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merakicharm · 5 months

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(Takes place after the attack on Mr Choi Gang-u by Lee Yeong Ho in place of Kim Min Joon in episode 16)

"But why did Lee Yeong Ho have Ko Jin Cheol's cellphone with him in the first place?" Ha-ri wondered aloud.

"I think... he was planning on finishing me and turning himself in, saying Joo Hyeongi instigated him to do it" Kim Min Joon rose from his seat with a sombre expression.

Ha-ri's heart stuttered at that.

"Is he insane?" she thundered, springing up from her own chair, startling, Nu-ri, Cheetah and Kim Min Joon himself. "Is he so loyal to Chairman Cha?? Even if that man tells him to kill himself he'll do that also? Arghhh!! This is so annoying!"

The three men around her looked at each other and then back at her. Kim Min Joon cleared his throat, and Nu-ri and Cheetahsshi gave each other sly glances. But Ha-ri was too worked up to notice either of them. Striding forward with clenched fists, she threw a punch at the wall, scrunching her eyes shut and expecting the grating pain and ready to welcome it. Pain could distract her from this crazy guy and his even more crazy plans. And perhaps the rush of some other emotions she felt too.

But the hit didn't cause even the remotest feeling of pain. Instead, she felt something soft around her hand. Opening her eyes, she found her fist trapped within Kim Min Joon's larger gentler hand. Cheetahsshi and Nu-ri were staring at the sight with barely suppressed grins.

"That's enough Ha-ri-ssi. I thought I told you not to hurt yourself?" Kim Min Joon was staring into her eyes, eyebrows quirked. She scowled at him. "Yahh! Let go of my hand!"

"Not unless you promise me you won't hurt yourself again"

She scowled even more harshly at that, trying to stare him down. He stared right back at her, unflinching. It was probably when they exceeded more than a minute of staring at each other that Cheetahssi spoke up.

"Uhhh Pentium-ssi, I am exhausted after all that action and drama. I think I'll crash. What about you, Pentium-ssi?"

"Ahh, yes yes, me too. Cheetahsshi, I think I'll sleep too. It's been a long day for me. Not resting won't do my wounds any good either"

In her peripheral vision, she saw them slinking out of the room, quiet and subtle. But really, she was more focused on the man in front of her than the two leaving.

In a very low voice that oozed threat and danger, she enunciated each word.

"Kim Min Joon. Let go of my hand. Right now."

Kim Min Joon simply stared down at her. And that infuriated her too. He was so tall and handsome with lips that looked so kissable and eyes which held so many promises. They were staring at her right now. Ha-ri saw love and worry in them. His eyes were always worried when they found her in a tough or vulnerable position.

Finally relenting, "It won't hurt me all that much", she said in a softer tone. Kim Min Joon had not moved or spoken yet. He was eyeing her silently, hand still clasped within his. Ha-ri stepped closer and closer, watching him for any reaction. His eyes simply followed her. She came right up to him, the tip of her nose almost touching his chin.

"Min Joonah," she whispered.

He inhaled sharply at that.

Now that she was so near him, Ha-ri felt that undeniable urge to touch him, hug him, pat him, anything which allowed her to be ensured of his physical presence and most of all, safety.

Self control Ha-ri, self control. Self-control Ha-ri, self-control, self-control, self-control she chanted in her head.

"Min Joonah" she whispered even more softly if possible. Kim Min Joon gulped, bringing her attention to his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Some primal thirst in her flared and she ended up gulping herself. Kim Min Joon looked down at the movement and then raised his eyes to her eyes and then back down to her lips. He slowly loosened his grip on her hand, letting go altogether. Ha-ri rested her hand on his waist.

"Ha-ri"

There was warning in his voice.

"That sounds nicer" she observed.

"You like it when I call you by your name? Without any honorifics?" he questioned her.

"Ah ahh," Ha-ri gaped. She hadn't realised she was talking aloud. Pursing her lips, she stared mutely at him. A smirk was fast making its way onto his face.

"It's not like that! Yahh!"

"Ha-ri. Ha-ri. Ha-ri."

