but   anytime   she's   gotten   close   enough   ,   a   wave   of   nostalgia   and   guilt   came   over   her   so   heavy   that   it   drowned   out   any   desire   to   move   forward   .   annoying   ,   really   .   friends   .   the   term   sounds   phony   even   to   her   own   ears   but   decides   to   feign   belief   that   they   could   be   such   a   thing   --   as   if   the   sheer   thought   of   another   woman   putting   her   hands   on   what   she   deems   still   hers   doesn't   make   her   immediately   want   to   be   thrown   behind   bars   .   "   cool   .   friends   .   "   adorns   an   awkward   smile   before   she's   glancing   back   towards   where   everyone   has   congregated   and   nods   ,   "   yeah   ,   probably   should   .   might   start   thinking   we've   alreadykilled   each   other   if   we   don't   .   "   jokes   half   -   heartedly   as   she   tosses   her   bag   over   her   shoulder   and   heads   over   .

an   hour   passes   ,   everybody   chaotically   crowding   into   their   generously   sized   airbnb   and   clamoring   to   get   ready   in   their   beachwear   ,   collecting   all   the   tanning   lotion   and   alcohol   they   could   get   their   hands   on   ,   before   leaving   .   is   adorned   in   a   tiny   pink   bikini   and   a   pair   of   big   ,   black   sunglasses   that   are   perched   on   the   bridge   of   her   nose   ,   watching   from   her   lounge   chair   as   everyone   drinks   and   messes   around   .   "   hey   ,   "   leans   over   ,   the   toe   of   her   sandal   gently   kicking   at   his   leg   ,   "   do   you   mind   putting   some   of   this   on   my   back   ?   i   can't   reach   .   "   grabs   the   lotion   from   beside   her   and   wiggles   it   in   her   grasp   ,   "   i   was   gonna   ask   mitch   but   he's   a   little   preoccupied   .   "   mentions   other   homme   on   purpose   ,   to   draw   out   a   reaction   ,   sporting   an   innocent   smile   .   "   please   ?   "

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      disapproving look is sent his way at the mention of them being able to make their next appointment without issue.   "  no.  "   is the last word she utters before warmth of her mouth takes him in again. femme doesn't even hesitate in any current action, knows just what her man likes — thanks to kyojin, confidence is truly through the roof in this exciting little moment between the two. hearing his moans of approval only egg her on to continue, hand pumping against the base before forcing the entire length into her throat — pulling back just to let herself breathe before going straight back to work. lifts her head up to look at her boyfriend's every little reaction, devilish smirk on show — so different from her usual expression as hand continues to work against him.   "  you can touch me later, i promise.  "   

       this  new  controlling  aspect  of  lina  was  messing  with  his  brain  so  badly,  in  the  best  ways  possible   —-   the  sensation  of  her  suddenly  being  the  one  bossing  him  around,  was  satisfying  in  a  whole  new  aspect.   "  we  would  be  able  to  nonetheless,  no  ?  "   smirk  appearing  as  a  shiver  ran  down  his  spine  from  her  lips  at  his  ear,  fingers  tightening  around  the  wheel,  almost  desperately,  while  watching  her  lower  once  again  soon  the  warmth  velvetly  mouth  is  wrapped  around  him,  causing  stomach  to  suck  in  as  it  sent  another  wave  of  pleasure  through  his  entire  body   ;   like  electricity  sparking  between  them  anew.   "  f-fuck  baby  ...  "   head  lolls  to  the  back  to  rest  as  chest  is  heaving  up  and  down,  deeper  breaths  taken  at  a  more  rapid  pace  as  she  was  drawing  him  closer  toward  him  high   —-   digits  so  badly  wishing  to  touch  her,  whether  it  was  holding  her  hair  or  nimble  hand  but,  her  words  from  before  so  imprinted  in  his  mind  than  he  refrained  and  instead  hips  would  dip  upward  to  meet  her  motioning  head.

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      nico stops dead in his tracks to the gentle touch against fidgeting hands.   "  you're not  ?  "   comes out as more of a question than a form of agreement, eyes closing momentarily as he feels the effects of his touch slowly calming him down.   brows furrow at the next question, head shaking in response — now he just feels bad for jisung. "  n - no, you didn't do anything wrong i just—— i guess i'm not used to people being so nice to me without wanting something out of it.  "   feels a little awkward at the admittance. "  you don't ... want something from me, right ?  "

       finding  himself  moving  closer  to  the  other  male  as  he  started  to  fidget  with  his  hand,  jisung's  own  lowering  to  rest  atop  in  order  to  hopefully  calm  nico  a  bit.   "  luckily  i  ain't  just  somebody  else  then,  hm  ?  "   an  attempt  to  uplift  the  other,  thumb  caressing  over  homme's  knuckles.   "  did  i  say  or  do  something  to  trigger  these  ...  bad  memories  ?  "   a  natural  care  for  the  older.

