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kookmin wedding….!! based off this vine (i can’t believe my mind went here… hahah im kinda embarrassed lol) [original tweet]

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Erwin had dragged Levi to his suit fitting. They were in Oxford Circus anyway “It won’t take long” Erwin assured. Levi hated, hated! Saville Row. It was too posh and stuffy filled with the rich bastards who had so much money they could buy whatever they want. Levi curses at himself because, well, he and Erwin are those people now. He remembers when he was little his mum saved up money for months in order to buy him new school shoes. Most of his clothes were from charity shops, so getting brand new shoes was amazing. But now, he sits with his Louis vuitton and tom ford shopping bags not even thinking about the money. 

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It’s a Fannibal Wonderland!

Yesterday I went to one of my fav. shops in town, and I suddenly realized that it’s a *very Hannibalesque shop*

It opened in 1952 as a fine fabric shop with tailor service, and a few years ago (possibly when the younger generation took over) it shifted aesthetic to this wonderful jumble of fine fabrics, skulls, lace, feathers and taxidermy.
They still do hand made suits, unfortunately the prices are also very Hannibal: we’re talking around 600€ for a (gorgeous) jacket.

But it’s always a pleasure to look at the displays: they have a huge “tree” made of arms and hands, black coasters with greek erotic engravings done in gold, embroidered borders, great cachemire hand painted scarves, skeleton dish sets and amazing plaid fabrics.

Oh, and a sign on the door that says “If you are racist, sexist, homofobic or an asshole don’t come in”

I’m pretty sure if Hannibal ever stopped in Turin in his italian travels he’d love it.

(There’s also a great chocolate shop nearby, I brought home a few assorted pralines 😋)

Good Girl CH 8: One on One

“How was your first day of school?” His question seems innocent, and the longer I stare at him the more I believe that is actually is. I think back to what Suho told me in the office about how I can talk to them as a friend and give Luhan a small smile.

“It was weird being at a new school,” I pause for a second as I try to find the right words so I don’t come across as a bitch. “Meeting all these new people has reminded me how different I look.”

He frowns, “Did someone make fun of how you look?”

I shake my head, “No one said anything and even if they did Jihyo would have kicked their ass.”

“Watch your mouth young lady,” He says firmly.

“Sorry,” I mumble.

“I don’t like such dirty language coming from that pretty mouth of yours’. You are too beautiful for such words. Only sailors and gangsters say stuff like that.” It takes all of my will power not to point out that I’m pretty sure him and the rest of his friends are gangsters. “But other than that are the teachers good, do you like the classes you’re taking? None of them are too hard right?”

I laugh at his worries, “It’s only my first day, things are still kind of rocky but that’s what happens when you switch schools. I like the teachers, well as much as you can like a teacher, but the classes aren’t that bad.”

“If you have any trouble you let one of know, alright?” He strokes my head again.

“Yes, Oppa, thank you.” I nibble on my lips as I debate on if I should ask him anything. “Oppa, I won’t get in trouble if I ask you any questions will I?”

“Why would you get in trouble?”

“It’s just that I don’t know what questions are okay to ask and I just don’t want you guys to get mad at me for asking the wrong question,” I answer honestly.

“You can ask me anything you want,” He gives me a reassuring smile.

With a deep breath I ask, “What do you do?”

He laughs, like full on dying of laughter, “Is that all?”

I nod.

“Oh goodness little lamb, that is a very harmless question. I’m the head of the finical department of our companies.”

“What kind of companies do you guys have?”

He rests his arm on the back of the couch and begins playing with my curls, “We have all sorts of companies, from restaurants to clubs to big businesses that deal with consulting and distribution.”

“If you guys have so many successful businesses why are you guys in involved with…” I let my sentence trail off and I find myself looking out the window, unable to meet his eyes.

“The things we do outside of our companies are a family business. Most things we do don’t involve what you saw Friday night but some times we have to get our hands dirty and that isn’t something we struggle doing. All we usually do is supply and distribute what is asked for.” I find his openness with me comforting, despite what telling me about.

“Can I ask what happened the night in the club?”

He takes a deep breath as he thinks it over, “In the best way I can describe it is that someone shared something with someone else when it was not their business to do so. We had to confront that person but they weren’t alone and you know how the rest went.”

I nod, “Thank you for telling me Deer oppa.”

He smiles, “Call me Lulu oppa.”

