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the  charity  ball  had  been  something  jungwoo  had  been  looking  forward  to  for  a  while,  a  night  he  could  just  let  loose  &  have  a  blast.  though  that  night  did  NOT  end  how  the  janitor  thought  it  would  have.  he  figured  he’d  be  taking  someone  back  to  his  place,  completely  forgetting  he  was  even  at  the  ball  in  the  first  place  with  them.  but  god,  was  he  wrong.  so  incredibly  so  that  he  almost  can’t  believe  the  events  that  happened  were  real.  him  and  arden  had  gotten  into  an  argument,  though  this  one  was  different  than  their  usual  ones  —  the  atmosphere  was  so  different,  colder  than  usual.  as  was  the  slap  that  she  placed  across  his  cheek,  skin  stinging  almost  immediately  afterwards.  sure,  he’d  been  pushing  the  conversation,  digging  into  her  fake  relationship  &  probably  said  a  few  things  he  should  have.  but  the  sting?  it  was  something  he  never  expected,  something  that  physically  &  emotionally  shocked  him  to  the  point  he  didn’t  even  RESPOND  to  it  —  turning  on  his  heels  in  the  opposite  direction  of  arden’s  figure,  quickly  finding  his  way  back  to  the  open  bar  only  in  an  attempt  to  drown  out  what  had  just  transpired.  it’s  the  reason  he  hasn’t  seen  her  in  almost  a  week  —  the  reason  he’s  chosen  not  to.  countless  text  messages  left  on  read,  even  more  phone  calls  left  to  go  to  voicemail.  he  doesn’t  want  to  talk,  doesn’t  want  to  have  the  conversation  because  he  knows  that  if  he  does,  he’ll  he’d  have  to  admit  to  having  his  feelings  HURT  by  the  action.  not  because  he  didn’t  deserve  it  (  he’s  sure  he  somewhat  did.  )  but  because  it  came  from  her.

six  days  started  to  feel  like  ten,  twenty  —  an  entire  month,  though.  it’s  TERRIFYING  for  jungwoo  to  admit,  but  he  does  miss  having  the  consistency  that  she  provided  even  if  it  wasn’t  really  all  that  consistent  due  to  their  lives  &  the  things  she  had  going  on  in  her  own.  it’s  obvious  that  it’s  effected  him,  though,  slight  bags  under  his  eyes  —  hair  looks  like  it  hasn’t  been  brushed  or  combed  in  those  SIX  days.. old  t-shirt  &  ripped  pair  of  sweats  becoming  jun’s  safe  haven  of  sorts  as  he  locked  himself  within  the  confines  of  his  home.  the  knock  on  the  door  causes  him  to  jolt  in  his  seat,  eyes  darting  from  the  tv  to  the  door  as  he  pulls  himself  of  the  plush  cushions.  truth  be  told,  he  thought  it  was  the  food  he’d  ordered  a  little  while  ago  —  not  giving  it  a  second  of  consideration  as  to  the  fact  that  maybe  it  wasn’t  as  he  threw  the  door  open.  it’s  then  that  he  feels  like  the  air  gets  KNOCKED  out  of  his  lungs,  gaze  dropping  to  her  smaller  frame  with  a  slight  sigh.  "hey.“  he  replies,  brows  knitting  together  for  a  moment  as  he  decides  what  to  do  —  ultimately  pulling  the  door  open  further  so  that  she  could  enter  instead  of  closing  it  once  more.

                  it felt like more than a simple mistake on her part , it felt malignant , it felt like an anger that she hadn’t felt with anyone in years  –  all acted upon in the span of barely thirty - seconds . she asked herself for days if it was truly worth trying to contact him , the question passing through a mind muddled with inebriation & a desperation she couldn’t even begin to explain . but no matter how many times arden seemed to have the same thought , she always found herself being the one repeating the same apology to a voicemail for an automated voice to repeat the same message back every time : voicemail box is full . & considering how much newly found time she had on her hands , it gave her plenty of opportunities to replay the guilt she felt the moment her palm felt the sting of his cheek . more so the moments following with his immediate , wordless departure & her impending breakdown in the privacy of one of the side - rooms  –  one of which sent her home early , offering no explanation on her sudden going . to her , swollen eyes & the barely bleeding crescents of nails pressed to palms were enough .

