( over when )

You got all those things you wanted, the late walks in the park, the morning runs (and the 11 o'clock at night ones too for that matter) to Starbucks for a iced latte, soy milk with cinnamon, vanilla and brown sugar, lots and lots of brown sugar, the kisses on the forehead, nose, cheek and every other place a pair of lips could reach.

Promises ( Read more... )

Title: part iv: heartbroken love
Fandom: SNSD; jeti
Word Count: 393
Rating: pgDisclaimer: about as real as a real Kardashian.

( part iv: heartbroken love )

It looked horrible, Yuri's bruise. It took up almost the entire left side of her torso, the colors reminding her of vomit. She tried twisting her body to get a better view of her back but the pain knocked the air out of her lungs. She leaned on the sink, knocking over her pain killers. The capped bottle rolled back and forth in the sink, rattling ( Read more... )

Tiffany always made a point of leaving Jessica's apartment before Jessica awoke early in the morning. Sometimes she'd even slip out at night, sometimes noiselessly, sometimes loudly if she was in the mood for a confrontation, or sex. However, Jessica never seemed to be in the mood for confrontations like Tiffany was (although sex was another story ( Read more... )

She gets in at 8:03 four days of the week. Around 8:10 if she’s running with coffee or a slice of bread in her mouth.

For an hour she sets up the display for the front window, tearing off old leaves and replacing limp ribbons. When she’s in a very good mood she’ll dance while working, small teases of the hips, waving the ribbon in the air like a ( Read more... )

“These two actually have quite a funny story. Tiffany, tell them how you met Jessica again.”

“It’s not funny at all, though,” but Tiffany still retells the incident.

You swirl your champagne, laugh and nod in all the appropriate places. You keep your eyes on Tiffany’s hands, particularly the right one as Tiffany gestures grandly, each word ( Read more... )

Title: part i: love at first sight
Fandom: SNSD
Word Count: 703Disclaimer: about as real as a breathing corpse.

( part i: love at first sight )

You are not known here.

Your face is lost in the masses of tourists, of gypsies with extended hands, of healthy, tanned souls.

The sun was never as bright in Cali or Korea as it is on the edge of the Mediterranean.

You breathe in the sea, the salt, the stench of humid air.

Home is forever away, but not in any unit that you can measure.

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“Where is she?”

Tiffany stormed into the dining room, causing everyone to stop what they were doing. Taek cautiously stood from the table.

“Tiffany, calm down.”

“Where is she?!”

“Were you expecting her to welcome your pet with loving arms? Yuri sees her as a meal and nothing more. You cannot blame her for being what she is.”

Tiffany was ( Read more... )