Do You Mind If I Take My New Car For A Ride?

MOONSU: a LAME start. if anyone wanted to come close to me, they should’ve started with that PLUS a giant teddy bear, and a specialized playlist of at least twenty songs that perfectly represent their feelings for you. duh! amateurs, really. MOONSU: hm… i’ll see what i can do. i’ve been saving up a lot, and i can’t think of a single thing more important to spend my money on than you. 😘 food? what’s that? i just need sunshine and water and your love to survive. 😊 MOONSU: me? just practicing a monologue for tomorrow. nothing super important. i always miss you when you’re not with me. MOONSU: WAIT. or do you mean… MISS me? because in that case… yeah, i MISS you, too. especially now that i know people are trying to steal you from me :(

KIAN: thats why i’m dating you & not them KIAN: damn you make me wish i was more creative KIAN: gonna have to step up my game if i wanna keep up KIAN: otherwise someone else might sweep YOU off your feet KIAN: can’t have em stealin you away from me KIAN: ur so cute lol..... just missin you in general KIAN: can i see you tonight? or are you busy? 😟

☆ — ❛ snap : kian ▶ moonsu. ❜

                                     and behind the mask of m a t u r i t y                                                        that you wear,                                     a pair of eyes belonging to a ( CHILD )                                          stares back at you in the mirror.

                                                 you are not a warrior,                                                           MY LOVE,                                                  you are merely a boy.

☆ — who : @seojvns ☆ — when : february of 2019 ☆ — where : the campus library

“just trust me.” kian whispers, placing the flashlight between his teeth. he shifts his weight from one leg to the other in his crouched position and continues moving the bobby pin around in the lock. it’s not the best tool but, when he hears the faint click, he relishes in the fact that it gets the job done. standing to his full height, he plucks the flashlight from his lips and smiles. “after you.” he says, ushering his roommate inside. it seems kind of dumb, and probably confusing, to be breaking into a place that’s open all the time, but he has his reasons. “i figured, before we set out on our little mini road trip, that we could come here first. and, before you say anything—” he cuts in, making the trek through each of the aisles separating the different shelves, “i know i can technically come here whenever i want.” he says, finally stopping to grab a book.

“but it’s always so busy, it’s frustrating. plus, it’s kinda cool being somewhere you’re not supposed to be, yeah?” he quirks a brow, a small smile on his face that he isn’t sure seojun can even make out in the dark. tucking the book under his arm, kian steps around the corner and begins pushing two of the tables together. once he’s satisfied, he climbs on top of them and lays down on his back. “come.” he instructs, patting the space next to him. “let’s find some shit to do, places to go.” he says as he opens the travel book in his hands. “need you to hold the flashlight for me.” he says, turning his own off.

MOONSU: are you telling me all it takes is some flowers to compete with me?? don’t be rude! 😡😡 MOONSU: i provide so much more than that. you think i won’t just get an entire high school band to come up and perform celine dion’s entire discography for you?? don’t tempt me!! MOONSU: you look very cute today though 🤭💟💖

KIAN: of course not but its a start 😋 KIAN: oh yeah? might have to see it to believe it..... KIAN: awww thx ☺☺ you too, babe 😘 KIAN: so...... what’re you doin? KIAN: been missin you.....

☆ — ❛ snap : kian ▶ moonsu. ❜

He has lost his first love. He’s a motherless child of a brutal and distant father. He’s outside everything and against everything, a nihilist who feels only hatred for this world.

Paul Friswold

*falls in love with the attention you give me but not with you*

ofjiwon‌:

the sweat beaded on jiwon’s forehead as her sneaker clad feet pounded lightly against the sidewalk. practice had ended a few hours ago but per usual jiwon overachieving style she liked to extend her own training for an hour after. in order to keep things interesting she liked to take her final round through the campus’ quad. she was turning the corner around one of the lecture hall buildings when her body came colliding with another. the power behind her run causing a short huff to puff out of her lips, “—fuck,” the curse came out of her lips as she stumbled backwards trying to right herself. it wasn’t till that moment did her eyes land on the person in front of her, “—oh shit, i didn’t hurt you did i?” her eyes moved to scan the person for any obvious injuries. she normally wouldn’t be the type is apologize in a position like this, but she knew the power behind her when she ran she couldn’t have really hurt this person, “you’re lucky i wasn’t practicing my sprints,” she joked lamely.

kian grumbles to himself as the strap of his duffel bag catches on the door. he pulls on it once, twice, three times, before it finally gives way and detaches itself, subsequently freeing him from the frustrating scenario. he can feel the way his features settle into something reminiscent of annoyance almost immediately, but he doesn’t care enough to fix it. he’s tired so his facade is faltering. he’s just lucky that no one is around to see it slip. his brows furrow and suddenly he’s mad at the world again. his muscles are tense and extremely sore from practice which only adds to his irritation and that’s what throws him off completely. it’s the reason why he isn’t focused, why he isn’t paying attention to his surroundings. he’s usually so aware of the things around him so it sort of takes him by surprise when he rounds the corner and is nearly pummeled by another body. the hit is hard and it knocks the breath out of him, causes him to stumble backwards a bit.

he nearly snaps, curses at the offender, but has enough sense to calm himself down. that isn’t who he is. or, at least, that isn’t who he’s pretending to be. he schools his features and forces a laugh out. “as if your scrawny ass could hurt me.” he rolls his eyes, playfully. he and jiwon aren’t exactly friends or anything, but he has to play the part of the nice boy. despite the fact that the two seem to have a rivalry, always trying to one-up each other. “oh yeah?” he quirks a brow, readjusting the strap on his shoulder. “bet i could outrun you.” he says, almost as if it’s a challenge. he knows it’ll get her worked up though and that’s all he’s looking for. pretty little jiwon who wants to be the biggest track star in the world. oh, what he would give to crush those dreams. though he doesn’t actually think he could beat her. “i saw your last match.” he says, contorting his face into a look of disbelief. “wasn’t all that impressive. you can do better so ... what gives? what threw you off your game?”

☆ — ❛ imessage : kian ▶ annya. ❜

ANNYA: don't say that, you will ALWAYS matter

ANNYA: i'm not perfect, and you're not stupid. ppl make mistakes, and i just...

ANNYA: yes, if you're not in your dorm and you tell me where you are, i'll come to you

ANNYA: just pls, kian, tell me you're ok

KIAN: how could byou yeven say that???

KIAN: does othat mean you fzorgive me.......

KIAN: i'm fine jusot srachin at one ovf the frat houses for the night cause i hdont think zi can wahlk home

KIAN: bnut 'di rather jbe izn my own drosm wnould ybou come gket me??