                  a part of her was hoping he wouldn’t open the door , wouldn’t invite her in . it would give her the confirmation she needed to move on & attempt to forget whatever emotions she felt growing towards him . but it had never been that easy , & it never would be . she watches him for a moment , eyeing his appearance ; her guilt only grew as she did . there’s a hesitance in her step as she moves forward , crossing the doorframe to a home she felt less comfortable in at the moment . her gaze  instantly falls to her feet, fingers toying with the buttons lining her coat . fuck , everything she wanted to say for days seemed to disappear in a matter of seconds , & whatever composure she tried to maintain dissipated with every step she took .   '   god , i’m so sorry .   '   she almost blurts out , body turning to face him , gaze following suit . the moment the words fell through lips , she was practically unable to stop whatever came next , everything she had been holding onto now composed into various drawls & pleas .   '   if you hate me   –   i get it … i get it . but if you want nothing to do with me ? you need to say it to my face . not by ignoring my texts , my calls , whatever . right now … say it .   '   with every statement , her voice grew more strained , throat tightening almost instinctively . she wants nothing more than for him to tell her the exact opposite , but she won’t push , won’t beg no matter how much she feels the need to .   '   i’m sorry . . . but i’ll understand .   ' 

#╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. jungwoo .

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    BAEK HATED HAVING TO GO OUT because it usually meant he had to take arden with him. not that it should be a problem because who wouldn’t like to have a beautiful girl on their arm ?? baekhyun used to love it, he loved it so much that the facade faded and the line blurred into something more real. but, like everything in his life — it crashed and burned quickly and things changed right back to where they were supposed to be from the beginning — fake. 

it was weird having to pretend that you were in love with your fake girlfriend who was now your real ex girlfriend but it was even worse when the guy she was hooking up with managed to find his way at almost every function they seemed to be at. and this was no exception. some formal charity dinner that arden had snuck away from after making eyes with jun from across the room, leaving baek in his own fucking misery listening to both their families talk and talk and talk. absolutely not happening.

baek gets up from his seat abruptly, not even bothering to excuse himself and makes his way to where the two had snuck off to, luckily finding a closed ( and inconveniently locked ) door. the boy bangs his fist on it, probably alarming the couple on the other side but not caring. “ one of you better fucking open this door and let me in or else, i swear to god. ”  / @oculvs @sybcritics

                  arden knew the moment her parents mentioned a charity event , it would require her attendance  –  her attendance plus baekhyun , that is . a far too similar routine which she didn’t seem to mind considering it gave her the ability to disappear on end without impending questions . in fact, she made sure that jun personally received an invitation to whatever event had the means for an audience . it may have been cruel of her to flaunt a growing relationship in front of someone who had the potential to be more , especially in such a public setting where their love had to be seen as real . playing the part of something she once didn't have to pretend shouldn't be so difficult , but it just felt unnecessary at this point . she never bothered sharing her feelings with baekhyun  --  it's not like their public image was impacted . if only she felt more secure , more wanted , needed , loved when they were together , it may have been different . . . would have been different . 

                  she waited an hour , enough time for her to make rounds around the room & play the fabricated facade she's perfected over the years , but also more than enough time for the guests of the dinner to be drunk on expensive champagne . it's like clockwork , & it seemed to work every time . she excuses herself then , politely , slipping through the crowd of mingling bodies before any objections could be made .  --  that was more than enough time for her to find herself in the confines of a locked coat closet , back pressed against the door with legs firmly wrapped around jun's hips . the skirt she had so meticulously picked out now bundled at her waist with torn tights to match . she can't help the almost pleading words which fall from swollen lips , each more desperate than the last . yet it only takes her a moment to process the jolt of the door against her spine & the more than familiar voice behind the frame .   '   fuck   ---   '   the exasperated tone does all but match her actions , as she remains unmoving , maybe even tightens her hold around his frame .   '   i swear to god , if you don't ignore him . jun , i swear to fucking god .   '

#name a more iconic duo than me an over writing . ill wait #╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. jungwoo . #╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. baekhyun .

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two moods

#im literally losing it lads . the duality ? yeah #also the clown facemask ? yeah Again #╰ ᵖᵘʳᵉ . ᵈⁱʳᵗʸ . ʳᵃʷ . | musings .

