Complaint card: You love Gordon more than you love me.
Of course I do.
Unbelievable.
Complaint card: You love Gordon more than you love me.
Of course I do.
Unbelievable.
G-Dragon with The Girl from Sober MV
via inusakuna@instagram
“Are you sure you should be doing that?”
“Are you sure you should be questioning me?” He turned to narrow his eyes at the girl, then went back to focusing on his third attempt to break into the fifth floor vending machine -- which really just consisted of him standing in front of it with his hands on his hips, occasionally tapping it with the toe of his over expensive shoes. “Hm.”
“You always work so hard.”
“Understatement of the century,” he snorted, laughing quietly as he lifted a hand to rub at the back of his neck. “Ah, but you’re no better when it comes to stopping to breathe every once in awhile, yeah? No pain, no gain.”
A list of starter sentences meant to be suitable for idol muses. Whilst designed to be answered by idol muses, they’re versatile enough to be asked by idol and non-idol muses alike.
That small burst of motivation was exhausting. Find me on AIM, yeah?
║ — Only if you promise to give some of the attention back to me.
Hm. That’s an interesting concept. How much attention are we talkin’ here? I’m a busy man, you know.
There’s gotta be somebody here willing to pay attention to me. I need attention to survive.
She chuckled softly and folded her arms, pressing the sole of her black boot up against the wall for suport. ❝Well it’s cold, but it’s not that cold…❞ She sniffed before frowning at him ❝Anyway stranger, you’ve not told me your name… Or do Koreans tend to keep themselves quiet about personal details?❞
"I'd say it's pretty cold," he nodded, narrowing his eyes slightly as he focused his gaze on his shoes, now more embarrassed than anything else. He could probably lose one of the jackets. He looked up again when he heard her continue on, and pulled his hands from his pockets to wave them in front of himself apologetically. "Oh, no, it's not that! I think I might've gotten a little too used to people already knowing who I am." He paused, bending over into a short bow. "Kwon Jiyong. Sorry."
Placing the cigarette in her mouth, she lit it quickly, taking a long drag before handing the lighter back to him. ❝Popular huh? Must be nice,❞ She replied, her tone sounded sarcastic but she didn’t mean for it to come across in such a way. ❝Anyway are you about to go on an artic experdition or something?❞ She gestured to his outfit.
"Not really," he shrugged again, waving the topic off with a hand after taking the lighter back, then quickly stuffed his hands back into his pockets like his life depended on it. "What?" He blinked, looking down at himself, then back up at the girl, cheeks stained a little darker pink. "No, it's just -- aren't you cold? At all?"
Corey looked him up and down, but held her tongue, she would have made a comment on his dressage however since he was technically doing her a favor, she didn’t. ❝Thanks… Hey you look familiar, did I serve you once or something?❞
As soon as the lighter was no longer in his hand, he shoved it back into his pocket and tried to ignore how his fingers felt like they were going to fall off at any second. "Welcome," he answered with a nod of his head, then lifted his shoulders into a small shrug as he scrunched his nose. "Probably not, but I'm kinda -- popular, I guess you could call it."