Finally turning off her phone, she, too, glanced up at the sky, witnessing the signs of the upcoming storm. “Okay, okay, sorry; I was distracted,” she frowned, still looking up at the darkening sky. She moved a little closer to the male, trying not to show how nervous she was suddenly becoming. “How far away is your place? My apartment’s a couple miles away..” she mumbled, her voice trailing off as she looked around for a bus.
victor kept a stoic expression throughout the conversation as grey clouds hovering above them, droplets of rain starting to fall first against his face, second against his bare skin. “my house is pretty far away as well.” that was a lie, his house was pretty close, but the arguments between him and his parents still hasn’t faded, home is not his ideal destination. “let’s just catch a bus and head to somewhere that can shelter us, maybe?”
➢While listening to him go on about his day and how everyone annoyed him and how he just wanted to stay away from people from awhile. Seulgi could understand and nodded at each of his questions. He had a bad day and seulgi took it upon to treat him out to some sweet and drinks, well whatever he wanted just to calm him down and keep him relaxed.‘’Yah, I do also but enough talking and eat dummy. I didn’t bring you out here to have you stay angry and pissed off, here. You say you love food more, so eat it. ’’She held out the fork towards his mouth and raised a brow while she waited for him to open up, At times he could be a big baby and she would just laugh at him, but now she just wanted her friend to at least enjoy himself while he was out.➢
an exasperated sigh made its way escaping out from his lips. victor knew that he sometimes could be unreasonable with his hates towards certain types of people, but the sweet ice drink against his hand is so effective at calming him down that victor finds himself sipping on it, mind getting hazy from the delicious taste until he couldn’t even think of why he’s even mad in the first place. “i’m eating! jeez. just be a man and just say shut up to me, i won’t take it personally.” he huffed out, mouth wide open as his teeth snatched a bite away from her fork.
The male was right, Nikolai rarely made any sense. It was either he stumbled with his Korean or couldn’t figure out how to translate something in Korean and ultimately change his language to his native language. He was suppose to get a tutor of some sorts a long time ago, but he never got around to get one. But that was mainly because he had someone who agreed to help, but she ended up leaving. “Вы тупица.” Nikolai said with a laugh, because he knew his friend wouldn’t know what he said. “Let’s see–” He ran a hand through his brown hair as he tried to think of some ideas. “This sucks. I can’t believe we can’t think of anything. I blame you for making me stupid.”
the male could only shaken his head at the another fucking word that the male spilled out in russian ago. it’s probably an insult, or something completely random to throw victor off guard. his arms reached out to hug the male’s neck, attempting to suffocating a little for messing with him. “aye, ya shit! do you really want to die?” he laughed out, because at this rate, if he still kepts hanging out with nikolai, he’ll eventually learn russian. it’s not that of a bad thing, now that he thinks about it. but the fact that nikolai just says shits without translating makes him wonder, how is he exactly gonna take advantage? “fuck you, you’re already stupid as fuck. let’s just fucking play on a tamagotchi. this is how desperate i am.”
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Absorbing conversations in the middle of clubbing. It has almost become a habit for Jay. This particular time, he’s somehow tired, almost thoughtful as he sits in the darkest corner of the club with a cigarette in between slim digits with a smoking ban straight above his head. Not like he pays attention or brings himself to care about such an irrelevant detail.
His newest companion is a young male, possibly around his age, though Jay doesn’t know much about him. Victor is his name, right? They sit oddly close to each other, though it’s another thing he doesn’t keep a track of, as well as the conversation that seemed to pop out of the blue and ah, after few shots, nothing is more interesting that to contemplate few facts related to one of Jay’s favourite interests… women. His finger absently brushes over the latter’s earring, a small chuckle exhaled in response to Victor’s words.
“– You truly think so?”
His voice is laced with some mysterious tune, the tone hoarse and lower than usually as he speaks up. His gaze locks on the dance-floor with a lazy sigh following. “–And thank fucking god, they are no longer queens. Aristocracy disgusts me. Every bit of faked perfection, artificial beauty is something I despise. I am fond of things which are messed up, ruined. Those who have a huge weight of sins on their shoulders, struggling to survive another day and– ah… but we were talking about women, right?” Jay pauses with his eyes narrowing as they find the male’s own. “…Those queens you’re talking about. I’d gladly strip them from their exaggerated elegance to expose every hidden secret along with a bit of oh-so-protected precious skin… This is when they become attractive in my eyes.” Another breathy chuckle slips past plump lips as he carelessly throws the cigarette on the ground, treading on it with his shoe.