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there’s   hesitance   ,   but  no   real   reluctance  before  he’s  reaching  forth   ,   taking  up  what  she’s  offering  into  his  own  hand   .   he  stares  at  the  colour  contrast  between  his  palm  and  the  pill   ,   before  parting  his  mouth  to  place  it  upon  his  tongue   .   another  second  to  test  his  own  patience  before  he’s  swallowing  it  down   ,   brow   furrowed     —-   he  should  be  more    cautious    ,   but  his  innate  distaste  for  responsibility  has  him   abandoning   inhibitions   .    ‘    how   …   long  does  it  take  to  hit   ?    ’     peering  at  her  through  his  glasses    ,   eyes  filled  with  curiosity    —–    it  feels  strange  to  be  the   student   ,   someone  else  knowing   more   than  him  on  a  subject  that’s  somewhat  related  to  medicine   .    

                 his reluctance is noted , but not until her arm retracts moments after seeing the pill fall against his tongue .   ‘   relax … you’ll only make it worse .   '   nerves , a far more familiar feeling than she would like to admit  -  one that she still comes to experience from time to time no matter her understanding of the substance . every feeling associated with the drug different than the one prior ; the variable nature itself becoming what drove her to take more & more .   ‘   thirty , maybe forty - five minutes .   '   there’s a softness within her tone , a want to provide care - almost taking it upon herself to ease any remaining discomfort . head tilts up to match his gaze , asking a question she is sure she already knew the answer to .   '   do you   —   do you want me to take it with you ?   ’

#╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. jaehwan .

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    ANOTHER SWIFT EYE ROLL before dohyun is taking a puff of his cigarette, his legs crossing over each other as the other speaks. “ if you know so much then why bother asking ?? just like hearing the sound of my voice, huh ?? ” he laughs at himself, always thinking he’s more amusing that he is, but hey — he enjoyed it. dohyun finds himself thinking for a moment, he had somewhat of an idea what was going on in ardens life, letting out a hum as he thought. “ is jun as good at eating you out as i am ?? ” he asks but quickly continues “ or has choi had a mental breakdown yet and begged you to get back together and forced you to cut that off ?? ”

                   she knew his intentions were to get under her skin , & maybe if she wasn't so used to this back & forth of theirs , the efforts would not have gone to waste .   '   because i like having confirmation ? i just love when you prove me right  --  it's better than sex ,   '   she teases , bringing the bottle in hand to painted lips . teeth click against the glass before her head tilts back , a small grimace forming atop features as she swallows its contents . a part of her regrets giving dohyun this much power to find out personal details about parts of her life she'd much rather keep quiet . & upon hearing his next question , the regret only builds .   '   what  -- ,   '   a pause , eyebrows furrowing at the latter comment .   '   baek is fine . . . & you're a fucking asshole . but truthfully , i feel like you're working on it considering how much time you're spending with xiaosi . he's really helpful .   '   arden leans in then , elbows propped on her knees as she pretends to think for a moment , knowing the answer to his question before the orchestrated dramatics ,   '   jun's better , actually . i'll be sure to have him call you with advice .   '   

#╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. dohyun .

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    ARDEN WAS THE CLOSEST that dohyun had to a friend, although he would never admit it. mostly because of their consistent hang outs and the fact that they basically were the same detached person with all the same hobbies. mostly included getting shit faced and having a ton of sex. his eyes roll at her words because he had no interest in talking about who he was having sex with, especially not with her. it’s not that it was a private matter he just didn’t think it was important. “ why do you want to know who i’m sleeping with anyway? ” he asks as he catches her purse, ruffling through it to find the box and a lighter. it takes him a second to take out a stick, place it between his lips and light up, inhaling the smoke for a moment before he tosses the bag back, exhaling as he did so. “ also juuling is fucking lame and some weak shit. i don’t need my nicotine to taste like pineapple or some shit, get the fuck out of here. ” it takes him a moment before he shifts himself so he can reach over and grab his bottle on the table, taking a swig of it. “ if i’m telling you anything about my sex life, you gotta tell me about yours. ”