"Kim Min Joon!!" she huffed.

"Ha-ri. Ha-ri. Ha-ri. Ha-ri. Ha-"

Min Joon's chanting was abruptly brought to an end when Ha-ri with both her hands pulled at his collar, dragged him to her level and pressed her lips against his plush ones. For a few moments, there was really no response from Min Joon.

"Min Joonah, if you didn't like that, I am sorry" she apologized rapidly, stepping back and away from him. All along, she had thought this whole thing was mutual and for all his flirting, Min Joon was just as invested in them as she was. She didn't even know if the kiss had been the problem. Maybe he hadn't come around to trusting even her when it came too close to his liking. As ten thousand thousand and more thoughts rushed into her head, she felt Kim Min Joon's eyes on her. It made her feel sad and anxious now, after his blatant refusal of her.

Just as she was about to turn away, a pair of strong hands grabbed her waist and pulled her to Kim Min Joon. Startled, she stared up at him. He was breathing deeply, eyes fixed on her alone.

"Ha-ri"

The teasing was gone. In its place was barely concealed urgency.

"Min Joon?" she sounded unsure.

Hands still clutching her waist, he held her impossibly close to him. Bending down, he laid his forehead on hers.

"Ha-ri"

"Min Joon" she whispered back.

"Ha-ri" he raised his head and stared at her lips.

"Can I?" he stared into her eyes. She nodded. Very slowly, Min Joon closed the distance between them, until he was an inch away from her lips.

"Ha-ri-ah" he murmured and then they were kissing.

To be kissed by Kim Min Joon made her feel as if she was in the seventh heaven of delight. Fireworks went off and off in the back of her head. Ha-ri closed her eyes tightly, and grabbed at the hem of his shirt, fisting it hard. The way he did it so flawlessly, so perfectly irked her.

Am I not the first woman he's dated? she thought angrily to herself. The thought made her nip harshly at Min Joon's bottom lip, causing him to pull away and stare at her, confused.

"What's wrong?"

Apparently, her face practically announced that she was angry.

"Nothing" She was still clutching at his hem but looked away in embarrassment. One hand still on her hips, Kim Min Joon used his other hand to guide her face back to him

"Tell me what's wrong" Kim Min Joon's voice was soft and gentle. That made her even more embarrassed. She kept mum.

"Please?" he whined softly, palm flat against her cheek now.

"This was not your first time, was it?" she asked, somewhat petulantly.

Whatever Kim Min Joon had been expecting, this definitely had not been it.

"Huh?"

"What?" she shot back. Min Joon's eyes widened at her tone.

"Ok ok, I did have a girlfriend or two back in Germany, but never a serious relationship with any of them, alright? I didn't love them"

It was on the tip of Ha-ri's tongue to ask her whether they were pretty. Prettier than her. But Min Joon beat her to it.

"And before you even think about it, they were nowhere near as beautiful as you" he smiled at her

"As if!" she scoffed.

Min Joon laughed softly. That irritated Ha-ri. She lunged for his lips a second time, kissing him so fiercely he almost lost his balance and stumbled. Once again, she nipped at his lips.

Min Joon broke off laughing loud and like bells chiming.

"You really are a fierce lady Jang Hari-ssi!"

Ha-ri smiled an annoyed smile at him and then wrapped her arms around him, embracing him softly. His gentle arms wrapped around her slim built in a minute, pulling her closer. She rested her head against his chiselled chest, comforted and comfortable.

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k-star-holic · 7 months

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50 years of shaman ⁇ Woolly senecio ⁇ Hye-ok KIM ⁇ For the first time, go to the shaman and study ... Acting basics again ⁇

#Destined With You #Force majeure #Hye-ok KIM #Woolly senecio #RO WOON #O-nu-ri #Meru #Grandma's Boy

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exoticalmonde · 9 months

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In today's episode of Eve survived the night and it's everybody's problem,

I GOT THE MEDAL SET

Satisfaction guaranteed, another one to show my accomplishments at the game all thanks to my friends for not letting me give up when I start whining and complaining.

