"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart."
for writing of all kinds. (concrit welcomed. ♥)
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Time Limit: 15 minutes
I AM GOING TO GET BETTER AT THIS, GODDAMNIT.
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Jaejoong stared at the younger man until his eyes hurt, wondered if it was possible for him to be thoroughly intoxicated after downing only two shots.
"...Could you repeat what you just said?"
Changmin snorted, completely unsympathetic to his confusion. "Yunho. Is. In. Love. With. You. Or do I need to say it even slower?"
Jaejoong just continued staring.
"Yuuuuuuunhooo iiiiisss iiiiiiiinnn-"
"I heard you, idiot! But that's just- I mean- he can't..." Jaejoong buried his face in his hands, elbows pressed into his knees, and heaved a long, exaggerated sigh. "Changmin. That's just not possible."
Changmin rolled his eyes and threw his hands in the air, cursing life for punishing him with two hyungs who seemed bent on tiptoeing around each other for the rest of their stupid lives. "Not only is it very possible, Jaejoong, but it is also disgustingly obvious. I mean, come on, he named his yacht after you."
Jaejoong peeked out at him from between his fingers. "...What."
"Are you stupid? What did you think 'SS JJ' stood for?"
Time Limit: 30 minutes
Changmin used his fork to poke at his overpriced pasta and sized up the pair in front of him. The girl sitting next to Yunho now fit the exact mold of woman that Yunho had been dating for the past two years: soft jawline, pale skin, fake blonde hair that never went past the shoulders, plump pink lips, and most of all, startlingly large eyes. Yunho didn't realize the connection and it broke Changmin's heart.
He waited until she excused herself to the bathroom before speaking. "We're worried about you, Yunho."
Yunho sighed in restrained exasperation and smiled in a way that he hoped was reassuring. Changmin could barely see it under the dim lighting of the restaurant.
"Worried about what?" There was nothing for them to be worried over. He was fine.
Everything was fine.
"You know what. You hardly keep in touch with us anymore. Junsu says he hasn't seen you in months. Jaejoong misses you."
Yunho's hand tightened around his wine glass. Changmin pretended not to notice.
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OMG I BARELY MANAGED TO WRITE ANYTHING. MAN, I FRIDGIN' SUCK.
Theme.
a linguistic lordess,
an elusive Lady
who lounges on lofty landscapes
lacking in lifeless literature
and lamentable locution;
a lingerer;
a lurker of lyrical lines
and luscious letters,
whose lessons leap out
as loud as love-filled laughter,
as lucid as lily-white lies.
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(File this under "Things That Take An Embarrassingly Long Time To Write.")