                  there’s a strange comfort she found in the confines of olympus - it’s because of how accustomed she is to being there . a routine that her family set for her which she felt as though she had no choice but to follow . but now ? arden associated the club with nights of nonstop intoxication & unkept secrets . & maybe the fact her interest in other peoples lives had an overbearing hold on most of the questions she even bothered to ask .   '   who says i don’t already know ? you like to think you’re way more mysterious than you actually are . remember that ,   '   she retorts , watching intently as he riffles through the contents of her bag . in fact , she probably knows far more information than she should considering her chats with xiaosi - ones of which seemingly never hold back on detail . yet arden won’t admit that fact , at least not for now .   '   not my fault you’re boring .   '   she grips onto her purse once again , putting it near the foot of couch she is currently occupying . the softest beam forms at the edges of her lips at his next statement ; it was the closest she would get to prodding information , & at this point it was probably the best she would get . if it meant sparing some information about her private life , then so be it .   '   fine . i’ll even let you ask first so you know i’m serious .  –  go .   ’

#╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. dohyun .

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how's it dating someone as boring as baek?

                   '   he wasn't boring . . . he was just different than the guys i've dated before . honestly , i thought he was good for me . like , he was trying to get better & i guess in the process i tried too ? but obviously that didn't really work out , huh .  --  but if you're really curious , the least boring thing about him was the sex .   '

#╰ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐᵃⁱˡ . | ask . #Anonymous #honesty day.

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whats ur biggest kink?

                   '   i mean . . . i'm into a lot of things . some more than others , i guess . but . . . getting your mouth fucked by someone's fingers ? life - changing . but that while getting choked at the same time ? fuck .   '

#╰ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐᵃⁱˡ . | ask . #Anonymous #honesty day. #and for why . #nsfw

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least favorite thing about your position in the crew?

                   '   if i had any problems with it , i wouldn't have stayed with this position . i like being the eyes & ears . . . you get to know a lot of shit you shouldn't .   '

#╰ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐᵃⁱˡ . | ask . #Anonymous #honesty day.

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which members of the kumiho would you get rid of if you could?

                   '   titus , naturally . also . . . dohyun . but that's only because he won't admit that he really does love me .   '

#╰ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐᵃⁱˡ . | ask . #Anonymous #honesty day.

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#honesty day. #ignoring i messed up the First time !

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––––––– 「   xiaosi wasted no time offering his friend an open palm and accepting the pills from her, though a smirk was starting to spread across one side of his lips at her question.  “   if i say no, does that mean you’ll bring anything else ?  ”  his eyebrow raised in curiosity, though his tone was clearly more joking than serious. he glanced back down at the package now grasped in his hand, already assuming that he’d open it with arden at another time anyway.   “   alright, i’ll try not to take anything else then,   ”   he shrugged. normally xiaosi would have a little more hesitation before speaking so openly in the building, but they were the only one’s still there that night  ––  though it didn’t seem like they would be there much longer.   “   where do you want to ditch these then ?  ”   」

                 '   if you say no , i’ll know you don’t actually mean it - then i’ll be the shit friend who ends up getting you nothing … how could i ever live with myself after that ?   '   she teases , dropping the tinted baggie within his grasp without a moment of thought .   '   maybe something small ? like a trip to milan ?   '   her words are nothing short of exaggerated , with widened eyes & a genuine gaze of intrigue to match . & even though a part of her suggestion is serious , her tone only matches his from a moment prior . it wasn't unlike her to partake in extravagant gifts , so the idea didn't seem quite out of the ordinary .   '   look at you … being safe .   '   the statement passes with a soft laugh , smile playing upon painted lips far from fading . it only takes a moment for her to reposition herself , now leaning against his shoulder just enough to close the space between them . arden was far more prepared to guilt the other into leaving with her , to grovel at any attempts of resistance . - consider it a breath of relief .   '   normally , i would say take them but . . . you're the one on addy . be creative .   '

#╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. xiaosi . #it was Good stfu

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                   it’s been six days since she’s truly seen him , six days since receiving a single text , six days since he’s returned one of her many , many phone calls - a lot of which she didn’t truly remember even making . it was her desperate , pathetic attempt to get him to even say a single word to her after the events of the masquerade . & it was during those days where arden kept having to tell herself that this growing attachment of hers could be broken , that it was just another way for her to lessen her bouts of boredom . but she’s become so accustomed to him being a part of her life ; at home , in public , at their place of work , & anything else simply felt … wrong . it's strange , how reliant she's become to jungwoo's presence that even her attempts of taking copious colored pills & emptying liquor bottles didn't seem to do much to ease her worries . yet even she was smart enough to know there had been an underlying reason , one of which she wasn't ready to admit  -  not yet , that is .   --   it was a mistake , a single , momentary relapse of indignation that forced her into an action which sealed itself with unhinged guilt . arden didn't blame him for being upset , no , but more so the anger she felt with herself for allowing her emotions to act on something ; something she promised she would never take part in , something that she told herself would stay a part of the past . but as they say : like father , like daughter . 