I even managed to help Lundi through EX-6 CM and EX-7 but I left Kryo to handle EX-8 with her because the trauma of doing it earlier this week still lingers in my memory.

Speaking of memory, while looking for a Gavialter I spot my beautiful Chongyue in the corner.

Pinkie, sing-song: "That's me in the corner."

Me: "Losing my... Hope."

Everybody: "..."

After shopping out of there I did some pathetic pulls on the Nu:C banner and I'm starting to get confused over how the system works. Is the pity on every banner around 70-80? Does it not........ Follow the previous banner? Does it not stack?

I've done 70 pulls so far and I havent had a single SSR in 3 banners.

But I'm 5 tokens away from 3-starring vampire Yakumo, so I'm still the winner at the end of it.

THERE ARE 8 DAYS LEFT I HAVENT EVEN TOUCHED HONKAI STAR RAIL IN WEEKS WHAT THE HELL IS THIS AND WHY IS THE SECOND LEVEL SO HARD?????

Why do I keep getting cornered off AAAAA-

Okay time to drown in Fontaine.

Putting on my little coat and off to see Monsieur Neuvillette so I can give him a littol kish on the cheeks. Haven't actually seen anything out of the new event except meeting the Hydro archon and now that the router is broken I really am unable to do anything but read on wattpad and hope my data survives.

ART OF ME AS A SILLY LITTLE FONTAINE MELUSINE SLUG by Leaff my darling friend who used to draw me as an aranara. I'm breaking out of this shell.

I don't... Need the grass people anymore.

I do actually... Will always love grass people reluctantly. Watering them while scowling.

#arknights #arknights event #doctor of ri shenanigans #genshin impact #crying in the corner actually #friendship #nu carnival #honkai star rail #melusine #fontaine

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cosmicanger · 2 years

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Choi Nu-ri by Seo Yoon-woo – Studio HELIX

#Choi Nu-ri #b #editorial

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hatutannews · 3 months

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NU dan Muhammadiyah Raih Zayed Award for Human Fraternity 2024, Wapres RI Ma’ruf Amin Sampaikan Terimakasih Kepada Ramos-Horta

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#Nahdlatul Ulama (NU) dan Muhammadiyah (MU)#Raih Zayed Award for Human Fraternity 2024 #Wapres RI Ma’ruf Amin Sampaikan Terimakasih Kepada Ramos-Horta

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detikkota · 1 year

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#Berita sidoarjo terkini #harlah satu abad nu #Joko widodo #nahdlatul ulama #prseiden ri

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Reupholstery is for the rich as it is expensive.

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The upholstery fabric for a new sofa or armchair is a big investment—you don’t want to be second-guessing it a few months after the piece arrives on your doorstep. Choose the wrong material and you’ll find yourself battling snags and stains. Make a mistake on the color or pattern, and the whole room suffers (or you’ll wind up splurging to have the piece reupholstered). So before you pick your…

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#Anwar #Art #bohemia sofa #custom made furniture #custom made headboards #custom made sofa #NUS #PSLE #reuphostery singapore #RI #sentosa #singapore #Singapore expats #sofa #USA

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tebuirenginitiatives · 2 years

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Bahaya Paham Radikal di Platform Digital

tebuireng.co – Bahaya paham radikal di platform digital sudah mulai terasa ketika teroris belajar agama secara online dan melakukan bom bunuh diri atas nama jihad. Dampak lainnya membuat relasi keagamaan dan kebangsaan semakin merenggang. Kepala Badan Nasional Penanggulangan Terorisme (BNPT) Komjen Pol Boy Rafli Amar membeberkan, sebanyak 600 akun media sosial (medsos) terindikasi mengandung…

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#Gus Dur #HUT RI #Indonesia #KH. M. Hasyim Asy’ari #NU dalam Wacana Kebangsaan #Proklamasi #Santri

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HIGHLIGHT PERMASALAHAN SUKSESI 2024

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fandonnavyce · 4 months

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Jason in Wonderland

Crossover Danuary Day 4

Day 1 - Ben 10 Xover Tucker escapes Space Prison with the help of his two best friends

Day 2 - Atla Xover Hey, remember when Sokka got kidnapped into the Spirit World?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Slush kicks up in Jason’s wake as he stomps down Gotham’s street on Christmas Day. Icy hands are bunched up in their sleeves, his curled fists jammed into his jacket’s pockets. The freezing wind slaps his face and Jason’s pissed he can’t slap it back.