“–Anyway… aside from your name, I know shit about you so since we’re sitting here… Knees to knees… eyes to eyes, I’d like to know a bit more.”
alcohol never fails to treat him like shit. thought bubbles kept popping up against him only to vanished five seconds later, leaving all red and breathless. victor was no game, nor would he be willing to spend a night gambling with himself at a club his father’s friend’s son was an owner of, but he did anyway. eyes absorbing every sight of human bodies grinding onto each other, colourful drink burning their throat. it’s a little too dark to see each other’s face, but that’s just how sins operated — far away from innocence.
except that he’s not alone, no. there’s armies of people who could just switched from hell to heaven within his eyes, fooling everybody with the facade of the mask that they’re wearing. sure, victor is no different, and nor does those women that he had once wanting to dirt them with his own hands, because right now, they’re so fucking FILTHY, begging to be touched and love in the ways that they wouldn’t had done if the moon was just as bright as the daylight.
that was why he blurt out the statement with a tad of amusement lingering on his lips, as he drowned into even more colorful drink of his own. at the glint within jay’s eyes, (hell, did he at least gotten the name right?) he knew that the male would agree with him, if not utmost, almost.
“I truly think so.”
the younger male responded, tone amused than his previous, because fuck, victor sure does not take lying as a good trait to have (unless necessary), but his ears perks up at the male’s answer, something about it mades his stomach chimed, excitement travelling down his veins. “Queens, queens. do we truly need them. Acting elegant at the public, yet a filthy slut with the king.” his tongue lapped over his dry lips, eyes gluing to that one person in particular. her dress short, hugging her petite body. long hair swaying at the rhythm of the bass. “the definition of real beauty lies in the bare body, not material. because you could just search for a crown and be king, but it only takes a little bit of clothes off to be the opposite. one day, the queen’s smile that were elegant turned agonized, fretting over small obstacles of the mighty king does not need her anymore. why does he need her anyway, when there are many more potential queens to crown with the finest diadem and baguettes?” he let out a breathy sigh, voice hoarse at the burning of the liquor, but he did not stopped there. “Queens, queens. do we truly need them? those bitches are no different than a fucking stripper at my favorite bar now that they are striped completely naked — from their garments, and their wealth.”
“— anyway.” he repeated the other male in a dull tone, yet laced with it’s playfulness of his personality. “you could always guessed what kind of person i am. isn’t that more fun?” his brows raised slightly, turning his head just to watched the male in the eye. “victor. nineteen. virgo. i please bitches for fun, and i fucking am devastated at the fact that they’re opening this shitty of a music, yet people on the dance floor is still dancing unlawfully. what about you?”
"I totally got this. I read a book on it once."
"How was I supposed to know she was flirting with me?"
"Let me put it this way. I find you boring and your company more so. Have a good day."
"That doesn't make any logical sense"
"You're either very good or very stupid. I don't think you're very good."
"You might want to find a new guard. That other one's kinda injured. And an idiot, but I think that's hereditary."
"A favor here, blackmail there, bribery somewhere else - the usual."
"People like you are why I worry for the fate of humanity."
"The best advice I can give you is to not ask me."
"What do you eat for breakfast? The innocence of children that you destroy?"
"I'll tell you, but you have to promise not to laugh."
"I never make a promise I can't keep."
"Not all ugly ducklings turn into swans. Some just turn into ugly ducks."
"You think you're the best thing since sliced bread, don't you?"
Celtic Zodiac: Birch (The Achiever) | Rowan (The Thinker) | Ash (The Enchanter) | Alder (The Trailblazer) | Willow (The Observer) | Hawthrone (The Illusionist) | Oak (The Stabilizer) | Holly (The Ruler) | Hazel (The Knower) | Vine (The Equalizer) | Ivy (The Survivor) | Reed (The Inquisitor) | Elder (The Seeker)
