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" Thats so cool. We also look alike. " Jennifer smiled, and let out a laugh.

" Hey, Your Yunjin. Right? Hi, I'm Jennifer. " Jennifer looked at her, and spoke to her, with a soft tone, keeping her glance on her. "

She looked at the other with a slight smile on her face. "Yeah, I'm Yunjin. My English name is Jennifer. We have the same name, how funny!"

GGUM 🫧 (2024) CHOI YEONJUN

♡

Yungi onstage ◇

MINGI STOP THIS BEHAVIOUR

Bro wanted to kidnap her 😩😩

MINGI :: DJANGO @ COACHELLA 2024 WEEKEND 2

devastating

him in a suit 😩

Museum date with my honeybun 🩷

San looks so big and buff around everyone but put him next to Mingi or Yunho and he looks like a short king.

If I gotta be horny over Mingi yall gon be horny with me 😭

~ Muse name: Jennifer Evelyn Check

(Middle name is not her real middle name)

~ Age: 18-24

~ Height: 5'6

~ Bsf: Needy

~ Birthday: December 10th (Not her real birthday)

~ Zodiac: Sagittarius.

~ Muse name: Billy Shawn Loomis

(Not his real middle name)

~ Age: 18-25

~Height: 6'1

~Bsf: Billy

~ Birthday: June 3rd. (not his real birthday)

~ Zodiac: Gemini

Heyyyyyyyyy

( @lower-4-keiko )

Heya !!

dream job 🔫

Javier Pérez: Carroña (2011)

Ten stuffed crows carefully placed on a shattered red chandelier to look as if they were feasting on a dead animal. 

rip me open

Sanemi fluff?

Sanemi fluff.

Sanemi slides between the slight opening of your door and shuts it firmly behind him, practiced fingers locking it the moment it latches.

At first, he doesn’t see you, though he knows you must be home by the candles lit along your window sill and on top of your dresser; the light of the lamps by your bed, and the sound of the kettle boiling water in your kitchen.

He starts to call your name when he is nearly knocked back by a blur of hair and the white and black pattern of his favorite sweater you’d stolen.

Sanemi catches you easily as you fling your arms around his shoulders and press your face right against his neck. You’re stretched tall, balancing on your toes as you hug him fiercely, your fingers playing with the hair at the base of his skull.

“There you are,” Sanemi smiles against your hair as his arms wrap tightly around your waist. “You okay?”

You sigh happily in answer, remaining perched on your tiptoes as you inhale his scent and hum.

He sways with you for a moment, both of you wrapped in the other’s bone-crushing embrace. Some days, he thinks the only reason he doesn’t fall apart is because you always hold him fiercely enough to keep him together; to keep him whole.

Sanemi has never been happier. All at once, any stress, any anxiety he’d felt upon learning of the new actions of the Kizuki overtaking the eastern wing of the Silo, all of it melts under the squeeze of your arms, and the press of your lips against his neck.

And even when you pull away, lowering yourself down to your usual height, Sanemi does not let go. His hands linger on your waist, his fingers tracing small circles just above your hips.

He taps your nose. “Missed you, too.” And then his finger crooks under your chin and he tilts your head toward his.

He would never tire of kissing you, he decides as his lips move softly with yours. Not in this lifetime.

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