I smile back and nod.

“Oh sweetheart!” Kris calls from the other room.

“I guess our time is up,” Lulu sighs, “I’m happy I was able to finally talk to you.”

“Me too!”

“You are so cute,” He coos as he leans in and kisses the top of my head before going back into the living room. I wait patiently for Kris. He comes into the room and grins like an idiot when he sees me waiting.

“How was talking with hyung?” He plops down where Lulu had been moments before with his legs stretched out in front of him and his arms laying across the back of the couch. He has already taken off his jacket and button up now only in a white t-shirt and dress pants.

“It was fun, I hadn’t really talk to him before hand. I haven’t talk to really any of you. But somehow…” My sentence trails off when he pulls me in close, snuggling me into his side.

“Somehow you wrapped us all around your pretty little fingers.” He picks up one of my hands and begins to play with my fingers. “You are just so small and cute and sweet and absolutely perfect.” I blush at his words.

“Lulu oppa told me you guys own a bunch of companies, what do you do there?” I look up at him; with my head resting on his shoulder I’m able to study his handsome face up close.

“I’m the production head.”

Kris and I continue our casual conversation, his warmth radiates off him , making me snuggle in closer, something he welcomes without question. He tells me more about his job and all the things he does, things I would never picture him doing. He seemed like the rich play boy type with dozens of different girls every night and partying constantly but the more I talk to him the more wrong I realize my idea of him was. Dimple peeks his head in when our time is up. Kris whines as he is forced to untangle himself from me, something I’m not to fond of either but don’t complain since Dimple comes in to take his place as my heater.

“Oh my, you are cold,” Dimple worries as he basically wraps himself around me, pulling me on to his lap. He cocoons the blanket around us, making feel warm and safe. “I’m sorry, this is our first time officially meeting and I trap you in a cocoon,” He mumbles awkwardly and he tries to move us back but I stop him and pull his arms back around me. I curl into a ball and rest my head against his chest.

“This is one of the best first meetings I’ve ever had,” I smile up at him.

The boy blushes, “I’m Lay, or you can call me Dimple if you still want to.”

“Lay,” I echo back, “I’m Jooyoung, and you can call me whatever, everyone seems to be coming up with nicknames.”

“Nice to meet you, Kitten,” He chuckles as he offers me one of his hands.

I laugh and shake his hand, “Same to you. Lay oppa, how old are you?”

“I’m 21, I’m still in university.”

“What are you studying?” I stare up at him.

“Hospitality, I’m planning on becoming head of the human resources department when I graduate.”

I nod, tracing little circles on his chest, “You seem like you’d be good at that.”

He chuckles, “Why is that?”

“Because you are a very warm person. You all are surprisingly warm once someone gets you too show your true selves but unless that happens the rest of them can look cold or mean. But you just look warm.”

Our time passes quickly after some conversations about school, Lay does what I thought was impossible and looked kind of scary when he had to literally hand me over to Puppy. The over excited boy sits down on the soft rug with me, curled around me like Lay was.

“We finally meet,” He beams at me.

“Yes we do Puppy oppa.”

He snickers, “Why a puppy?”

“Sorry, I came up with it when I was drunk so it just kind of made sense at the time, and now I don’t bother to question it.”

“Baekhyun, my name is Baekhyun, little girl.” He pronounces it slowly, as if I was a child.

“Well Baekhyun oppa, what do you want to talk about? Are you in school too?” I ask.

He nods, “I go to the same school as Lay hyung and Chen.”

“Chen?” I cock my head at him, making him laugh cutely.

“I think you call him Dino.”

I clap my hands together in realization, “Oh! Yea, that one, okay! What are you studying? Are you going to join the company as well?”

“Wow they sure told you a lot.”

“Do I already know too much?” I ask nervously. But Baekhyun is quick to calm my nerves, he starts rubbing my back soothingly.

“I didn’t mean to get you worried, I was just thinking out loud. My hyungs just aren’t the open book type. I can admit I have a big mouth, which is why I’m going to be in relations, I can talk a person’s ear off if they let me. I’m just surprised that they told you anything about themselves, here I thought they were just man handling you over here.” He continues to ramble on cutely, I sit back and watch him talk about his hyungs and dongseangs with affection. I don’t say much, just small things that encourage him to keep on talking but I don’t mind at all. His voice is beautiful. “Our time can’t be up yet!” Baekhyun whines as Chen comes into the room dressed in jeans and a t-shirt he some how looks as good as if he were in a hand made suit. “I didn’t get a chance to learn anything about our Joo!”

