That Being Said, Ive Also Decided To Scrap Carpe Diem, And Instead Ill Do Something Else With The Dead

that being said, i’ve also decided to scrap carpe diem, and instead i’ll do something else with the dead poets society/boarding school trope. I also kinda wanna just switch to writing long ass scenarios instead of committing to series.

eventually tho, i’ll finish coterie, since that’s my baby lol

i’ve deleted some works that flopped and am moving things around rip

[9:01 a.m.] at first, it was little things: the lingering scent of a feminine sort of vanilla on his jacket, when you clearly only wore floral scents. then, his long phone calls that went late into the night, leaving you in bed alone. you didn’t think too much of these things, and in fact, you didn’t want to think about them. you’ve your own shit to deal with, this is the least of your problems. that’s where you fucked up, because well, this could’ve been taken care of far earlier, and could’ve saved you much pain.

when things escalated, and suddenly johnny was home less and less, you began to really feel the loneliness. the breaking point was finding a hickey on his neck that you did not give him one morning, when you happened to wake up before him. you managed to catch a glimpse of a text message that arrived to his phone minutes later, from a contact named soojin. the message?

last night was great, but I wish you would’ve stayed for some cuddles 😩♥️

so now, you’re doing what you have to do. you are quietly pulling out a carrier and putting a few days’ worth of clothes into it, quickly packing your important things, before heading out the front door, leaving the following note by his bedside: “two days is all you get. pack up your shit and get out of my apartment. go stay with soojin, I’m sure she’d love to have her boyfriend stay at her place. if you’re not out of here in two days’ time, I’m calling the landlord to kick you out, I don’t give a fuck. don’t try to call or text me, johnny suh, because it’s pointless. I’ve let this continue for long enough. I’m tired and don’t have the energy nor the time to deal with this. goodbye.”

[10:39 p.m.] (warning: dark humor since we’re talking cards against humanity lmfao) “okay, it’s my turn,” you breathed out, and set your cards down, picking up a black card. you read aloud, “what’s that smell?” a smile played along your lips as you watched your friends hurriedly look at their cards. you recently bought the game cards against humanity, which you think by far, has been one of your best investments. haechan grinned and set the first card down, before trying to peek at jisung’s cards. pushing him away, jisung slowly set down the next card, followed by jaemin, mark, chenle, jeno then finally your crush!renjun. you shuffled the cards, and began to read each card aloud, trying to show a minimal amount of reaction. “what’s that smell? coughing into a vagina; Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II; mouth herpes; poor life choices; bees?; Keanu Reeves; and Mr. Clean, right behind you.

“I have to say this is quite the bunch, but I narrowed it down to these three: the Queen one, the Mr. Clean one and poor life choices.” this made chenle and jaemin groan, while jisung said, “it was a shit card anyway,” with mark agreeing regarding his card. “sorry, but I think the winner is the Queen card.” renjun clapped at this, and taking the black card from your hand, fingers colliding gently with your own. the two of you blushed at this, and haechan simply groaned, “of course he wins! you literally love him!” renjun’s ears went red hearing this, and your eyebrows shot up, reaching for the pillow next to you and aimed it right for haechan, telling him “shut up!” the boys dodged it easily and everyone laughed at your antics, before quickly moving on to making mark the judge for the next round. you picked up your cards hastily, but throughout the rest of the night, you and renjun exchanged secret glances at one another, haechan’s words echoing in both of your heads.

i’ve deleted some works that flopped and am moving things around rip

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DO KYUNGSOO

art. that’s what this is.

taehyung for weverse magazine