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HAEUN.
“ oh i know you would, silly ! but i also know you’re not trying to go to jail in a different country for murder, so. ” it was clear as the daylight that haeun was having too much fun with this conversation, the stupid smile that her face currently adorns just adding to the fact. " wow .. so the asshole has a heart ? " mumbles under her breath, figure turning away momentarily as to hide furrowed brows in faux surprise before she’s opening her mouth again. " i didn’t want to at first — but then daejung mentioned how interesting it would be to study demons in other countries, so i decided to tag along. " another smile but this one reaches her eyes, looks triumphant as if she felt accomplished with all the unnecessary info dump. " the first one i will start studying is you, at that. "
“ NO. “ he’s not sure what he’s saying no to: the MURDER or HAVING A HEART. because in either instance, he had to show strong emotions and it wasn’t on him to do such a thing. surely it was a lot EASIER for him to show hate, especially for two people, than to show any type of POSITIVE EMOTION to someone. he let’s himself glance towards the smaller girl, clentching his jaw as he tried to control his stupid anger towards something so ... toxic. “ oh,�� I’M SURE he did. mhm, sounds so FUN. “ he mumbles, eyes returning to the screen of his phone as the other speaks, trying to control the bad feelings at the pit of his stomach “ OH, GOOD LUCK. “ a sly chuckle escapes his lips, before facing her again “ THIS IS SEVERAL DEMONS WRAPPED IN ONE. you’ll take a whole lifetime to figure this one out. “
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BLISS.
bliss is definitely, 100%, all out ignoring alex. well, she’s ignoring drunk alex. she’s been rushing around her closet like apartment for the better part of an hour. between packing and laundry, when alex had shown up she had settled him on her couch and turned on an episode of unsolved mysteries before she continued flitting around her apartment. “hah, how am i feeling?” she finally acknowledged the drunk boxer sitting next to her small black cat punkin’, a sarcastic laugh echoing around them. “literally, haven’t talked to these people in how long, and now i’m going on a trip with them?” she stops, her hands on her hips as she turns toward alex. “shit, some of them i see on a daily basis already and i really don’t want to wake up to them every morning.” she stresses the last two words. “but here i am, packing, aren’t i?”
his foggy attention was divided between the moving picture in front of him and her words; his hand quickly rested to pet the small kitten on the head as he tried to FOCUS. and hell, did he knew what she meant. his own heart was divided on wanting to even spend ONE night apart from his precious bed, not talking about to seeing those people EVERY DAY. his shoulders shrug a moment, before his intoxicated fogged eyes turn on her direction “ LISTEN, i also don’t wanna see Daejung or Haeun EVERY MORNING but yet, here we are, with the trips bought and a whole filled hand of hatred saved. “ his eyes then divert towards the kitten and he smiles “ SOMEONE TOLD ME THAT IT MIGHT GET BETTER, so maybe they prove me wrong, who knows. “
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JADE.
perhaps from a third perspective, one would think he handles her too roughly — so hostile, so annoyed at the sight of her here. clicking his tongue when she takes too long to answer, so aggressive. her neighbors had mentioned their concerns once or twice after a few noise complaints— jade was a quiet neighbor, so it was a cause for concern to see an assertive young man showing up in the middle of the night, banging on her door until she answered, pushing himself inside her apartment and spitting venomous things at first sight. but there’s no malice behind his actions, no real animosity. he might have grabbed her wrists, but he’s gentle when he lets go— tells her that worrying is unnecessary, stupid. though she doesn’t miss how quick he is to reassure her in his own way, mentioning that the cause of his wounds are from a recent match. she’s relieved to see he hadn’t been involved in some random scuffle, but she still worries her bottom lip between her teeth. “ i didn’t think you had one tonight.. ” she admits quietly, locking up the door as he passes by her and heads towards the couch. he’s unsteady, but able to make it to his usual spot. their usual spot. but not before shouting into the empty space that he’s here to stay for the night— that whoever is here can rot the rest of the evening away in their hiding spot. no one replies, as expected, because no one ever keeps her company at night like this. only you’re here. it’s only ever you. she thinks as his voice bounces off the walls, taking the opportunity to retrieve the first aid kit from underneath the sink in the bathroom, damp wash cloth in tow as she returns to the living room a heartbeat later. “ no one’s here. it’s just me and you. ” she reassures him softly, or at least tries to— finds her place by his side on the couch, close enough to touch, warmth from one another mingling. her hands busy themselves with the lock on the first aid kit before retrieving one of the many hair ties she keeps in there. “ i’m sorry. ” she apologizes the second he mentions her taking too long— stretching her frame up as his head tilts, running her hands through his locks and gently pushing the hair from his face so she can tie it and survey his injuries properly. “ .. i must have fallen asleep while editing, so i didn’t know what was happening. ” her hands linger for a second longer than necessary before she’s securing his bangs with the hair tie and pulling away slightly, sheepish with tinted cheeks at her admission. “ i .. was startled— erm, so it.. took me a second to realize what was going on. ”