“I’M LATE, I’M LATE! FOR A VERY IMPORTANT DATE! NO TIME TO SAY HELLO, GOODBYE, I’M LATE, I’M LATE, I’M LATE!”

Speeding right past, and nearly bowling Jason over like a wrecking ball, a giant fucking rabbit thunders past. Jason stares in sheer astonishment as it hippity-hops and leaps into a massive green portal that Jason had apparently been too blind to notice until now.

Jason whips his head round to see if any other Gothamite is seeing this.

No one is seeing this.

And not in that ‘I see nothing cause that ain’t my business’ kind of way. His fellow Gothamite pedestrians are genuinely fully oblivious to the glowing hole in the fabric of reality and the giant anthropomorphic unseasonal Easter Bunny in their midst that had just bounced right into it.

(Warning Long Post)

Coming out from the green glowing portal was the head of a werewolf peeking out, then the rest of its bestial body (clothed in a ragged green tracksuit) follows.

"That's probably everyone," says the werewolf as it lingers in front of the portal. It turns to head back into the portal.

On sheer impulse, Jason sprints down the street. Jason can feel the attention he’s drawing. He's 6 foot tall, has the shoulders of a linebacker, and is pounding the pavement like there are lives on the line. His fellow Gothamites calmly adjust out of his way.

The werewolf disappears through the green portal. With a desperate leap, Jason charges in right after.

Jason feels the portal close behind him.

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Then Jason is violently, painfully ill.

A burning sensation quickly builds inside his chest. A blistering heat is searing his heart. His heart thrashes in agony. Jason doubles over. His skin starts itching. Starts crawling. Jason’s fingers want to peel and pry the skin off his flesh for relief. Have slick wet blood gush and soothe his skin. Have the bleeding tears let his skin breathe in relief. His hands are busy gagging his threatening vomit at the outbreak of his sudden vicious nausea.

Then gravity decides to fuck around.

Jason is now plummeting, spiralling downwards into an unknowing, endless fall.

There’s nothing more rage-inducing than being suddenly violently and incomprehensibly ill whilst in the midsts of fucking freefall.

Jason’s screams shatter the air.

The werewolf whirls around. He sees the displaced, living human uncontrollably falling in a panicked frenzy behind him.

"Nu, tio ne estas bona". (Well that's not good).

With a single bound, Wulf approaches the human, then he smartly opens up another portal beneath the falling mortal, in order to send the human back to the physical realm, Gotham.

But just as the human dipped into the portal, Wulf looks on in horror. He realises that the human was having a violent seizure whilst free falling. In the split second of that realisation, the human’s violent reaction interferes with his portal’s spatial displacement.

A clash of green, bursting light and hissing red blinds him.

Once he can see again, the portal and the human are both gone. Wulf doesn’t know where that young man has gone but he doubts it was Gotham, Earth.

Wulf sends thoughts and prayers for the young man.

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“Fuuuuuuuuck!!!”

Jason yells out into the uncaring green void when it finally stopped spinning.

The fire in his chest died down to a thrumming burn; painful but tolerable. The skin crawling had lessened to a frustrating itch, the horrendous nausea was now motion sickness.

"Hey Leather Jacket, you good?”

Coming to a slow stop next to him was a couple riding a motorcycle. Their skin colour was ash grey and the lady had unnatural green hair.

“That’s fine”, thought Jason. “Everything’s unnatural here anyway.”

“You lost or something?" The man asks. Jason looks around at the swirling green void of a sky and floating broken islands he was drifting between.

"Yeah, you could say that. You wouldn't happen to know where Gotham is?" Jason asked without much hope.

