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        once the tone of seongmin’s laugh registered, it began to click in logan’s head that maybe he should’ve waited a bit before darkening their door like so. granted, he had been aching for some sort of human interaction, but that didn’t erase how selfish bombarding them directly after his date was. the feeling of guilt only rose at the mention of why the date ended, forcing him to silently accept the fact. he didn’t want to appear as though he was judging seongmin; he would never dare to, after everything they had been through. if anything, logan would have been in the same boat, but he didn’t have the –– for lack of a better term –– balls to attempt move on with another person in any form. even if he had, he doubted he’d be able to fully go for it if his ex was sitting a room away, too. it had been a while, sure, but any potential suitors fell flat when compared to seongmin. so, as a default, lonesome nights became the new normal. did this new normal erase the thought of seongmin’s room once being theirs, together, whenever he passed by? no, of course not. but he was working on it, along with cracking their case. of course, his business was in no shape or form logan’s, but it did not stop him from worrying about him. he could act like he did not know what was going on for their sake, but he wasn’t blind. at his words, logan simply shook his head before letting a shrug roll of his shoulders, “nah, you don’t have to worry about me. i chose to hangout in there, so i gotta deal with the consequences.” he paused for a moment, eyes drifting towards the red box in his hands as he looked for his next words, trying to avoid sounding egocentric as he spoke. “i’m sorry for hanging around tonight, or if it made it weird for you, or anything. that wasn’t my intention, i promise.”

the   softness   in   logan’s   voice   made   seongmin’s   sink,   wrenching,   it   was   hard   to   not   picture   him   as   if   he   was   coming   home   to   him   again,   shitty   movie   in   hand,   when   they’d   spend   the   night   discussing   and   cuddling.   it’s   tough   for   them   to   stay   seated,   not   jump   to   their   feet   to   greet   him   with   a   hug,   and   technically   speaking,   perhaps   he   could.   it   had   been   awhile   since   they   parted   ways.   this   had   become   their   new   normal,   but   given   their   history,   and   how   the   split   still   sit   well   within   seongmin--   it   probably   isn’t   a   good   idea   to   go   around   and   inviting   the   other   in   for   such   an   intimate   gesture.   or   rather,   it   felt   more   intimate   because   it   was   logan.   had   it   always   been   that   way?   dark   doe   eyes   dart   to   their   lips,   where   they   settle,   taking   in   the   state   of   his   nervousness.   had   he   been   the   cause   for   this?   had   he   somehow   upset   logan,   again?   he’s   overthinking   now,   his   fists   ball   and   tuck   beneath   his   own   shirt,   a   habit   he’s   learned   early   on   in   his   childhood.   ‘   i   think   that’s   the   last   of   .   .   .   my   dates,   if   you   want   to   move   back   in   here.   ’   eyes   widen,   he’s   quick   to   explain   himself.   ‘   i   mean,   for   your   work   stuff.   i   didn’t   mean--   ’   their   face   turns   bright   red   now,   fists   beneath   his   shirt   clenching   hard   enough   that   he   can   feel   them   numbing.   a   deep   breath   is   taken.   ‘   no,   it’s   not   you.   you   didn’t   cause   any   of   the   issues   i   faced   tonight   .   .   .   i   don’t   want   you   thinking   that.   ’   partially   true,   while   his   mind   had   been   on   logan,   who   sat   only   meters   away,   it   was   his   own   thoughts   of   failure   and   guilt   that   got   him   down.   had   he   been   able   to   not   picture   logan   but   rather,   the   woman   on   top   of   him,   it   might   have   worked.   maybe.   but   seongmin’s   already   not   the   random   sex   type,   but   he’s   depressed   and   stressed   ;   figured   it   might   good   to   give   it   a   go.   since   it   hasn’t   worked,   he’s   done   trying,   and   makes   a   mental   note   in   the   back   of   their   brain   to   stop   avoiding   his   true   feelings.   he   isn’t   over   logan,   and   even   so,   no   one   else   could   compare.   ‘   did   you   want   to   watch   something,   maybe?   ’

𝐬𝐡𝐞 .

hi friends , this is my first ever official psd . she’s very cute and simple , really focuses on the blues in and cooler undertones of images . each woman depicted in the preview is a woman of color so u can see how it works on a larger range of skin tones . the psd comes with a black and white option as well . u don’t need to have any photoshop skills to use this psd but having knowledge of selective color , exposure , and color layers is a bonus if u need to do any tweaking . edit as needed but please don’t claim as ur own . as always like or reblog this if u intend on using this psd or if u just feel like supporting my work ❤️

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lilacwaterlite​:

‘  the only thing i learned from my mother was how to either fuck people or fuck them over to get what i want.  ‘

@cigzaftrsex​.

‘   right,   yeah.   what’s   that   got   to   do   with   me?   ’   a   look   of   confusion   washes   over   their   face,   brow   raising.   

open   to   any   &   all   !!

‘   well,   was   it   worth   it?   ’   seongmin   asks,   eyes   permanently   boring   into   his   own   fits.   clenched   and   red,   he   plays   with   the   few   rings   he’s   got   on.   one   of   them   being   a   promise   he   had   received   from   the   other.   they’ve   got   half   a   mind   to   take   it   off   and   toss   it,   but   he’s   used   to   being   the   bigger   person.   ‘   tell   me,   honestly.   was   a   night   with   them   worth   losing   a   future   with   me?   ’   just   like   that,   he’s   decided   he’s   done   with   their   relationship.   two   years,   down   the   drain.   just   like   that?   he   pulls   off   the   promise   ring   after   all,   though   instead   of   tossing   it   across   the   river,   he   places   it   in   the   other   open   hands.   

Post Malone - Goodbyes ft. Young Thug

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 tatiana mumbled under her breath sleepily at first, before mustering the strength actually open her eyes to see who was beside her. “ .  .  . i wasn’t drooling was i ? “ she asked in any hopes she didn’t make a complete fool of herself last night either. /   @cigzaftrsex​ 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙰 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 !

a   soft   chuckle   falls   from   their   lips,   free   hand   cards   through   his   hair.   ‘   mm,   a   little   bit.   it   was   cute   though,   promise.   ’   he   couldn’t   help   but   admire   the   sleepy   gaze   on   her   face,   he   dares   to   reach   out   and   touch   her   soft   skin   once   again,   but   he’s   not   as   confident   as   he   was   the   night   prior.   instead,   his   cheeks   turn   red   and   their   voice   cracks.   ‘   uh,   are   you   hungry?   i   can   cook   for   us.   ’   kiyong   is   not   the   type   to   go   for   one   night   stands,   he’s   unaware   of   the   proper   etiquette.   do   you   make   breakfast   for   someone   you   only   spend   your   nights   with?