it takes him TOO LONG to warm up to someone and jade, having been consistent in his life for a while, knows it too well as well. it’s both a CURSE and a BLESSING how well she knows him, how she just takes his blows and holds for the underlying kindness inside. alex knows way too well to hold himself out, throw knifes and blow slurs in all directions to avoid closeness, because those close are the ones who stab the hardest, but in those moments with jade, he felt almost whole, almost secure. everything snapped back into reality when he woke up, but the kind memories burned in his mind until it happened again. the quietness, the low lights, the way her gentle hands run through his messy locks to pull them out of his face; he wants more of that, he wants those gently fingers to run through his head some more “ SCARED ? stupid girl ... “ he mumbles, but still aware how scary she had must felt when he banged the door. even under the influence, he tries to pull himself out of it but again, before he could say anything else, the movement stopped, replaced by the damp, warm towel and he sighs out in frustration: it’s not this he wants, why is it so hard to understand ? still, his eyes remain shut and his movements to the minimum. it hurts, but maybe not as much as the actual match. his hand gently rubs against her leg, maybe reassuring her, maybe reassuring himself; he’s not sure.
“ YOU SERIOUSLY NEED TO START SLEEPING EARLIER. then i won’t have to do coffee in the morning for you. “ he really doesn’t mind, he really doesn’t. making small things for her pleases him, but he can’t let himself believe it. doing anything remotely nice just to be nice meant weakness and he wasn’t going back to it. jade could seem nice and sweet and maybe a little bit too naive, but he knows she could be pretending “ YEAH, it was to make my manager happy before we went on the trip. probably will have a few more matches on the road, but we’ll see. “ he keeps mumbling, keeping his hand on her leg and she gently tends for his wounds. he used to do this. now ? everything seemed broken. slowly and once more, his walls started to crumble slowly around her and he can’t help himself but let his arm gently surround her waist to pull her to his side “ IF I KNEW YOU’D BE UP, i would’ve invited you. alas. don’t edit so late ... it isn’t good for your schedule. “ he mumbles, tilting his head towards her and opening his fogged eyes to look at her “ CAN YOU DO THAT FOR ME ? ... silly ... woman, god. “
#𝗶𝘃. ( 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 ) ┉ INTERACTIONS.#ft. jade#we on write a whole novel together fndsnbkgeA
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ELIJAH.
––––– “i’m not a pussy,” eli snapped, indignant. no, he wasn’t a pussy. he was just internally debating whether or not it was worth it to climb down a fucking four-storey building. despite his argument, eli remained by the edge of the rooftop, staring down at the intimidating view of the cement. if he slipped and fell, would he die? or would he be able to walk it off with a few broken bones? his knees were wobbling, but he’s not going to back out of a dare, not in a million years. he’s going to fucking do this, with the help of darren-brewed coffee.
yes, eli thought to himself, he’s doing this for darren. he won’t be seeing darren for a while, and he was going to dedicate this dare to darren.
in darren, he trusts.
his train of thought was cut short at alex’s request. he turned to alex, his eyebrows raised. “what is it, bro?”
alex STARES up at him expectant, while his sips the coffee darren just arranged for him. of course he would miss the TOP-NOTCH BARISTA, knowing he wouldn’t be able to drink his coffee without letting his PARANOIA get to him. and neither would eli, but at this moment, none of that mattered. WOULD ELIJAH DO IT ? that was the big question. the sudden moment of topic change, alex feels suddenly naked. HE’S YOUR BEST FRIEND, he thought to himself, before clearing his throat “ I NEED YOU TO JUST ... keep me from being alone with haeun and daejung. and i wouldn’t ask you this if i was able to stop my urges, but i really ... can’t. “ he turns away, walking away from the ledge and pouring the rest of his coffee to the ground “ JUST THAT. i guess. could you do that for me ? “
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𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟵𝘁𝗵, 𝟯:𝟯𝟲𝗽𝗺 ... @elijahkang.
