↬ singing in the rain ( sumin & nara )

even for a smart student like sumin, classes could be really boring at times. they became less interesting when you were more invested in something else, or even someone, she would say. she had been looking at the time for more than she should, one hand propping her chin as the girl glanced towards her side, smiley eyes focused on only one person. geum nara. the picture of them going on cute dates after school couldn’t make her stop smiling, and sumin could only hope nobody would realize how stupid she actually looked like at this moment. 

and when the bell finally rang, sumin quickly grabbed her bag and ran towards nara, pulling a chair to sit in front of the girl so she was facing her while nara packed her things. “hey, wanna go eat some cakes and milkshakes? it’s on me, i promise. just come with me!” of course, she would buy the whole world for nara, as cheesy as it might sound like, she was serious. placing both arms on the table, she rested her chin on her hands and looked up at nara with a childish pout, hoping the girl would agree. “i have something to give to you too, so you gotta come with me, whether you want it or not.” she nodded. “i missed you so much.” 

she had been thinking about them a lot these days. it made her recalled the first time they saw each other, when she still had no idea nara would be such an important character in her life. it almost felt like a dream though. nara came like an angel sent from heaven. sumin was in need of someone to lean on after the scandal of her clique broke out, and nara was just there at the right time. she believed this was no coincidence, that maybe nara was her true destiny. surely you’re my destiny, it shines fully in my heart. oh, my. she was whipped as fuck for nara.

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“are you saying that i slept more than i should?” she asked, sounding a tad bit offended. “that doesn’t sound so bad. maybe i’m just making up for those times i’ve wasted not being able to sleep at nights.” sumin always had difficulties to sleep since she was young, but it had grown to be worse in her senior year in cheongnam. sometimes it was frustrating, for that it affected her daily activity. sleeping pills couldn’t help her for long, but she couldn’t seem to find another way that would work better now. it sucked not being able to sleep anyways. 

her eyes followed yongguk as he walked towards the liquor cabinet. maybe all sumin needed was time. but not as in more time, sumin had enough time in this world to have things figured out, she just wished she had the ability to rewind time now. "what if you still can’t figure things out and suddenly you’re awake again? how long are we supposed to sleep then?” maybe we would have to sleep forever then. usually sumin would only keep all these thoughts to herself, and yongguk was nowhere close to a friend, yet here she was telling him all this as if he was her best friend, despite whatever they had between them. “whiskey, please.” 

↬ starry night ( sumin & qian )

the more she tried to forget about the tragedy, the stronger her memory became when it came to this particular incident. how could she ever forget it? sumin might always be reminded of it, and she was fucking sure the guilt would haunt her until the rest of her life. she knew it was all her fault, even if her father tried to convince her otherwise. “about the news, i’ve already taken care of it, so don’t worry. they won’t mention anything about you.” sumin could care less about the family’s reputation, but she absolutely didn’t need to see her friend (who was already dead by the time she woke up) took the blame when everything was clearly her fault. they were too happy, and happiness wasn’t meant to last long. sumin should have seen it coming. maybe if she didn’t bug eunbi to come with her that night, she could still be able to see her today. 

it was only her first week back in seoul, but she had already been admitted to the hospital due to sleep deprivation. coming back to this place seemed like a bad idea, but it wasn’t like sumin wanted to stay forever in australia either. everything looked way too familiar here, it made her feel hard to breathe every time she looked at the streets. maybe it was time for her to get over it, but she just couldn’t, not when the guilt was still eating her from inside. the city looked very beautiful at night, it would be a waste if she couldn’t enjoy it anymore. and so she tried, hoping that for once in her life that night, she would be able to admire the night again. everything was fine, until she saw a figure on the other side of the road. wait, wasn’t that eunbi? 

right, that’s really lee eunbi. sumin couldn’t believe her eyes, but she was happy regardless to see her friend again. “eunbi-ah!” she called out, trying to cross the road, her eyes not leaving the female for that she was afraid she would miss her if she looked away. the vehicles on the road had to stop abruptly upon seeing sumin’s hasty run towards the other side, sounds of car honking filled the air as she passed by them. “wait! i’m coming,” sumin kept on saying, but the more she ran towards eunbi, the farther the girl had been from her. “no, wait, please don’t go!” it took her a moment to realize that a car was coming towards eunbi---suddenly her voice was no longer heard even when she was screaming, and sumin was finally brought back to reality when she felt someone shaking her body. “no---where are you---come back! eunbi-ah!”  

