shindongwoo-dsmp:

{/His eyes’ objects of affection soon became the taller’s shoes; Dongwoo felt like a child in grammar school, schemed against and scolded by every one of the foreigner’s sharp words. Emotions flooded his mind in the form of endorphins and every hormone that his endocrine system could spare. Once more, the hacker’s pure sanity was at the beck and holler of the officer. Silently, two tears fell from either of his eyes—the left leading the right’s subtle drip. His nostrils did not quiver, and his face did not shake; his hands failed to find comfort and so, they became fists as he failed to truly process your words out of fear and disbelief. A future, he thought. Something he’s doubted for too long.} What do you mean? {/The black-haired boy’s words were simple, but they triggered a state of hysteria in what was once a calm ocean of an expression, his glasses fogging almost instantaneously as his eyelids slammed shut for dear life.}

[‘watching you standing there, silently crying in front of him—because of him—literally made Wufan speechless. he knows you’re the emotional type, it was obvious even with their first interaction, but throughout the time spent together, seeing you so vulnerable and open like this made his heart swell with so much emotion and regret—guilt, felt like a better term. he was guilty. he felt guilty, and yet afraid that if he admitted that, anything from him would be deemed some sort of pity when in reality, he just wanted to console. he wanted to reach out and tug you into his arms, or take those glasses off and dry your tears. he wanted to do something] What do I mean? I mean whatever you want it to mean. it’s been over a year since I’ve seen you and..yeah, I missed you too. I miss us. Whatever we had, it wasn’t just any ordinary connection. There was an honest bond that’s obviously still there. [‘if your tears weren’t enough evidence to his words, then the fact that you still stick around long enough to keep the conversation going was enough. he couldn’t take it anymore and he reached out to circle his arms around your shoulders for a tight embrace. whether or not that form of affection was welcomed was up to you, but it was hurting him to see you in this state]

8 hours ago ▲ 8 notesshindongwoo-dsmp (Source: apostasyifan)

shindongwoo-dsmp:

You were not a fucking officer of the law, you were a writer. An artist. You had meaningful thoughts, that followed the chaotic nature of life, and you followed your emotions far away from me, and now this excuse. You decided to lie. To yourself, namely. {/He bit back with his fangs in the lead, tongue slithering like a snake between his preemptively shimmering muscles; the raven-haired man’s smile was sadistic—or perhaps, masochistic—in nature, a shit-eating grin painting itself across the curvature of his plush lips.} You want to know what prompted me to call you a liar? Was it the absence, or the deception, that pulled the wool over your eyes? Why do I bother for simply feeling these things for a man who left me so long ago? Perhaps I simply doubt that we are the type of people to let things go. Well, maybe you can ask your new and improved lawful Wufan what he’d like to do with the insane computer hacker. Am I still useful, to you? Do you even feel human emotion, or is this the truth to your character? A spineless puppet of the law?

[‘the corners of his lips curved into a small smirk, listening to your words with feigned interest. in all honesty, he didn’t need to hear what was already evident in your eyes, but the words were just like an invisible subtitle to the main feature that was displayed in front of him, silently watching each and every move with the trained eye of a professional] Maybe I am lying to myself. But who’s to say that those meaningful thoughts are gone? You think that writer is gone? I haven’t changed as much as you think, Dongwoo, but the way we ended things left a bitter taste in my mouth that no amount of sweetness could completely get rid of. [‘pursing his lips, he clenches his jaw while musing over your indirect questions] What would lawful Wufan do with Dongwoo? He’d tell Dongwoo to stop living in the past for once and accept the present so that maybe they could create a future with Wufan.

8 hours ago ▲ 8 notesshindongwoo-dsmp (Source: apostasyifan)

shindongwoo-dsmp:

If I recall correctly, I was always a little too honest for your taste. {/He grinned, but it was only because of the savory taste of blood that began to flood his mouth, always ignorant of his lower lip and how his rabbit teeth would dig into its crevices. Dongwoo’s head dropped in an almost apologetic fashion, eyes still locked on yours as he attempted to decipher the emotions, his gaze shifting between fear and resentment often—or that’s what he would process this as, and not a volatile emotion that he chose to disregard.} I don’t know.

Too honest for my taste? That’s funny considering I’m an officer of the law so honesty is practically my forte. I wouldn’t want you to be anything less than that when you’re around me. I could give two shits who you lie to. [‘there was a slight crack in the barrier he had tried to keep up—to deny that there was a surge of emotions coursing through him that he was all but willing to express to you. even as he said those three words, he was trying to figure out if he even meant them himself] Good answer. Keep it that way until you do know whether or not you can believe me. But for now, why don’t you start by telling me what prompted you to say that to me?

9 hours ago ▲ 8 notesshindongwoo-dsmp (Source: apostasyifan)
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shindongwoo-dsmp:

{/The velocity it took for the hacker to force a ball of saliva created an audible sound from the depths of his throat, his eyes so hesitantly fluttering as he glanced towards its creator; your glance was threatening, he felt, but when was the last time you made him feel comfortable?} That’s all you ever do, huh? You lie. You’re a liar.

A liar? That’s awfully bold coming from you. What’s that saying…’the pot calling the kettle black’ or some shit? What exactly am I lying about if I haven’t even admitted anything to you? [‘the tone in his voice was starting to become a bit more aggressive, hating the feel of being called something when he’s unsure of the reasoning] If I said I loved you too, would you still call me a liar?
9 hours ago ▲ 8 notesshindongwoo-dsmp (Source: apostasyifan)
I love you.

[‘he keeps his gaze on you with an indecipherable expression, unsure of how to respond to that confession—if he could even call it that. knowing you, it could have been some joke to coax a reaction from him] …That’s cute, Dongwoo. Do you expect me to return the same sentiments?

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Oh, fuck off. You couldn’t even if you wanted to, you know you couldn’t. Sylvia Plath didn’t kill herself for your denial, right now. Just tell me the truth. I’ve waited a year for it.

What truth are you looking to hear? How much I’ve missed you? How you’re absolutely right that I probably wouldn’t blow your brains out? There’s a lot of truths I could tell you, but you have to be more specific here.

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Thought I was dead, right? I’m like a demon. Immortal.

Immortal huh? How immortal will you be when I stick my gun in your mouth and pull the trigger? Godlike, right?

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Fuck off

Dongwoo, Dongwoo..you’re a sight for sore eyes.

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