“ bro, I DARED YOU ... are you a pussy or something ? “ again, he takes the caffeinated drink into his lips, big eyes looking at his best friend. because no matter HOW MUCH he wanted to deny it, the STUPID, MORON ASSHOLE in front of him was his best friends. and this same best friend ? was on the edge of his building. something about WE CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT DARREN due to the trip to actually CLIMBING DOWN THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING as a dare. sometimes their conversations made no sense. sometimes their brains ? went blank, simply. alex was TOO USED to pain to care and elijah ? was just dumb. his brows rise as half his face disappears behind his coffee cup “ WHILE YOU DECIDE IT’S WORTH BEING CALLED A PUSSY FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE, i need to ask you something for the rest of the trip. like bro to bro, i really need you to step up. “
#ft. elijah#idk my tags aren't workin but#𝗶𝘃. ( 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 ) ┉ INTERACTIONS.#I HOPE THIS IS OKAY
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HAEUN.
“ oh why, thank you — that is the nicest compliment you give me in what .. three or four years ? ” the smile that paints her features appears venomingly sweet, surprisingly so given the person it is being directed to. doesn’t fail to notice the way taller figure is tensed up next to her, which almost makes the girl snort but she opts to shake her head, instead. " well, i should remind you that the witch will be gracing your mornings constantly from now on .. “ eyes narrow into slits but they don’t turn to meet alex’s, observing his figure through the corner of peripheral vision and she shrugs. ” you should get used to it, we’re trip buddies, after all. "
it just feels, in her PRESENCE, his heart froze and his movements slowed. maybe she was a WITCH and he had been wrong all this time ? ... nah. she was just unpleasant. something alex should be very used to, but just made him wonder why would the other male ever got along with her. his eyes rolled back for the THIRD TIME since that conversation had started, releasing a frustrated sigh “ DON’T REMIND ME. very tempted to just yeet you out the plane if you ever get there alive. “ why was his coffee taking so long ? see, if darren was working, he would be here, chatting with her ... he’d be at leas SIX MILES AWAY, somewhere far away from her venomous words “ THE ONLY REASON WHY I EVEN SENT YOU TWO AN INVITE WAS BECAUSE I KNOW JADE WOULD BE SAD IF I DIDN’T. “ he adds, sliding his phone out of his pocket to see the time. not even two minutes had passed “ DIDN’T THINK YOU’D ACTUALLY COME. guess y’all really like to infernize people’s lives. “
#𝗶𝘃. ( 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 ) ┉ INTERACTIONS.#ft. haeun.#alex: pfft ocult ??? bullshit#also alex: MAYBE SHE IS A WITCH#bssjfdgkndjfnd pls#i love this
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DAEJUNG.
— ・｡* ❪ @miscalex.
→ 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙲𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝙸𝙰𝙻𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴… 𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑿 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝑨𝑬𝑱𝑼𝑵𝑮.
daejung found himself standing backstage in what he’d been told was alex’s dressing room. it’d been surprisingly easy to chat his way inside, security barely questioning his presence when they vaguely recognized his face & saw the bouquet of flowers in his hands. daejung had seen parts of the match, reprimanding himself for looking away when alex had to take a hit from his opponent. it felt unnerving, truly, how he’d assumed he would feel absolutely numb when being faced with his old friend. instead his heart hammered inside his chest, a whirlwind of conflicting feelings pulling at his heart.
‘ congratulations on your win, ’ daejung spoke as the door opened. he held the flowers up briefly, placing them on the table next to him. ‘ i stopped by to clean up your wounds, just like old times. ’
a win was a win, no matter how he looked like at the end of it. as he stood on that ring, under strong lights, he had noticed that this opponent was giving him more damage that he usually took. walking down those LONG halls as he manager spoke his elbows off about having to take responsibilities — a travel ABROAD ?? alex, even for you, that’s — WHAT ABOUT BOXING ?? — but quickly is left behind as the capricorn man starts walking faster. he has NO patience for him now, spitting some blood onto the floor as his staff dresses the robe and they too are left behind. they know TOO WELL alex needs his five minutes of absolute silence. looking at the guard in front of the door, that slides smoothly to the side, it seems his eyes try to tell him something, but he’s so TIRED, that completely misses him.