“Maybe if you would learn to keep your mouth shut, you wouldn’t have that problem, now scram, it’s my turn with the little lamb,” Chen shoos the boy out the door. He looks down at me, still huddled on the floor. “Hi,” He smiles down at me.

“Hi,” I echo back.

“You must be getting bored of all these repetitive conversations.”

I shake my head, “Everyone is so different, it keeps things interesting.” I pat the spot in front of me, “Sit down, tell me about yourself.”

“I would much rather hear about you, and you must be tired of listening to Baekhyun hyung talk for forever,” He says as he sits down in front of me with only a inch in between us, the most space I’ve gotten since this started.

“What would you like to know?”

“Everyone was talking about you and your friend, Jihyo I think, and how you become a completely different person with her. Tell me how you met and what you two do together.”

I find myself laughing at the thought of Jihyo, “We met in the 3rd grade, she had transferred from Seoul and she was the biggest brat I had ever met. She was bossy and mean and snobby. Ugh, I hated her.”

Now it’s his turn to laugh, “That was not what I was expecting, I thought you were best friends?”

“Oh we are, it just took us awhile. She was the stereotypical mean girl, still kind of is. But as time passed she wouldn’t be mean to me, if fact if any of the other kids were mean to me she would bully them right back. I was a really soft spoken child because of the way I was raised so having that person who would defend me was something I really needed. We grew up and got closer, even though we are on two very different levels.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Jihyo is the ideal rich Korean girl while I’m a mixed blood who couldn’t even afford to get lunch everyday. In fact Jihyo started having her maids pack extra food so she could share with me,” I smile at the memory. Chen is giving me a small encouraging smile, urging me to continue. “When we got older Jihyo had to transfer to your guys’ school so we weren’t able to spend as much time together but when we would we could raise some hell. She is a party animal, the crazy girl they write songs about, the heartbreaker, the trail blazer, she is awesome. And she is probably my only real friend.”

“Is that why you get so defensive when Kai makes jokes about her?”

I nod, “I know Jihyo has done a lot of things you wouldn’t want to share with your parents but it’s part of who she is. I don’t enjoy when slutty Jihyo comes out but she does what she wants, dates who she wants.”

He chuckles, “Do I hear a little bitterness?” I hang my head, “Let me guess, she stole a boyfriend or a crush.”

I nod.

“Aw, those are interesting friends to have.”

“She hit on Kitty today and he denied her, is it bad that I kind of enjoyed it?”

He shakes his head, “People like that need to be put in their place every now and then to keep them grounded.”

“You are so wise.”

“Thank you little lamb.” He places a hesitant hand on my knee.

“You are the only one who is afraid to touch me, you and Owl actually.”

He takes his hand away, a blush spreads across his cheeks, “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize, I’m just already use to those boys out there who will pick me up without a question.”

“We talked about how we should get your permission to touch you.”

I scoff, “When it comes to casual touching, you don’t have to ask me Oppa.”

He smiles down at his lap and nods.

“Joo-ya!” Elf calls out as he runs up the stairs.

“I guess my time is up,” Chen pouts cutely. I smile at his cuteness and find myself leaning in and placing a kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you for listening.” He grins like an idiot before scrambling out of the room. I look up to find Elf staring down at me.

“Why are you so cute for everyone else?” He pouts as he flops on to the ground on his back. I scoot closer to him, placing his head in my lap and give him one of my best smiles.

“Am I being cute enough?” I coo down at him. His face flushes and he quickly rolls on to his side. I don’t hesitate when I start playing with his hair, I figured it would be relaxing for the both of us. “How was school today?”

“I should be asking you that since you just started, your day was probably more interesting then mine,” His deep voice rumbles.

“I asked first.”

He smiles up at me, “It was pretty fun actually with you there, though I wasn’t able to see you much. I have to get Suho hyung to switch my lunch so we can at least see each other there, I can’t believe he put you in a different lunch than all of us.”

“I think he did it so I could see my friends without someone starting a fight.”

“Do you really think we would start a fight?”

I raise my brow at him, “Are you saying you wouldn’t?”

