Requested by Anonymous: BB reaction to you being ‘wife like’ cooking for them and keeping things clean?
Jiyong: Since Jiyong was rarely home, he would also rarely clean. You couldn’t help but deal with the little dust bunnies accumulating everywhere and forced him to spend his day off cleaning his house with you. Though Jiyong did help, he noticed how caring you were towards his well-being, making sure he was still getting enough rest. Once dinner time came around, you forced Jiyong down onto the couch so he could get a nap while you prepared dinner. He couldn’t help but stare at you lovingly from his seat as you made yourself busy in front of the stove to fix up a quick lunch, even adding more kimchi to his nearly-empty fridge. “Now all we need are just the rings…” (”What?”) “Nothing, babe! Haha, you’re so cute and pretty in that apron…~”
Youngbae: Youngbae’s apartment was like your second home, so he wasn’t surprised when you entered the pass code to get in with grocery bags in your arms. His hair was still a mess when you slipped yourself into his kitchen, fixated on making him brunch (he was still asleep up until 11). Determined to stubbornly help you, your boyfriend stuck right by your side, begging to do at least half of the work. Since the both of you were so accustomed to each other, maneuvering the kitchen while avoiding a collision felt extremely natural to Youngbae. Eventually you forced him to sit down, telling him that he could make their kimbap for their picnic later that day. As if stuck in a daydream, he started giggling, imagining the future when you two were a permanent couple.
Seungri: Seungri always made you stay over at his place, regardless of his responsibilities that would come the day after. One morning, he made an attempt to curl his arm around your waist, only to feel nothing but the bed sheets. Confused, he panicked and immediately shot out of the room. Did you leave? However, his anxiety was replaced by serenity and comfort when he caught a whiff of coffee and something being fried in the kitchen. Sleepily making his way out, Seungri would pester you until you would give him a morning kiss – which was interrupted by a phone call from a friend he hadn’t contacted in years. “Can we catch up later, Bro? I’m with my wife, so..” (”W-Wife!?”) “All we need is a wedding and we’d be set, babe.”
Daesung: Whining and groaning at the loss of your presence in bed, Daesung would pull on his clothes (He sleeps naked) before clumsily making his way into his kitchen, nearly tripping over the pedal from his drum set. There was something boiling on the stove and two mugs filled with coffee on the table. Your back was to him while organizing various sheet music and documents on the kitchen island that he had scattered the night before. Smiling at your thoughtful actions, Daesung slipped his arms around you from behind, tenderly nipping your ear lobe when you retaliated with a bill to his face. Shocked, he would stare at you with wide eyes until you said, “If you don’t pay the water bill by today, they’re going to charge you extra… You must have forgotten this under the mountain of other things you threw onto the pile.” He giggled, tightly hugging you, burying his face in your shoulder. “Okay, okay, Wifey~” (”What?”)
Seunghyun: In the beginning months of dating him, you would always leave Seunghyun alone when he went through tough times. He would always need space alone in his apartment with a wine glass in hand, in complete isolation from the world with his phone turned off. Now however, after years of loving each other, Seunghyun always calls you over to help him through these rough days. Tonight was such a day, and you had barged into his home to first give your boyfriend a hug, situating him in his living room with a wine glass in hand. After a few minutes, however, you found yourself leaving him alone on the sofa to do the responsibilities that he had neglected while coping with his sadness and exhaustion. Washing dirty dishes, folding his laundry, cleaning his bathroom. Little did you know that Seunghyun was observing you sharply the entire time, and the moment you made your way back into the living you, he embraced you tightly. Taking a deep breath before uttering his next words, you would only catch the last bit. “…arry me.”
How would you describe the color red to a color blind person?”
“It’s the heat in your cheeks when you think about the person you love, the slow burn of alcohol running down your throat. It’s that loud crash of fireworks, the rasp of fur spiking the wrong way, the feeling of skin rubbed raw against cloth. It’s the quick step of a drummer’s double pedal on the bass drum, that guitar lick you heard and can’t quite remember. The sultry sound of a woman’s laugh in your ear, the sticky gooey thrum of a Ferrari’s engine. It’s abrasive and brash and altogether too much, but sometimes it’s the essence of life itself.
Sciles prompt as requested: I'm a sucker for pining so pls tell me about some of the times they almost kissed but didn't
They’re thirteen, and Scott’s sure his crush on Stiles is unrequited, but sometimes Stiles looks at him like he’s the last slice of pie, the ticking of the minute hand a second before home time, or his favorite destination, and Scott wonders: maybe?
So he asks Stiles over for the night, with mostly innocent intentions. More because he wants to spend time with him. Not because he has designs. (But. He has designs. He just doesn’t have the words to articulate them yet.)
My latest crazy drum kit. Crazy Drum Kit! 14" vintage Zildjian hi hats, 10" Remo Buffalo snare, 10" Agop Xist closed hi hats, 8" Remo Buffalo snare, 16" vintage mystery ride, 8" Ziljdjian Avedis splash, 4" homemade bell/splash, 22"x5.5" home made wood resonant head bass drum, 10" Remo Buffalo tom, 14"x14" vintage Majestic MIJ floor tom. Vintage Ludwig 1123-1 hi hat stand, vintage Ludwig Speed King bass drum pedal. A couple different configurations of the same gear. Only one stand… The hi hat stand.
Summary: Phil’s band gets a shot at impressing a talent scout, but their drummer drops out just three days before the big gig. Their only shot at a replacement comes in the form of the lead singer’s younger brother, the lead singer’s deaf brother with a fondness for soft pastel colours.
He’d seen her drum her fingers on the desk endlessly. She’d tap her feet as if she was hitting a bass drum pedal and he’d thought about it a lot. She never spoke to any one, yet when she arrived on the first day, he swore he recognised her…