What I Am Telling You, Before You Begin My Story, Is This: I Crave Truth. And I Lie.

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[ ☎ ] my muse calls yours in tears.

[ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in an elevator together.

[ ◐ ] my muse is having a sleepover with your muse.

[ ✿ ] my muse attempts to cook dinner for your muse.

[ ◈ ] my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse.

[ ღ ] my muse makes an attempt to cheer your muse up.

[ ✦ ] my muse pushes yours out of frustration/anger.

[ ❢ ] my muse discovers yours all bloodied and bruised.

[ ➤ ] my muse accidentally punches your muse in the face.

[ ⌚ ] my muse recalls their favorite memory with your muse.

[ ✜ ] my muse collapses in front of yours, all bloodied and bruised.

[ ☯ ] my muse tells yours that they never want to see them again.

[ ✈ ] my muse asks yours to accompany them on a trip/mission/etc.

[ ● ] my muse catches yours snooping through their belongings.

[ ☻ ] my muse wakes up in your muse’s closet the night after a party.

[ ✌ ] my muse reaches out to yours after months of no communication.

[ ☢ ] the car broke down in an unfamiliar part of town, and our muses are lost.

[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home.

[ ☁ ] the entire city is without power due to a storm, and our muses run into each other during a supply run.

MINJI: and what about it ?? MINJI: pls don’t say shit like that it would be like fucking my own bro and i don’t swing that way MINJI: he’s my best friend, not that it matters to you

KIAN: don’t be mean especially when i’m nothin but nice to u KIAN: oh ya? how come u don’t come hang at our dorm with us then? KIAN: seems like the makings of a threesome to me  KIAN: ofc it matters to me! any friend of junnies is a friend of mine 😇

☆ — ❛ imessage : kian ▶ annya. ❜

KIAN: i know thqis is so stupid i'um stupid but i just rwanted to xknow ohw you were

KIAN: i sacw uyo today & wanxted to say ih but ima psyus ass bitch

KIAN: i know yiou hate me but ui can't stop thinking about cyou i rwish i could hate you tnoo

MINJI: nothing but nice ?? you must be joking right ?? MINJI: consider yourself lucky i never talked about what you did to seojunnie MINJI: i’ve got morals, and you don’t. keep ur thoughts to yourself

KIAN: completely serious KIAN: you wouldn’t cause u know it would hurt him & u wouldn’t wanna hurt ur closest friend....... would u? KIAN: idk minnie...... kinda seemed like there might be a blurred line when it comes to ur morals babe

☆ — ❛ imessage : kian ▶ annya. ❜

ANNYA: are you in your dorm room, kian?

ANNYA: and i don't hate you

KIAN: what doews it jmatter??

KIAN: yes ybou dco

KIAN: bi can ese it in uar eyes everytime u look at me

KIAN: thalt is on the off cnhace that you acxtually do look qat me i know you trxy to avoid me on purpose

anvya‌:

annya finishes her handful of popcorn before answering his question, “i really love clue, it was my favorite. my dad would always win but he taught me his strategies and one time i actually guessed it on, like, the third round and my mom refused to play that game for a solid month.” she couldn’t help but laugh at the memories, soon longing to be back home and spend a whole day playing games and be around her parents. her life may have started off rough but she got lucky in the end to find people who finally cared about her. “i’ll have to make you play with me one day,” she smiles as her fingers trace through his hair before settling on his neck. to bring kian into a tradition she held so dear to her, she couldn’t help but grow a little excited with the idea. what if he came to meet her parents one day, and they got along so well, and soon he was invited to all the game nights and everything was just…perfect. “unless, uh, that’s too childish, of course. probably sounds lame,” she tries to wave it off with a laugh before reaching back for a few more bites of popcorn.

his next statement makes her raise an eyebrow before shaking her head, “you’re not boring at all. if anything, my picture is probably right next to the word boring in the dictionary.” maybe it was her own fault for feeling that way in the first place. there were plenty of times she could have gone out, hit up some random party and gained some regrettable experience, but at least it would be something. she chose to stay in her room and work on her designs, follow the rules and only hear about such experiences through the gossip vine at school. she’s pulled away from her thoughts one more, a horrible habit she does quite often, as kian peppers her with kisses that causes her smile to grow far too wide, soon happily kissing him back. this time, however, she pulls him back in, letting their lips collide for a little bit longer and a little bit stronger. there was no denying how kissing him always made swarm of butterflies fill her stomach, his lips almost like poison that she simply couldn’t get enough of. but soon she’s pulling away because maybe she was coming off too strong too fast… “can i ask you a stupid question?”

something akin to fondness tugs at the remnants of his heart when annya talks about spending time with her family and he vaguely wonders if his eyes ever light up like hers do. he wonders if there’s anything he’ll ever love that much. he finds that his body easily relaxes into her little touches though and he doesn’t even have to force a smile of adoration onto his face as he listens to her speak. maybe there is hope for him after all, he thinks. his brows nearly shoot into his hairline at her suggestion and he’s sort of taken aback. he’s been invited to family dinners before from many other partners, but he’s never once considered it. not until now. his features must betray him in that moment, conveying the fear that he feels, because annya is soon backtracking; she’s soon looking completely unsure of herself. and he hates it. “no, no—” he shakes his head, “not at all. it’s not lame or childish.” he assures her with a light laugh. he’s honored, in fact, but he knows that annya’s family would hate him. the real him, that is. but, then, he soon realizes that he’s jumping the gun and getting worked up over nothing. she’s inviting him to play with her, not her family. he deflates.

he quickly composes himself though (it’s what he’s good at) and beams at her. “if it means anything at all, you’re probably the most interesting person i’ve ever met.” he states. “you’re, dare i say, not like other girls.” he teases, smiling into their kiss. he isn’t one to let anyone truly take the reigns when it comes to his relationships, but he lets her. she moves at her own pace and when she deepens their kiss, he reciprocates happily. he’s debating in his head whether or not he should just go for it when her warmth disappears just as quickly as it came. he hates that he nearly sighs in frustration, but he blames it on him being a young dude. his body isn’t always exactly willing to cooperate. despite that, he’s quick to answer, “anything.” with a nod. “i mean, i’m not sure i’ll be able to answer but i’ll try.” he smiles encouragingly. “and i’m sure it’s not stupid, don’t say that. nothing you say is stupid.” he says, making sure that she has his undivided attention. his breath is trapped in his throat though, unsure of what she’s getting at and unsure if he can even tell the truth.

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. ❜