"Oh yeah we know Gotham," the lady answered helpfully. Jason felt hope surge within. Maybe, he wasn’t completely fucked. "You’ll find it thataway. The Revolving River of Doors has recently migrated back so if you head over Skulker’s Island - “

“Do you know where Skulker’s Island is?” the dude interrupted.

“Of course he knows where it is. Everyone knows where it is, amirite.” The girl smiles leadingly at Jason. Jason stares blankly back. The girl's eyebrows fly off her head in surprise. Just like a cartoon character. Silently, Jason watches the eyebrows float back into place.

“Oh so you don’t know. How about that Johnny?”

“Yeah, how about that. You a hermit or something?”

“Or something” Jason bites back.

“Well anyway,” the girl continues, “from where we’re standing, Skulker’s Island is just a short Hunt away. The island has a gigantic skull stuck on it, so you can’t miss it.”

“You really can’t. A blind man can see that damn thing for miles.”

“You really can. Right so, once you’ve reached Skulker’s Island,”

“No wait, how do I get to Skulker’s Island?”

“Like I just said,” the lady repeats impatiently, “it’s only a short Hunt away.”

“... right, but to get there, which direction should I take?”

“Whichever one you please,” the girl answers airily, “it’s a short Hunt away.”

“Right, right. It’s a short hunt away. OK. But in which direction should I go from here?”

“Well that depends a good deal on how you want to get there?”

“I don’t much care how—” said Jason.

“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the lady.

“—so long as I actually get there,” Jason added, exasperated.

“Oh, you’re sure to do that,” she said, “it’s just a short Hunt away.”

“So what you’re trying to tell me is that I can pick any direction?”

“Any direction”

“Any direction at all,” the guy chimes in.

“And I’ll find Skulker’s Island,” Jason continues.

“Only a short Hunt away, exactly” the lady finishes. “So once there, you’ll want to head on over it. Not under it or around it but over it. If you try to go under or around it, you’ll likely end up in Alaska.”

The biker dude frowns at his girl, “Not Ember’s Lair?”

“Nah they’ve broken up.”

“Oh like for real?”

“This time maybe, yeah.”

“Ooof. What did Skulker do?”

“Get this. He forgot her Death Day.”

The dude gasped, “He forgot! But she has a wholeass song!”

“Fucking exactly! That’s what I said when Jazz told me.”

“RIP Skulker.”

“A babe like that was out of his league anyway,” the dude leers. His girlfriend smacks him unimpressed.

“Why’d you smack me? I’m right!”

“I didn’t like the way you said it.” The girlfriend retorts, her hand on her hips.

“You didn’t like-” the dude acts flabbergasted, “oh c’mon Kitty, I didn’t mean nothing by it, so why are you”

“Sorry to interrupt,” Jason interrupts unsorry, “but as the lady was saying?”

“Oooh lady,” she smiles, “I like the sound of that.”

The greasy haired ginger turns and death glares at Jason, which Jason ignores.

“So where was I?”

“That I should head over, not around or under, but over the island with the giant skull on it...”

“Right, so above Skulker’s Island you’ll see the Revolving River of Doors. And one of those doors will be a Purple Travesty to Gothic Art Deco. That's the door to Gotham.”

"But why are you heading on over to Gotham anyway?” the ginger-haired biker asks, now slouching grumpily over his handlebars. “You ain't attending the King's Not Christmas Shindig?"

The green-haired lady perks up, "Speaking of the King, bet he'd luuurve to see you."

Jason was sceptical, “Why would your King want to see me?”

“More like why wouldn’t he want to see you?” the biker dude drawled, “Like who even are you?”

“Someone who's way more confused than they were when they woke up this morning.”

“Oh!” the girl snapped her fingers, “You wouldn’t happen to want to adopt the King?”

“Or End the King”

“Or kill his Pops?”

“Or fuck his Mama?”

“Make his clones?”

“Mess with things beyond your power?”

“And then dump the responsibility onto his lap?”

“Before ditching him to save your own skin?”

“...” Jason defensively crossed his arms.

The couple were now leaning into his space, waiting attentively for his answer with creepy smiles on their faces.

