hуυи мι : ʜᴇʟʟᴏ

ʝαємιи : you are mine now and i will love you forever and unconditionally, and if anyone dares touch even a single strand of hair on your head, i will personally shoot up their house-

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

ʝυℓια : i still don't understand why they didn't invite me!

hαє¢hαи : to be fair, you did say to hyun mi's step-mom that she's 'the most professional gold-digger i've ever seen'

ʝυℓια : your point??

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

-ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴀʟ ᴅᴇᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴇʀ-

ѕυи-hує : arrested for prostitution, i can't believe it!

αℓєєиα : sun-hye, we're innocent!

ѕυи-hує : i know! i just can't believe these dumb cops think people would pay money to sleep with one of you!

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

тαєуσиg : you three better have a good explanation for this

ʝιѕυиg : we have a list, actually!

hαє¢hαи : and they range from 'we missed the bus' to 'we got involved in a nuclear bombing'

уєσи-ѕєσк : *pulls out a piece of paper* pick your favorite!

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

мιиgzhυ : get yourself a guy who wakes you up at two am to look at the stars~! ♡

єυи-куυиg : if anyone, and i mean anyone, wakes me up at two am just to look at shiny balls of gasses in the sky, they will be removed indefinitely from my life

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

hα-єυи : wait, but if you argued with jeno so often back then, how did you guys not break up?

ʝαє hωα : believe me, we're still trying to figure that out

ʝєиσ : *in the background* I'M 75% SURE IT WAS BECAUSE OF THE CATS

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

xιασʝυи : *staring at ha-eun* sometimes i think about how life would be like looking so beautiful

hα-єυи : if that's the case then how was your day?

xιασʝυи : *voice cracks* fInE-

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

мαяк : eun-kyung, it's two am, why are there balloons? and so many sweets? and three cakes?

єυи-куυиg : *places a cookie in between his lips* i'm celebrating the birthdays of my ptsd, anxiety, and mental instability

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

hуυи мι : honestly? jae hwa is my best friend, my sister, if there were about ten jae hwas in a room, i wouldn't call it a nightmare

αℓєєиα : yeah, you'd call it a whorehouse

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

hαє¢hαи : *breaths*

ѕυи-hує : YES MY SON GO AND MAKE ME PROUD YOU ARE K I L L I N G IT OH MY GOD I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO PROUD OF SOMEONE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE LET'S GO-

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

ѕυи-hує : *after an argument with taeyong* MAY YOUR SAUCE NEVER CLING TO YOUR PASTA

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

ʝαє hωα : wait, so you don't mind the fact that i'm bisexual?

ѕυи-hує : you're a nice girl, jae hwa, who you love doesn't change that

ѕυи-hує : some people like dogs better than cats

ѕυи-hує : frankly, i'd rather live with a lesbian than with a dog

ѕυи-hує : unless the lesbian scoots her ass all over the floor, then i don't know

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

уєσи-ѕєσк : *knows how to use nunchucks*

уєσи-ѕєσк : *is a blackbelt in jujitsu*

уєσи-ѕєσк : *has survived being held at gunpoint*

уєσи-ѕєσк : *has a literal fang*

αℓѕσ уєσи-ѕєσк : JAE HWA THE COCKROACH CAN FLY

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

тαєуσиg : mingzhu, i'm sorry to say this, but you are not scary

мιиgzhυ : what? yes i am! right, lele?

¢hєиℓє : *pats her head* the scariest, zhuzhu

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

ʝαє hωα : i just don't know why he's so upset about it

ʝєиσ : MY NICKNAME IN YOUR PHONE IS LITERALLY JUST 'NO'

ʝαє hωα : I PUT A HEART NEXT TO IT!

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

αℓєєиα : i love you, you are the best thing to ever happen in my life and i would take a bullet for you

αℓєєиα : *sees renjun and looks away from julia* oh, and you're cool too

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

мαяк : noona! how was your honeymoon!

ѕυи-hує : on the second night, taeyong got really drunk and tried to rip apart our marriage certificate

ѕυи-hує : and told me 'good luck trying to return me without the receipt!'

ѕυи-hує : i love him

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

-ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍᴀʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜʟɪᴀ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ-

hαє¢hαи : bitch

яєиʝυи : what did i do?!

hαє¢hαи : *sadly* you were supposed to say cunt

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

hα-єυи : mimi's been teaching me tagalog phrases!

ѕυи-hує : oh really? phrases like what?

hα-єυи : gusto kitang ilubog sa dagat at manood yung mga isda habang kinakain nila yung katawan mo

ѕυи-hує : . . .

hα-єυи : :D

hуυи мι : :D

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

-ᴡʜɪʟᴇ sᴜɴ-ʜʏᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴇʏᴏɴɢ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴠᴀᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ-

ѕυи-hує : i have to say mark, i was a little hesitant, but you sound like you're doing a great job!

тαєуσиg : yeah, the dorms sound so quiet! you're pretty good at keeping things under control!

мαяк : uhh. . . *looks inside from the balcony*

ʝυℓια : *trying to put out a stove fire with water cause she can't find the lid or a fire extinguisher*

hαє¢hαи : *running over to the overflowing bathroom with a mop

αℓєєиα : *yelling profanities at the tv*

яєиʝυи : *passed out on the couch*

ʝєиσ + ʝαє hωα : *out committing a felony and may come back with handcuffs in about five minutes*

ʝαємιи + hуυи мι : *mixing ungodly amounts of coffee powder into a blender to see if they can make a super drink*

уєσи-ѕєσк + ʝιѕυиg : *missing*

мιиgzhυ : *rocking back and forth in a corner*

¢hєиℓє : *screeching frantically*

єυи-куυиg : *trying her goddamn best to help solve all the problems*

мαяк : yup! everything's under control!