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       brow simply cocks in response to his words, doesn't dare give away the fact that he's absolutely correct on that particular front.   "  is there anything i can't handle  ?  "   femme replies in a taunting tone, smirk playing on soft features as he drinks her in.  lips press into a thin line to stop moans from escaping, never one to give the satisfaction of noise right off the bat.   "  mmhm, i thought so — it's all slowly coming back to me now, you should keep going.  "   short gasp is made as he hooks both thighs around his waist in one swift motion   —-   makes it look so easy too. teeth sink into lesser lip as bitna's pressed up against the wall, arms holding tightly around his neck in help with the support before head slowly tilts back against the brick upon hands being able to wander more freely, small whine escaping her throat as hands rake up through dark tresses.   "  oh yeah, this is definitely starting to feel familiar.  "  teases playfully, leaning forward to breathe the words against the shell of his ear.   "  then i'd probably do something like this, right ?  " runs tongue against the back of his ear, sucking playfully on his lobe.

       "  no,  but  wouldn't  put  myself  in  the  same  league  as  those.  "   not  quite  finding  himself  to  be  stepping  that  low  on  the  treatment  comparison  of  bitna's  exes  and  flings,  to  how  he  was  with  her.   "  everything  ?  "   soft  coo  emits.   "  think  you  can  handle  that,  princess  ?  "   digits  traveling  over  the  churn  of  her  cheek  before  gaze  were  fixated  on  femme  in  front  of  him,  expression  changing  and  a  snapshot  is  taken  to  keep  in  his  memories.  thumb  and  index  finger  grasp  around  bitna's  chin  and  lightly  tips  her  head  backward  while  angling  his  nape  and  lips  hover  just  above  her  own  before  murmuring  out  against  them.   "  you're  absolutely  correct  on  that,  you  hate  beating  around  the  bush.  "   at  last  his  lips  are  now  fully  pressing  against  opposite  pair,  body  following  suit  in  being  flush  against  her  smaller  frame   ;   fingers  traveling  down  length  of  her  nape  and  side  before  both  palms  eventually  reach  her  thighs   —-   in  a  swift  lift  her  legs  is  resting  around  his  waist,  pressing  her  back  against  wall  to  help  the  support  so  hand  to  journey  more  freely.

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his answer is somewhat unexpected, even if it's a topic of discussion she hears often in her line of work — daddy issues at the core of most adults problems. "that's the first thing that comes to mind?" femme questions as she begins writing some things down, calm voice as always as she proceeds to dig deeper. "is this because he's the leader? he's the one that forced you into all of this?" questions carefully, leaning in some as she awaits his answer. "or is there another reason he comes to mind?"

trust had to be earned but wasn't that the whole point of these sessions ? the idea that nothing he could say to her would leave this room. a safe place to talk about the horror from the cult, the trauma that bled into his every day life. he's yet to tell her about the nightmares although there's obvious signs with the dark circles under his eyes. her question has an immediate answer bubbling to the surface of his brain. lips set into a thin line, he nods. it's not a word or a phrase . . . no, it was a person. "my father." the leader of it all, the whole who raised mikah in his ways but the one he disagreed with the most.

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"oh?" well now colour her intrigued at the mention of her being the one to wine and dine. "wait, you're actually serious?" heart almost beats out of her chest at the thought, smirk tugging at edges. "oh there's no way you're getting out of this one now." hand lifts to take her own, excitedly squeezing them as she brings herself in closer to jiyoon. "besides, who else would you take? you got some hussy on the side you've been hiding from me or something?"

"and who said i wasn't planning to wine and dine you myself?" there's a challenging look behind jiyoon's eyes but there's truth there. so, maybe she pulled a few strings. used her status to get into a freshly opened restaurant that she knew bitna would like. "that place with the sky view just opened. i thought we could go tonight." there's a pause, jiyoon sits up fully and grins. okay, maybe she's proud of herself. thinks she's outdone whatever this guy could've possibly had planned. "i got us a reservation tonight at eight. but if you think i should take someone else . . ." her voice trials off, hopes to spark a bit of jealousy in her best friend.

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"boring ? and what, the park is your idea of fun ?" loud and obnoxious scoff to follow, arms coming to fold across his chest. "grass and bugs don't exactly sound like a blast to me personally but—" deep sigh leaves his lips, knows he'll never actually win this in the end and he's tired already. "fine, if it'll shut you up — lets go before i change my mind."