“... No, I don’t want to do any of that.”

“Awesome, then you’re perfect!” the girl cheered.

“Perfect, how? For not being a madman?!”

“Well c’mon now” the guy drawled, “we’re all mad here.”

The couple’s grins grew wider.

Ooof if you managed to get all the way down here then don't forget to reblog to spread the post!😊

@crossoverdanuary

#crossover danuary 2024 #danny phantom #dpxdc #alice in wonderland #jason todd #johnny 13 #kitty #dead on main #general fandom #free day

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gaymer-hag-stan · 9 days

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On the 4th of May, fourteen years ago, f(x) released their first mini album, NU ABO.

The title track is a dynamic song with an edgy electronic sound. It showcases the group's unique style and powerful vocals, exploring themes of individuality and self-expression.

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#f(x)#Krystal #Sulli #Amber #Victoria #Luna #Chrystal Soo Jung #Choi Jin-ri #Amber Liu #Song Qian #Park Sun-young #Jung Soo-jung #Amber Josephine Liu #Victoria Song #Krystal Jung #Liu Yi-yun #NU ABO #K-pop #Girl Groups

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xolilith · 5 months

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[00:16] JJH - NONSENSE

Jaehyun entra soturno em casa naquele fim tarde de agosto. Troca os sapatos que veio da rua pela pantufa, o boné, que protegia o topo da cabeça e rosto do sol que castiga a cidade naquela época, é pendurado sobre o cabideiro.

Nota a casa silenciosa demais para o horário. Caminha em passos vagarosos pelo correrdor.

– Querida?

Chama por você até ter visão do seu corpo nu deitado no chão de madeira. Agradece por ser o décimo andar porque, imagina só verem a mulher dele assim? Tsc! Não podia. Você vira a cabeça para fitá-lo, abre um sorriso preguiçoso.

– Jae – Mia arrastada. – Você chegou!

O Jung sorri também. Como não sorrir também com a expressão do seu rosto ao vê-lo. Aproxima-se para se juntar a você, deita por cima, junta os lábios num beijinho úmido constata o gosto alcoólico da sua boca. E quando repara mais precisamente seu rosto, nota as bochechas avermelhadas demais.

– Que visão pra ser recepcionado.

– Gostou?

– Não posso fingir que não. – Roça a ponta do nariz pela pele do seu pescoço, a mão traz sua coxa até a altura do quadril, aperta a carne entre os dedos. Gostou demais de encontrá-la assim. – Faz tempo que você chegou?

– Mmm... – Chia ao pensar. – Umas duas ou três horas atrás?

Jaehyun assente, indaga:

– E o que você fez?

– Eu comi, tentei ler alguns textos, mas eu não conseguia focar e me irritou... – Franze o rosto numa expressão arisca para dar mais veracidade ao que conta. – ...então eu tomei um banho gelado e quis ficar nua porque tá tão calor... – Explica num muxuxo desgostoso. – ...fiquei um tempo deitada aqui no chão e depois me deu tanta vontade de tomar um vinho, Jae. Eu queria esperar você chegar, mas eu não sabia que horas você voltava. – Dá de ombros, mas logo segura as bochechas magras, aperta as duas formando um beicinho no Jung. – Mas você está aqui agora.

O Jung sorri pela explicação sem necessidade e ébria que você dá.

– Magoado que você não me esperou.

Faz drama, exibindo um beicinho. Você ri, acha graça de como ele age fofo.

– Quer um pouco?

Oferece, levanta o tronco para se sentar e alcançar a garrafa quase no fim. O Jung também ajeita a postura, entorna um pouco do líquido que é oferecido sob seu olhar atento. Você pisca os olhos devagar.

– E eu estou com taaanto sono. – Prolonga o adjetivo, bocejando. – Vamos deitar um pouquinho?

– Você espera eu tomar um banho?

Jaehyun pede, você assente, volta a deitar sobre o chão enquanto ele sela os seus lábios e levanta-se a caminho do banheiro.

#nct imagines #nct 127 #jung jaehyun #jaehyun #jaehyun imagines

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