◂—▸—◂—▸—◂—▸ ◈ ◂—▸—◂—▸—◂—▸
вιттєяѕωєєт ѕє¢тισи
◂—▸—◂—▸—◂—▸ ◈ ◂—▸—◂—▸—◂—▸

"hey, eun-kyung?"

eun-kyung looked up from her laptop. she had a nightmare earlier that night and couldn't go back to sleep, so she decided to just continue working on her newest track, and she was nearly done until a soft voice in the doorway interrupted her work streak.

"mimi? it's three am still."

hyun mi didn't look tired, she looked far from it, actually, she looked wide awake. the makeup she had earlier on today was washed off, showing dark circles and bags under her eyes that only seemed to get darker the more she stepped into the dim light of the living room.

"do you ever wanna just. . . talk about your feelings?"

the question seemed to be for eun-kyung, but she knew the insomniac better than that, she knew how kind hyun mi was, she would never make a question about herself at first. that's just how she was, giving people a chance to speak their minds before she says anything.

"no, mimi."

hyun mi slowly nodded and walked over to the younger girl, sitting beside her, completely quiet. eun-kyung could practically feel the nervousness hyun mi seemed to exude, but she didn't pay it any attention at first, she just continued to work on her new track and didn't say a word, wanting the girl beside her to speak up first. it took a while before she did, amd by that time, eun-kyung was already waiting for her file to save.

"i do."

two words, two words was all she had to say, but eun-kyung didn't judge her for it. she never would.

"i know, mimi."

hyun mi shuffled a bit closer to the younger girl and slowly, but hesitantly, rested her head on the ravenette's shoulder. eun-kyung didn't mind it, she would never mind it, no matter how many times it's happened already, no matter how heavy the older's girl's head was on her constantly tense shoulder.

"i'm. . . tired. . ."

eun-kyung knew just what hyun mi meant by that. she looked down at the older girl. the bags under her eyes made it clear that she hasn't gotten a good night's rest in a long time. hyun mi's eyes, which were usually so bright and cheerful in the daytime, looked dead and done in the middle of the night.

"i know, mimi."

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

〘ᴅɪᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴊᴜʟɪᴀ. . .〙

❝we're sorry, the number you have reached is not in service at this time,
please check your number, or try your call again.❞

〘ᴅɪᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴊᴜʟɪᴀ. . .〙

❝we're sorry, the number you have reached is not in service at this time,
please check your number, or try your call again.❞

〘ᴅɪᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴊᴜʟɪᴀ. . .〙

❝we're sorry, the number you have reached is not in service at this time,
please check your number, or try your call again.❞

. . .

〝haechan, you need to just accept it.〞
〝no, i'm not going to.〞
〝haechan, it's been two years, she's gone. she's dead.〞
〝NO SHE ISN'T!〞

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

❝sᴛʀᴀᴡʙᴇʀʀɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄɪɢᴀʀᴇᴛᴛᴇs ᴀʟᴡʏs ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ❞

she knows she should leave him.

everyday when she wakes up in their smelly, tobacco-filled apartment, her lungs are already begging for a breath of fresh air and for her to get out of that apartment and get to work as quickly as she can to supply it with such. and by the time she comes home from work, he's back from work too, sitting there, a new cigarette in his hand, with the intoxicatingly sweet smell of fresh strawberries wafting from him. sometimes when he's in a bad mood or when she does something bad, he grabs her arm and taps his cigarette, allowing the hot ashes to hit her arm, successfully creating a new burn mark that won't go away for another few days.

he's never had anything bad to say about her though, in fact, he's never said anything bad about her at all. he wasn't abusive, in fact, the ashes on her arm is the only punishment he would ever give her. he's not controlling, he's not patriarchal, he doesn't keep a tracking device on her phone, he doesn't have a curfew for her, he doesn't steal any of her money, and he doesn't tell her to do his work for him.

her friends tell her he isn't good for her, that even if this is the only punishment he gives, that this isn't a healthy relationship, that she'll find someone who'll treat her sweetly and not like an ash tray whenever she does something bad. she knows this, she knows very well that she can find a man like that easily. she knows how to tell when a guy is sweet, and she knows that her good looks would give her an advantage should she decide to try and find one.

but she doesn't want to.

sure, he uses her like an ash tray, but on the days where he runs out of cigarettes, on the days where the drive to get more in their small town seems longer than usual, their apartment is smoke-free, there are no new burns should she do something bad, there is nothing but sweetness in his tone and actions, and a sweet smell of strawberries. those days are the days she she loves more than any other day of the week.

some may call it manipulation, but she knows that it's just harder for him to show affection when he's addicted to something that's so bad for him.

sure, lee jeno is as bad as a cigarette, but for jae hwa, this cigarette always has an addicting aftertaste of strawberries.

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

"this isn't my home, jisung, nowhere is my home. i don't have a home. i don't want a home. i don't want to get so attached to someplace or a group of people that i end up calling them my home, only for something to take them away sooner or later, because if i'm being honest, i love this place. i WANT this place to be my home, but i don't want to wake up one day and find out that my home's been destroyed and i'm just-! . . . i'm scared, jisung, i'm so scared."
~lee yeon-seok, a video call the night before her solo japan debut

"i'm nothing compared to the others, yeon-seok. everyone's becoming bigger and bigger in our fandom, jeno and jaemin are doing reality shows and such, chenle is improving so much and gaining more and more praise from our fans that it's scary, renjun has his own radio show, haechan is living it up wherever the hell the 127 hyungs are right now and i'm just. . . there, just jisung, the main dancer who's slowly starting to fade into the shadows of his hyungs. . . it hurts, yeon-seok."
~park jisung, backstage during what's supposed to be their encore stage

»————▸ ✿ ◂————«

Blxck-Stxrs