"so, we're going to stay in and being boooring ? come on. we don't have to do anything crazy. just . . . walk around the park with me."

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          " boooooring, and so predictable might i add.  "  male taunts playfully in response, low chuckle erupting his chest as he follows blindly.  "  you don't ? that's good, it's totally my family's anyway — not like i could hand it all to you right now.  "  doyoon shrugs, smirk mimicking her own before eyes roll in response to her next words.  "  whatever, just know i'm gonna be super honest about my opinions on them.  "  brow cocks at the realisation of what she's asking of him, now he's got the right idea — he could definitely have some fun with this after all.  "  oh, you promise ? fine, lets get this over with.  " hands slip into his pockets as they enter the first shop, curiosity getting the better of him as he leans in.  "  who's the hot date with anyway ?  "

𐚁 ݁. . .         "  maybe  a  boxing  ring  ?  "  she  shoots  back,  striding  deeper  into  the  shopping  center  with  a  laugh  bubbling  up.  millie  can  practically  taste  the  thinly  veiled  disinterest  in  doyoon's  tone,  but  she  brushes  it  off.  after  all,  if  he  really  hadn't  wanted  to  come,  he  could've  simply  declined.  "  you  know  i  don't  need  your  money,  right  doyoon  ssi  ?  "  she  tacks  on  the  honorific  with  a  smirk,  more  out  of  mockery  than  formality,  considering  money  had  never  been  a  limiting  factor  in  her  life.  "  i  just  want  someone  to  tell  me  if  i  look  good  in  something  or  not,  that's  all.  i  have  a  hot  date  in  a  couple  of  days.  "  as  exasperating  as  he  could  be,  she  trusted  his  taste  implicitly.  plus,  a  male  perspective  never  hurt.  "  i  promise  we'll  duel  if  you  behave  for  the  rest  of  the  shopping  trip.  "

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         of course it sounds nice to the femme, and of course she's happy for her friend that there's something that gives her joy but lying ? it's not something haeun's ever done to even know if she'd be good at it.  "  tell anyone ?  "  wide eyes stare at millie's hand atop her own, cheeks burning bright pink.  "  i— i don't know if lying is something i could do if someone were to question me.  "  

𐚁 ݁. . .         it  felt  liberating  to  be  able  to  tell  someone  the  truth  about  her  double  life,  yet  millie  understood  the  confusion,  "  i  don't  know,  honestly  ?  is  it  because  i  feel  the  most  free  when  i  dance  ?  maybe  that's  why  .  .  "  she  turns  to  the  other,  a  worried  expression  settling,  hand  resting  over  haeun's,  "  you're  not  going  to  tell  anyone,  right  ?  "  

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there's a playful roll of her eyes in response to his words, head shaking side to side though she doesn't dare to give him the satisfaction of agreement she should've used another word. soft smile begins to spread across features as he so vividly remembers the date in question — swells a heart should she admit she has one. "exactly that actually, i didn't expect you to be so... manly." admits under her breath, doesn't mean anything badly by it. in fact she's more embarrassed due to the fact that it actually is more of a compliment to a man. "and i still appreciate that, you could've just let me lean on you to walk myself but you did insist." bora can't help the slight giggle that leaves her lips, playful scoff in his direction though minjun's words do make her take a glance at said biceps. "oh please, it was the insistent begging just to hold me that finally made me give up on arguing." shoots him down just as fast as he attempts to build himself up — will never simply admit that he's nice on the eyes, always has to be something more to the femme. there's a genuine smile on her face now as he fantasizes enough for the both of them, brows furrowing upon realisation that no one has ever felt this way about her before even if it is all talk. "are you saying you'd happily leave everything you know just to run away with me right now? are you insane?"

"i was hoping you'd call it hot, but i'll gladly accept cute instead." minjun jests, ever the playful one in his responses, even though the tension had been suffocating mere moments ago. "ah, i see." he nods, recalling the events of their third date. "so that time i nearly got into a fight with the creep who just wouldn't leave you alone?" he's no stranger to such scenes, being a bartender who's had to deal with troublesome drunktards on a nightly basis. "the same night you nearly sprained your ankles on those heels, and i had to carry you home?" he tilts his head back, shooting her a playfully suspicious look. "admit it… it was the arm muscles that got you, wasn't it?" he asks with feigned seriousness, as if he's just solved some grand mystery with the perfect explanation. "it would be," he nods, clearly only joking. he doubts anyone would actually pay millions for another to end a romance — then again, he doesn't inhabit bora's world, either. "alternatively, we could accept the fortune and run away somewhere nice. we'd be set for life." noticing the hint of sadness in her eyes, he attempts to lighten the mood with another jest, nudging her shoulder with his own.