BUT HE SHOULD’VE GUESSED. rocky would never look at him like that if there wasn’t and ACTUAL reason. the flowers surprised him, but the man standing behind them was worse. his heart ? dropped to his feet as he recognized those feline features; suddenly, the possible concussion he had seemed MORE prominent. there was no words to describe the absolute horror of emotions swirling inside him, but regardless, he pushes his sweaty locks back with his hand when he turns, trying to keep himself puzzled. there was SO MUCH to say, but the only words leaving his mouth were SENSELESS “ YOU GOT TO HAVE SOME FUCKING NERVE TO COME HERE. “ words filled with poison, he opens his locker, taking out his pack of cigarettes, turning to him again while he patted it “ but i’ll indulge; what brought you back ? the trip ? “
#𝗶𝘃. ( 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 ) ┉ INTERACTIONS.#ft. daejung.#i went a lil WILD there#... ignore#nfjjdnkgknk pls
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JADE.
bang! it startles her awake— head lifting from where it had fallen onto her arms, upper body sprawled out across the keyboard of her laptop as her head snaps in the direction of the front door. heavy-eyed, she blinks slowly as the second slam hits the wood, almost sounding like it would begin splintering from his strength. in less than a second, jade’s on her toes— literally, the smallest hint of panic seeping into her skin as she springs up, sluggish brain trying to make sense of what was happening before he calls out for her to open the door. relief floods her frame, but it’s quickly followed by concern and the fluttering of something else in her stomach. 3:11am . she notes, passing by the blinking microwave on her way to the door. “ one second. ” she says, so quiet he might not even be able to hear it — though hopefully he’ll hear the sound of her undoing the latches, unlocking the deadbolt just in time to meet his frame leaning up against the threshold. “ a-alex, ” she gasps softly the second he comes into view, bloodied and beaten underneath the dim lights of the hallway. he usually comes this late looking worse for wear, but it’s been a while since he’s come like this. “ your face.. ” she says gently, small digits lifting as if to trace the bruise at his jaw before deciding to reach for his hand instead, mindful of the oozing cuts, gently tugging him inside. “ i’ll get the first aid kit, okay … ? ”
the extravagant personality held inside his body was telling him to BANG again the wooden door, but shaken, it had seemed like it would break if he repeated the stunt. small whispers rise along the hallway and he can’t distinguish if it’s his inner demons rising inside him again or if her neighbors had woken up from his noise. PROBABLY THE LATTER, but his paranoia is heightened again and he turns towards the door, brow furrowed as his INTOXICATED PATIENCE runs thiner by the second. if she doesn’t show up in the next minute ... all thoughts, but would he really kick the door down if she didn’t answer ? made him wonder, however, if she was home. made his head wonder, under TWO MINUTES, what she’d be doing. was she out with someone ? or worse, was she hiding someone from him ? the sudden sounds of the door being unlocked brought him back. AH— at least she had listened to him and finally started to lock her door properly. how many time had he told her the neighborhood was dangerous ? STUPID GIRL ... made him nervous, however.
if he’d been sober, he would definitely notice her sleepiness and slow movements, he would’ve noticed her home - like wardrobe. but no. it takes him a while to get used to jade’s CARING movements— affection ? love ? didn’t ring a bell to him ... always made him believe one day, jade would ask something from him. as her hand traces his jaw, his hand grips around her wrist, stopping her from continuing “ DON’T BE STUPID ... i just came back from a match, it’s no big deal. “ he definitely had, but skipped so necessary care after it. he steps inside, a bit woozy, calling out to the “ empty “ apartment “ WHOEVER YOU ARE, you’re going to stay there all night, ‘cause i ain’t leaving any time soon ! “ a sly smirk leaves his lips, like he’s proud of himself; the idea of a man standing all night in a closet because he was there amused him. jade’s attention was HIS to keep, and this so called man, mostly in his head, was going to have to get in line. his body drops on the couch, sore, exhausted, his head resting on the back “ what took you so long, huh ? “
#𝗶𝘃. ( 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 ) ┉ INTERACTIONS.#ft. jade.#*flushed* w ow .... sorry bout that ... feel no pressure on matchin okie?#okie ...
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𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟵𝘁𝗵, 𝟯:𝟬𝟵𝗮𝗺 ... @jadeyt.
every night was a repetition of the night before and normally that thought alone would make alex spiral into his own black hole, but the sweet essence of alcohol and tint of narcortics had EASED his mind and now he saw himself walking the same steps that he did every night he got like this. and it wasn’t like he looked that good either; jaw BRUISED, lip BUSTED, knuckles DARK of the blows given. he was a mess and he was aware that he was. still numbed soreness, he blows a few strong blows against the door, his chuckling voice sounding loud ( it wouldn’t be the first time he frightened her neighbors ) “ jade, open UP ! “ another chuckles leaves his lips as he leans against the frame, resting his head against it too “ are you REALLY about to leave me out here ? “
#𝗶𝘃. ( 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 ) ┉ INTERACTIONS.#ft. jade#I HOPE THIS IS OKAY#tw alcohol#tw narcotics#tw bruises#tw wounds
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𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟴𝘁𝗵, 𝟭𝟮:𝟯𝟴𝗽𝗺 ... @4stealer.