                   she's unsure as to why she thought it would be a good idea to come to his home , standing before the door - frame as fingers toy with the spare key she now calls her own . but rather than entering on her own accord ( like she did normally ) , finger presses atop the doorbell . she felt like a stranger , absolved of any previous connection to the point where even being there felt wrong . & maybe it truly was a mistake to show up uninvited , but being cut off to the point of no communication for a week was more than enough for her to realize how much she genuinely needed his company , no matter how small . about thirty seconds pass , & she's debating on leaving , leaving & forgetting that she ever made the effort to fix whatever she broke - that is until she hears the lock click , door opening a moment later . arden still felt like a stranger , disconnected , unwanted .   '   hi .   '   it's barely a whisper , just loud enough for him to hear from the space between them .   '   jun , i - . . . can i come in ?   '   i feel so fucking awful .   '   please ?   '   please talk to me .  ( @sybcritics​ )

#╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. jungwoo . #in my defense . i went off

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miss hwang why so cute :(

#╰ ᵃˡˡ ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʳˢ ᵗᵉⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈⁱᵉ . | visage . #im going thru it .

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‘    …   what  is  that   ?    ’     she  spoke  with  a   promise   of  something   better   ,   something  that’ll  make  things  easier   ;   things  like   talking   to  people   ,   things  like  alleviating  the  pressures  of  his  mind   ,   and  it  would  be  a   lie   to  say  he  wasn’t  intrigued   .   granted   ,   pills  have  never  been  his   forte    —–    so  as  she  presents  one  sitting  almost   pretty   upon  her  dainty  fingertips   ,   all  jaehwan  can  do  is   stare   .   foreign  surroundings   ,   a  friendly  face  he’s  only  familiar  with  on  a   surface   level     —–    but  he’s  all  too   eager   for  a  shortcut  to   euphoria   .

                   '   does it matter ?   '   tone light , airy against his question , because she knows no matter her answer , the outcome will be the same . blown pupils , taut jaws , but also a sense of relief that the both of them so desperately need more than all else . maybe it wasn't her place to even suggest the idea of artificial ecstasy , but rather let jaehwan find his own devices - come to his own terms . if only she wasn't so selfish , if only she let her vices remain just that ; her own .   '   pretend it's candy .   '   hand remains extended as she speaks , almost unmoving with the intent to return to her person only once empty - handed . arden didn't consider herself to be a dealer , of sorts , but rather someone with a never - ending supply of painted pills & the need to experience . . . something  -  ANYTHING other than a less than ideal reality .   '   it might as well be .   '

#╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. jaehwan . #it did not >:

[oculvs]

    DOHYUN HAD BEEN DRINKING since the night had started, sometimes running the club was so easy. although, he felt like he had to be there especially the nights when there were men using his basement for some … illicit activities. but, they were good when they brought arden around, someone dohyun felt somewhat comfortable with — someone he would consider a friend. they had been like this for a few years and it didn’t change, especially not when he was sitting in the VIP area of olympus, feet up on one of the couches as the two had one of their nightly talks. “ god, i could use a fucking smoke. you got one ?? ” he asks, cutting off whatever she was talking about now. / @oculvs

                   this set up had not been her choice : an ideal evening out didn't involve being a tag - along for a group of less than pleasant men , one of which being her father . however , she knows how the game is played , her presence being a buffer for any disagreements which may arise . after all , no one is truly able to say no to someone who has perfected the face of innocence . but dohyun knew better , knew parts of her that family that many people didn't get the opportunity to see . & most importantly , every visit of hers gave her the chance to pry into business that didn't particularly involve her . that . . . & the never ending bottle of liquor placed within her grasp .   '   first of all , fuck you . your sex life is important to me . second , get a juul like everyone else .   '   she retorts , head leaning back as an inebriated gaze finds its way to the ceiling . the laugh which passes through reddened lips almost instinctively shows just how much of this conversation she was planning to remember .   '   my bag ,   '   arden murmurs , tossing the purse in dohyun's direction a moment before tilting her features down to face him once more .   '   they're in there .   '

#╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. dohyun .

