I Think I'm Paranoid
Muses: Bang Yongguk (raisedshield) and Byun Baekhyun (whitespectrums)
Status: Closed
Date / Time: 05/14, Afternoon
Rating: PG
Type: Thread
Summary: Baekhyun misses Yongnam. Yongguk has the wrong face.
The sound of silverware and porcelain colliding rang softly within the walls of the cafe as Yongguk found a serving of tea placed before him. Bringing the teacup close to this mouth, he inhaled the scent -- blossomy, fruity, and perky. The jazz music, oh the jumpy, happy, annoying music, only but highlighted his uneasiness. Two nights would be the wait before the full moon, before he would tell himself to stay indoors, and if he couldn't do that, at the very least he needed to do what he could to stay in one piece. It had taken him an entire month to recover on the surface from the last werewolf assault. His wounds had closed, but he kept his walls up. One could never be too well-guarded.
But he knew he had to relax somehow. Exams were coming up, and with a full-time job already distracting him, the last thing he needed was more stress. Taking a sip of tea for comfort, he then lowered the brim of his snapback and began reading his notes.
Status: Closed
Date / Time: 05/14, Afternoon
Rating: PG
Type: Thread
Summary: Baekhyun misses Yongnam. Yongguk has the wrong face.
The sound of silverware and porcelain colliding rang softly within the walls of the cafe as Yongguk found a serving of tea placed before him. Bringing the teacup close to this mouth, he inhaled the scent -- blossomy, fruity, and perky. The jazz music, oh the jumpy, happy, annoying music, only but highlighted his uneasiness. Two nights would be the wait before the full moon, before he would tell himself to stay indoors, and if he couldn't do that, at the very least he needed to do what he could to stay in one piece. It had taken him an entire month to recover on the surface from the last werewolf assault. His wounds had closed, but he kept his walls up. One could never be too well-guarded.
But he knew he had to relax somehow. Exams were coming up, and with a full-time job already distracting him, the last thing he needed was more stress. Taking a sip of tea for comfort, he then lowered the brim of his snapback and began reading his notes.