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tired dark brown eyes widened slightly at his words, was he for real? she couldn’t tell. “that’s a really good idea,” sumin mused with a hint of sarcasm. “you could have at least tried to guess it because that would be better, but nevermind.” she didn’t even know why did she expect him to, after all nobody liked to play a guess game like that. lately she had been thinking a lot than usual, not like it was something new. she just wanted to stop for a while. 

“do you ever get tired of living, but you also don’t really want to die?” the question came out of nowhere. “like you’re just fucking confused the whole time, and you don’t even know what you want.” a sigh managed to escape from her lips, her gaze going down as she watched yongguk massaging her foot. sumin never really had a purpose in her life, not after she lost her mother.

“and to answer my own question, alcohol will make me feel better.” 

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her eyes were kept shut, sumin ignored his words and chose to enjoy the pleasure he’s giving in between her legs instead. he was right though. it was freezing outside, yet it felt nothing like that in here. not when his touch made her feel hot, when his kisses managed to melt her right away. she finally opened her eyes when his question came up, and the comment that followed after, which she found quite amusing. propping herself with both elbows so that she could look at yongguk, taking a moment to watch him before she could respond. 

“do you like to be kicked that much?" sumin asked. “i can definitely try to kick you if that’s what you want.” with that being said, she pushed yongguk with one foot, trying to get him off her so she could sit up on the bed. “now get the fuck off, i think i just lost my mood.” that was nothing too uncommon for sumin to suddenly change her mind like that, after all she only did what she wanted to. she ran her fingers through her messy hair and breathed out a sigh, looking over to him. “do you know what would make me feel better?” he better does. 

food party ( csm ✩ myg )

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chocolate love ( csm ✩ rl )

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“of course we’ll remember that! i’m two hundred percent sure we’ll do. how could we not?” she wasn’t very sure too, to be honest. maybe they could still remember it now, or for the next few minutes. but she doubted they would still have that in their mind for the next hours. at least not in sumin’s head, not once she had gotten hold of the alcohol now. she downed the liquid all in one big gulp, letting it burn her throat as she grinned cheekily at the female. 

“chocolate goes well with anything..... but have you ever tried chocolate champagne before? i heard it does exist.” she threw a fit of giggles at the thought. “very chocolatey indeed.” 

disgustine ( csm ✩ osh )

they said love was beautiful. to cha sumin, it was nothing. 

maybe it used to be something beautiful in her life once upon a time before. but that was long, long ago---she wasn’t sure if she still remembered how it felt like, how love felt like. there was no more love left in her body when her mother had died. as if her feelings had turned numb by then, she could hardly recall when was the last time she had loved, or been loved. why would people think love was so important? love got her heart broken. love made her break hearts. 

love was what made her kill. to cha sumin, love was a curse. 

“is this when you say, what was it again, ‘young love is beautiful?’” she blurted out of nowhere, slowly making her way to stand next to this tall stranger, who also seemed to be staring at the same couple she was looking at just now. “how disgusting.” her snarky remark came out like a whisper, it was soft but loud enough for the other to hear it. “it sucks that i’m stuck here. how’s the party for you, buddy? it’s pretty stupid to me if you ask, and so are all these people here.” 

cheap thrills ( csm ✩ aa )

tonight was probably the only time ( or at least one of those times ) she had talked to people the most, the only time she wasn’t trying to avoid people. all thanks to alcohol. she probably would regret all this if she started to sober up, but that’s if she even remembered any of this. it’s a great night---well, after she had drank a little too much---so she was just living it while it lasted. after all, this chance didn’t come often, she had to grab it while she could. 

after drinking so much, sumin had started to get hungry. luckily not many was around the food table, which meant she was going to have it all to herself. but before she could take any of the food, her gaze fell onto something that didn’t seem too uncommon in her eyes. it was a tattoo. two flying ravens. she had the exact same tattoo on the side of her right hand, and so was this one. she knew other people might have the same tattoo, but her eyes couldn’t fool her now. 

she was confident that this was aya, or at least this tattoo did convince her anyways. looking up to meet the person’s face, her smile grew wider upon recognizing those familiar looking of lips. “i didn’t know you’ll come here,” she mused, reaching for a chocolate muffin. “that outfit looks really good on you by the way.” sumin was wearing gloves, therefore there was no way aya could see her tattoo. it would be hilarous if she couldn’t figure out who it was. 

“i’ll ask who you are but that’s not so fun. do you know who i am?”