keep calm and love this man

It makes sense

Authors note: I am trying so hard to get back into writing, but I am struggling… I’m sorry if this sucks, I honestly have no brain right now.

He’s one of the softest, grumpiest, adorable I’ll-tempered man, (baby), that walks the earth when he’s exhausted, even worse when he’s flying while miserable.

The whole time in the departure lounge he has been relatively calm, occasionally a little whiny, but other than that he has been calm and sleepy, keeping his arms crossed over his chest, his head leaning on your shoulder while you keep yourself occupied on your phone, doing what it takes to stop yourself from going stir shit crazy in the bloody airport. 

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No Pen // Seungcheol

Originally posted by satanteen17

Word Count: 297
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The rustling of the leaves, the engines of one or two cars passing by, a voice calling out to customers from across the road; the street you were walking on was relatively calm and peaceful all except one. At a quaint store nearby was a small crowd of fans holding small placards in their hands while some waved small posters towards the store’s window with their backs against you.

You stood on your toes, craning your neck to see who it was. You listened but all you could hear was ‘he’s so handsome’, 'I love your movie’, and 'marry me’.

A man came out and asked the fans to make way and keep order as a couple of restricted squeals and soft proclamations of love escaped from their mouths. Then there he was, the cause of all this commotion.

He stepped out confidently, the soft light of the morning sun kissing his skin each step he took. His lips were curved into a smile. His eyes even sparkled with delight. He waved at his fans and posed for photos, greeting them and even signing things they held out for him. He stopped in front of you and gave you a smile. “No pen?” he asked. His eyes landed on the already forgotten phone in your hand and took it. “Let’s take a picture then.”

He held it in arms length, leaning close as he posed for a photo. Click! He studied the photo, nodding in acknowledgment before handing it back to you and smiled. “Take care of it okay?”

“Go home safely!” he said as he waved goodbye to his fans from his car, the fans echoing his words. And that was the day you found out who he was and fell for the actor Choi Seungcheol.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.