[oculvs]

*: ･ﾟ∙ * ⁕ “love,  i  am  never  wrong.  you  should  know  this  by  now.”  he  teases  with  a  wink,  grin  pulling  on  the  edges  of  his  lips  as  he  speaks.  "if  i  told  you  about  tonight  you’d  more  than  likely  run  in  the  opposite  direction  and  i’m  not  really  trying  to  show  up  to  this  damn  thing  alone..  so  at  least  let  me  have  that  small  element  of  surprise,  please.“  he  continues  with  a  shrug  of  his  shoulders,  opting  to  unbutton  yet  ANOTHER  button  of  his  silk  shirt  before  his  grin  turns  into  a  devilish  &  overly  mischievous  grin.  "you’ll  see,  love.  nothing  to  be  afraid  of,  that  i  can  promise  you.”  haeil  tells  her  with  a  soft  tone,  lacing  his  fingers  with  hers  to  give  her  hand  a  reassuring  squeeze.  "you  look  great,  darling.  better  than  most  of  the  people  that’ll  be  there..  and  in  a  far  more  sober  state  as  well.  though  that  can  and  probably  will  change  in  a  bit.“  he  giggles,  eyes  lighting  up  as  he  starts  to  pull  her  out  of  the  doorway,  towards  the  uber  that’d  probably  been  sitting  outside  waiting  for  him  to  get  ready  for  god  only  knew  how  long.  (  the  perks  of  telling  your  driver  you’ll  pay  triple  if  they’re  willing  to  wait  for  you.  )  "party  favors  at  these  kinds  of  parties  are  not  anything  materialistic,  arden.  they’re  also  not  required  in  the  slightest.  sure,  if  you  want  to  get  extra  brownie  points  you’re  more  than  welcome  to  bring  something.  hence  the  two  bottles  of  alcohol  that  are  already  there  with  our  names  on  the  'sender’  portion  of  the  tag.”  he  explains  as  they  walk  towards  the  car,  stopping  only  to  pull  the  door  open  &  gesture  for  her  to  enter  the  vehicle  first.  "the  date  was  shitty  because  he  was  boring  as  fuck  to  talk  to,  wanted  to  have  a  full  on  conversation  about  basketball.  do  i  look  like  the  type  to  know  fuck-all  about  that  sport  or  any  other  sport  for  that  matter?“  haeil  starts,  sighing  as  he  sinks  into  the  leather  seat.  "you’re  here  because  we  both  need  some  fun  in  our  lives.  any  other  questions?”

                   '   i hope you know … you’re so fucking annoying .   '   arden almost makes it seem as though she truly means the slight jab of character , yet she’s sure he won’t see it as such . especially considering the soft laugh she offers only moments later to soften the statement .   '   yeah , that’s the exact reason why i should be questioning this whole thing . for all i know , you could be planning on killing me tonight … not that i’m complaining , though .   ’   she teases , nodding at the reassurance he came to offer her . arden isn’t one to be insecure , with an ego spoon - fed from such a young age , it made it nearly impossible for her to believe that she wasn’t simply better than most of the people she came to meet . but somehow , the simplest element of surprise is enough to give her even the slightest sense of humility . & rather than questioning him again , she follows suit , pace quickened by the pull of his grip .  –  ‘   okay , you can tell me more about these kinds of parties later , but i don’t consider wanting e to be materialistic … considering it makes everything a good time & you know how much i hate being bored .   '   she begins , crossing her legs as she leans back into the leather seating of the car .   '   but i do appreciate you putting my name on it , too .   '   it only takes her a moment to act , shifting her posture once more to lean in his direction . she’s aware she’s far too close for comfort , but the smile perched atop red - painted lips only widens as she places a soft kiss against haeil’s cheek - just enough to leave a faded imprint of the now blotted lipstick .   '   you needed an accessory ,   '   she smiles once more before leaning back into her seat , tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear with nonchalance .   '   getting fucked is a sport . the stamina ? unreal .   '   no matter how serious she attempts to keep her tone , she’s sure he sees the edges of her lips upturn ,   '   actually , yes . why am i not blindfolded ? it seems like one of those situations . also , will i hate you after this ?   ’

#╰ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗʸ . | w. haeil .