“No gears.” Jonghyun lifted a hand, pointing at the steel beams above their heads. “Life here, it’s not life; it’s clockwork, a machine. The sun comes up and lights the streets in the same order every day. People let the machines tell them when to get up, when to stop, when to go. The children sit in neat little rows, the office workers sit in neat little rows, the ahjummas curl their hair in neat little rows, the dead end up in neat little rows. Tick tock, tick tock. What music can come from that?”
Onew: “I didn’t know you were a philosophical drunk.”
oh jjong, HAHAHA
Onew: “…I like people. In general.”
Jjong: “Kinky.”
oh onew, the kid that's nice to everyone. it reminds me of a convo I had today.
Friend: Do you love me?
Me: I like people in general.
Friend: But do you like me the best?
Me: I don't play favorites.
Friend: Humph. That's what you always say. I bet you think differently inside.
We're so inefficient at saying the same thing that Onew and Jjong just said. xD
"[Jjong] sprawl[s] out across his torso like Jinki was his own personal body pillow."
HAHAH KINKYYY xD
“God you’re heavy, move, get off.” Jonghyun grinned and swung his legs around, now using his entire body to pin Jinki down.
“You’re comfy. Don’t wanna.”
“Brat. Aren’t you afraid you might catch “The Gay” or something?” Jinki scowled as Jonghyun smiled his crocodile smile down at him, teeth white and sharp even in the dark.
“Nah. We’ve got a bromance, it’s cool.”
Jjong you're such a rebel. Play nice to Jinki, dear.
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LOOOOOOL...they are so messed up it's adorable.
Ahem. I have issues with Jjongie...*pets him apologetically* but I liked him in this.
SAME HERE.
jjongie is such a cute name (:
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