#9
Five requests:
1. f.t island, jonghun/hongki, link to quote, any [Filled]
2. 2pm, chansung/wooyoung, street art - bonus if one of them is a street artist! , any [Filled]
3. oneday, chansung/jinwoon, a hopefully inspiring quote, any [Filled]
4. f(x), amber/luna, magnets, any [Filled]
5. snsd, jessica/tiffany, inspiring quote , any [Filled]
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1. f.t island, jonghun/hongki, link to quote, any [Filled]
2. 2pm, chansung/wooyoung, street art - bonus if one of them is a street artist! , any [Filled]
3. oneday, chansung/jinwoon, a hopefully inspiring quote, any [Filled]
4. f(x), amber/luna, magnets, any [Filled]
5. snsd, jessica/tiffany, inspiring quote , any [Filled]
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while the water runs, amber stares out into space. the telltale whoosh sound of the emergency drain calls her back to reality and she turns the hot water off.
she peels off each article of clothing with careful consideration about how the body warmth is leaving her. she shivers once, looks at her naked self in the mirror, then steps into the small tub.
amber tries to lie down, but the tub is way to small. her legs end up doing a weird twisting motion to get into position. her knees stick out of the water and her left shoulder as well.
she finally gets comfortable.
"i have chicken legs" she thinks as she stares down at her legs.
then she says, "i have chicken legs" aloud so that her voice echos on the bathroom's tiles.
she pinches her calves, wondering.
"well, at least they're toned chicken legs" she mutters.
she sighs, sinks her left shoulder into the water because she's cold, and closes her eyes.
the same person starts running across her consciousness again and her eyelids fly open. amber decides it is definitely not good to be thinking of a specific person when one is naked in the bath.
"not good at all" she thinks and twists her legs into a new position.
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when she gets out of the bath, her legs start to feel funny. as if they're on autopilot, amber's legs start jogging their way to the living room, the rest of her body in tow. amber only has time to get a large shirt over her head to cover her body.
"i'm home!"
there's a cheerful voice at the front door. and though amber already knows it's luna, she finds that her legs are racing there anyway. when amber reaches the kitchen, amber hears luna say, "what in the name of ...!?" and scream.
they crash into each other half way. amber, with nothing but a flimsy pajama shirt on and with luna stumbling over a half-taken off shoe.
luna groans because her nose has just collided with amber's prominent collarbone. and amber says "ow" dully because her boob has just been bruised by luna's shoulder.
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victoria is gone and amber feels kind of nervous. there's no authority figure around to help them in their time of need. krystal makes the most of the situation and solicits sulli to help and be her sidekick.
"so you guys are saying that you can't physical keep away from each other?" asks krystal.
"yes" says amber calmly. she's learned that panicking will never solve a problem, especially not this kind of problem.
"hmm" says krystal.
"hmm" echos sulli.
"have you tried... you know, staying in different rooms?"
"well" says luna, voice muffled by amber's neck. "we would have tried, but for the past hour we were trying to get my shoes off and amber's clothes on with our necks practically attached so. no, we have not tried it yet."
krystal raises her eyebrows. "trying to get amber's clothes on?" she squeaks.
krystal turns pink and luna is quick to say, "no! that's not how i meant it!"
and while this is going on sulli smirks and whispers, "nice" to amber's ear.
amber sighs for the tenth time that day.
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