It Is Kind Of Funny And Unexpected That Kyujin Has Volunteered To Sleep In The Sleeping Bag. Such A Spoiled
it is kind of funny and unexpected that kyujin has volunteered to sleep in the sleeping bag. such a spoiled brat who preferred soft yet firm mattress, you get it, the perfect kind of mattress that costs a fortune. but that's all in the past since she was recently disinherited by her parents. but a sleeping bag? that's new and only so that divina could get the semi - comfortable couch.
and it's divina waking kyujin up from her deep slumber. it takes a few nudges until she opens her eyes, lazily blinking. " hmm. " humming, shuffling a bit to the side, too sleepy to say anything so she just pats the empty spot next to her.
open to all muse: divina loemba plot: we’re at a party with friends that don’t know about us. they suspect it, everyone who has two eyes can see how i look at you and how you look at me. it’s getting late, a few people decide to stay because the buses don’t drive this late and it’s cold outside anyway. i sleep on the couch and you sleep in a sleeping bag on the ground and in the middle of the night, i get up to join you. you smell like home and i can immediately sleep.
Tip toes carried her over the warm wood floors, trying her best not to have them creak too loudly. While not good at staying at someone else's place to fall asleep anyway, it didn't help that the person she wanted to be with most was that far away. Okay, well it were only a few steps from the couch over to the sleeping bags of their friends and well - them. Quietly she crouched by their side, giving them a slight nudge to see if they would wake up just enough to let her inside..if they had been asleep yet at all. "Can I?" A whisper in the dark, eyes gazing over them with the same softness they had all evening. They both knew she didn't like sleeping alone, but it may also be so much more than that. Oh, Divina was utterly lost for them.
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where one person is actually famous and sets up a dating account with their real picture and the other sees it and is like, oh dude you are not fooling anyone with that picture (because srsly trying to catfish someone with a really famous person is hilarious and cute because the profile also had some really dorky info about liking model trains and farmers’ markets) cue an online romance and when they actually meet the other is pissed because DUDE YOU’RE THAT FAMOUS PERSON and the other is like, yeah, i mean, i thought you knew…
there's a far - away look in haruko's eyes. her mind and body working on auto - pilot or maybe she is fully aware of what she had just done. lost in her own mind, it is bugs who makes her focus, breath, eyes shift to look at her friend?'s hand. are they just friends or something more? perhaps a question for when there isn't a dead body lying at her feet. she takes bugs' hand, touch gentle as ever. " what are we going to do? "
muse : moon yu-bin "bugs" . she / they . lesbian . tracker + non profit worker . plot : loosely inspired by this post except my muse catches your muse with blood on their hands after ki.lling someone . status : open to anyone . f if romantic.
"just . . . give me your hand. we can figure this out together." her eyes dart to the knife on the ground back to the other across from her. their hands stained with crimson, the air thick with metallic so strong yu-bin can almost taste it on her tongue. she holds her hand out for the other to take. holds back the instinct that tells bugs to run. get far away! you don't belong here! this was her friend and there had to be a reason for the dead body on the floor. "i'm your friend, right?"
A trope that gets to me: 'guard dog' character and their partner who are both fully aware of it and honestly don't care/kind of like it. Someone says "call your guard dog off" and their partner does call them off. That person, their 'guard dog', is someone who is unreservedly, irrefutably loyal to them. Someone undoubtedly dangerous who is willing to kill, to maim, to obey, simply because of their love for one another. There's no manipulation involved— it is loyalty, brutal, dogged loyalty. And it goes both ways.
“we are soulmates and when you die, i die, except i don’t know who you are apart from the fact that you just live a very dangerous life because you’ve technically died three times now and gosh i wish you would stop dying it’s very inconvenient. last year i was in this HUGE job interview and what do i do but keel over –”
getting all hot and heavy with him in a corner booth at the club or on the couch at a house party, and he’s trying to convince you to cockwarm him right there. he’s got his hand on the back of yours, pressing your palm into his crotch to show you how hard you’ve made him, all the while talking all low in your ear. “need to feel you so bad. i can’t wait. just sit on it, baby. come on, nobody will notice.”
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