“Well maybe if those guys weren’t so clingy there wouldn’t be a problem,” He huffs crossing his arms over his chest.

“Those guys are your friends, remember?”

“Yea.”

“I’m sorry I made things complicated with them, they say good things about you guys,” I kind of lie.

He cocks and eyebrow at me this time, “Really?”

I shrug, “In between warning me of how dangerous you guys are.”

“Do you think we’re dangerous?”

I pause as I consider his question, “You might be dangerous but I don’t feel like I’m in danger if that makes sense.”

He nods.

He tells me his name, Chanyeol, and a few other things about him. I feel like it’s a lie when Chen yells that time is up, I could talk to Channie for hours about nothing really. I sigh when he gets up from the floor, he kisses the top of my head on his way out. The wait for the next one seems longer than the others, mostly because all the others would bust in the moment they could. I curiously get on all fours and crawl over to the doorway, but just as I’m about to peek through Owl comes tumbling in barely landing on his feet. He looks down at me with those wide eyes, surprised to find me in such a position. I lean back on my heels and stare back up at him, waiting for him to say something.

“Hi Owl oppa,” I try after a minute of nothing. I shuffle closer to him, still on my knees and pull him down to the floor by his sleeve. For some reason I don’t feel any need to be hesitant with this boy, it’s as if I know he would let me do anything and get away with it. “Say something,” I poke him in the stomach, earning nothing but a small groan. “We don’t have that much time, you should say something,” I grab a hold of his hand and wiggle it around in front of him, “Anyone home?” I tease.

When he still does nothing I plop back on my butt and decide to wait for the time to be up. But I the more I stare at him the more I want to hear him say more than that one sentence he said to me earlier. His sweet honey voice echoes threw my head. “How much time do we have left?” I yell out to the waiting boys.

“Tired of him already?” Kris teases.

“One more minute Kitten!” Lay answers me.

“One more minute,” I repeat to Owl boy. But still nothing, I lean forward so our faces are only inches a part, my hands rest on his thighs, “At least tell me your name.” He blinks those big eyes at me. With a deep breath I decide to use the secret weapon Kitty gave to me, “Please tell me your name, Daddy.” It’s as if I flipped a switch, his eyes suddenly appear less innocent more lustful, and he isn’t an owl anymore he’s a…daddy.

“What was that baby girl?” His honey sweet voice asks, leaning closer. I watch his hands slowly take over mine, holding me in place.

I gulp under his hot gaze, “I asked your name.”

He chuckles, “But baby girl, you already know it. I’m daddy.”

“But I can’t call you that in front of other people,” I mumble, sitting back on my heels but he follows holding my hands tightly in his.

“Why not? Don’t you want to let them know whose baby you are?”

“Times up!” Panda yells.

“Kyungsoo,” Owl boy says quickly before he leans back to a normal sitting position when Panda comes in.

“Kyungsoo oppa,” I say making the now cute man smile, all traces of that sexy man gone. He is gone a moment later, I shift my attention to the new man.

“Panda oppa!” I automatically coo at the sight of him, my hand flies to my mouth, surprised by my reaction to him. He busts out in goofy grin. “I’m sorry that was weird. I don’t know where that came from.”

“That’s okay baby girl, I’m happy you’re excited to see me,” He plops down in front of me. His long legs rest on either side of me as he pulls me closer, he holds my head to his chest as his other arm wraps around my shoulders. I sigh, resting my weight against him as his hand begins stroking my hair. “I’m not use to such a warm welcome,” He comments.

“What do you mean?” I ask curiously.

“Most people tend to think I’m scary, or even frighteningly attractive but are still too freaked out to talk to me let alone smile when I come near them.”

“You are definitely not one of the scarier ones in the group, you are very cute to me. Maybe it’s because when we first met, you played that game with me.”

“Oh yea,” He chuckles, “You were very bad at it.”

“Ya! It’s was because I was drunk, I doubt you could do any better if you were drunk.”

“We will never know.”

“Do you not drink?” I wonder.

He shakes his head, “I drink but I don’t ever want to be around you drunk, I doubt I could control myself around you, especially when you’re dressed like this,” He leans back to give me a once over. He seems in a daze as his eyes scan me, he shakes whatever he’s thinking about out of his head before pulling me back to his chest. “Yea lets avoid that situation as much as possible, with any of the hyungs, especially Xiumin hyung. That man wants nothing more than to eat you up whenever he sees you.” I find myself nibbling on my lip at the thought of Kitty and our little incident from before, and my blood starts to boil again.