if there was anyone he had been trying to avoid like actual PLAGUE had been HAEUN and DAEJUNG. oh, was he well aware of their comeback to town, but of course he was, with this whole trip in motion. still, if he could avoid them until their trip, better to say the least. especially her. he wasn’t sure WHAT made him so uneasy around her, but the truth was, everything since her name to actually seeing her made him NERVOUS. and has it, fate had other plans for him as he entered his usual coffeeshop, forgetting so many years ago being their coffeeshop. he freezes as he notes her beside him, but it’s too obvious for him to RUN AWAY now “ ah look- i didn’t know witches got out during the day. “
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𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟴𝘁𝗵, 𝟱:𝟯𝟭𝗮𝗺 ... @ftbliss.
“ so when i tell you it happened ? listen ... LISTEN ... bro, it so did. “ if there were two people he ever trusted himself around while drunk was between JADE, obviously, and BLISS. pushing locks of dark hair away from his eyes, he squints his eyes at her. was she even listening ? his hand again pushes the remaining hair back and pulls the scrunchie in his wrist, doing his signature bun “ changing the subject ... how are you feeling about this trip ? because let me tell you ... my connection to some of these people have died like ... 500 YEARS AGO ... like, why even invite everyone at all ? it’s like ... disaster waitin’ to happen ... “
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KHAIRI.
« 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭 : khairi » — wait hold on i have a secret to tell you.
« 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭 : khairi » — this was posted to a story not to you. you choose to reply xx
ALEXKANG: i’m sorry, since the world revolves around the sun, aka me, i thought you really sent me this
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𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟴𝘁𝗵, 𝟵:𝟱𝟲𝗮𝗺 ... @khairifm .
it wasn’t usual alex being up this early on his days of ( as if he ever had days off, but regardless ), however, this was a special day. a few days before they all stepped toward a whole new ADVENTURE, something the man could definitely confess he wasn’t ready to. especially ... not with some of the people. some of those he hadn’t seen in years. rubbing his eyes, he turns on the couch he had fell asleep on and upon hearing sounds, he calls out “ says it’s going to rain today, k. it’s no time for your panic! at the disco phase, time to pack up and be cosy. “ he holds his phone over his face, sliding the screen before adding “ have you packed ? because i’m waiting for my bags to magically ... pack themselves. “
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KAIHIRI.
« 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭 : khairi » — you know what this outfit is made of? girlfriend material.
ALEXKANG: you know, just because you’re goth gf material, doesn’t mean you get to include me in the contacts you send this to
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𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄 𝗼𝗳 ... 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗲’𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘄𝗼𝗿��𝗲𝗿/𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲.
“ if there was someone i loved while i was in school ... it was khairi. i could tell you it was because they were extremely easy to get along with, but it wasn’t like that. they’re extremely annoying. so extremely nice and helpful, i wand to actually barf. like can you stop being d i s g u s t i n g ? but ... when i was going through some hard times, they were actually there. few people stayed when i broke apart from my parents, especially to see me fall from grace, but they were there. and they helped all throughout highschool, especially through my several concussions and aiding me with school work. i wouldn’t have graduated if it weren’t for them. and for that, and much more, i’m eternally grateful. or whatever. “
#Anonymous#𝒊𝒊. ( 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒆 ) ┉ ANSWERED ASK.#idk what to do the AU W I'M SORRY so ... here's a drabble about someone#pls forgive me#thank u for sending!!
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𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄 𝗼𝗳 ... 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗱𝗮𝘆.
pale long digits wrap around the silver bottle rested on the floor as the sound of falling resounds through the empty gym. usually a SEVEN HOUR run would chase away any type of bad feeling, but he was pissed. about what ? that was a good question, that was indeed. had it been seeing daejung for the first time in forever ? had it been going to jade’s and finding her apartment empty ? had it been calling elijah and finding a deaf ring ? he couldn’t place. but punching a sand bag hadn’t done enough and he wished someone was there to take his blows “ fucking misery ... “ he curses under his breath, setting the bottle down and cleaning the accomulated sweat with the already dirtied towel, pushing himself from the floor. his knuckles would be bruised in the morning, another thing to hide from everyone, but he collects himself and his many toxic thoughts before focusing on the bag. he wanted to see nothing but daejung’s face, but somehow, that only distracted him more. instead, he pictures’ his father. a rage so blinding strucks him again, a growling forming in his throat as he starts punching the bag. his session WILL NOT be over any time soon.
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