“Such a naughty Kitty,” I accidently say out loud.

“I never would have pegged you for dirty talk,” He teases.

“I don’t think I could do it,” I say honestly. “I’m pretty sure I would giggle or blush or something if I had to do actual dirty talk.”

“What does a little girl like you have to worry about talking dirty? That little mouth of yours’ shouldn’t say anything but sweet words.”

“Yes Panda oppa.”

“Good girl,” He kisses the top of my head. “But call my Tao or Taotao, okay?”

I nod. Tao tells me about his studies and how he is in the top 3% at school and he is the martial arts champion at our school, and how Sehun and Kai are our basketball all stars. I feel bad as he tries to explain all sort of things about the sports the other boys enjoy but sports are not something I’m good at so most of it goes over my head.

“I can’t wait for you to watch us play sometime, we can go to the gym since it’s going to be awhile before it gets warm.”

“I don’t really like watching sports, do you think I could try playing with you guys? I’m not very good but I figure if I have a couple of experts in my corner I could figure it out,” I smile.

“Oh god no, you could get hurt or something.”

I pout, “Than be gentle with me.” I don’t get the chance to hear his response when Kai barges in.

“Hyung out,” Kai demands, pulling me off the floor and back to the couch. Tao gives me one more smirk before leaving the room. Kai sits down on the couch with me like I was with Luhan, face to face.

“So bossy,” I tease.

“What did you talk about Kyungsoo hyung?” Kai asks curiously.

I shrug, “Nothing really, I barely got his name from him.”

“Kyungsoo Hyung is really weird when it comes to girls,” Kai explains for the older boy.

“You all seem to be. I heard you aren’t touchy people but I beg to differ.”

“We aren’t, not one bit, we can’t stand when people touch us.” I cock an eye brow at him as I watch his hand that is resting on the back of the couch play with my curls.

“How does sex work than?” I find myself wondering out loud. As soon as the words are out of my mouth my face begins to burn with embarrassment, Kai has never looked so amused.

“I could show you but you are different, I would want you to touch me,” He smirks at me.

“You know what I mean, stop teasing,” I swat at him.

“But it’s just so fun, but fine,” He has to stop for a second to get all the laughs out. “We usually end up using restraints or just holding their hands with ours, depends on what we have handy.” I nod, my hands move on their own as I start rubbing my wrist, not liking the idea of being tied up. Kai notices and places his hands over mine, stopping the movement. “Like is said though, you are different, we want to touch you as much as we want you touch us. Understand?”

Again I nod.

“Now if you have any questions about sex, feel free to come to me for answers or demonstrations,” He winks at me.

“Sorry Kai but you are probably the last person I would come to,” I answer honestly.

“Why? Who would ask then?”

“Probably Kitty or Luhan or maybe Suho or Lay.”

Kai scoffs, “What makes them so special?”

“They are the type of people who would take it slow, and be able to control their urges.”

Kai grumbles something under his breath but doesn’t say anything else. The rest of our time is spent with me trying to convince him I don’t hate him and that he is just as attractive as Kitty and Luhan.

Sehun comes rushing in, grinning like a child, he drops to his knees in front of me and buries his face in my stomach, and his arms go around my waist. I laugh as he nuzzles my tummy, tickling me slightly.

“Sehun-ya that tickles, stop it!” I scold the younger boy who just does it more.

“You guys have fun,” Kai grumble as he leaves the room,  a deep frown on his face. I can’t focus on him for long with Sehun wiggling his way under my sweater and button up. His nose finds my bare stomach, he takes a deep breath, breathing me in.

“Sehun, what are you doing? Don’t smell me like that, I haven’t taken a shower today.”

“But Noona,” He whines looking up at me, “You smell so good. Like strawberries and vanilla.”

“Stop saying stuff like that.”

“I can’t help it, I just want burry myself in you right now.” I don’t know if he meant that the way I took it but a blush spreads across my cheeks and I quickly pull my shirt back down making Sehun whine.

“You can’t just say stuff like that.”

He huffs, “But you smell so good and you are just so warm!” He tries to sneak up my shirt again.

Oh boy.

Somniis F/W 15

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Sweat suit is hand made, with scarlet red velvet,(lined with a tiger print silk)