arcade

@✦ yoongi m. you're really trying to obfuscate the fact that i look like i died ten times over and just got out from my grave, aren't you? but yeah, i guess i really do need a break.
there was a hint of mischief underlying in my tone, looking over at you with a simper, before shaking my head slightly, bringing my hands from my sides to cross them, surveying the place - all the lights and the sounds, a little too overwhelming for me right now, but nevertheless still intriguing; it has been long since i took a step into a place such as this, with nights off plagued with just sleep and instant food for convenience, and yet i found myself getting excited, standing next to you, getting excited for - well, all of this.
i know you'd rather be in bed, yoong, when would you rather not be?
clucking my tongue against the roof of my mouth, i take a step towards you, slinging my arm around your shoulder before nodding towards the dance machine, letting out a soft chuckle.
do /that/ with me.

@✦ hoseok j. bam. sha'zam. or somethin' like that. i'm telling you, you definitely need a break.
or at least you look like you need one. all the same at the end of the day-
my hands press against the glass doors; pushing them open as i saunter in with my back slouched and my grin appearing similar to cheshire cat. my eyes darting between looking at you and looking at all the machines around us with a wide pearly grin.
now, this isn't my place. i rather be in bed- sleeping. but honestly, i feel like you need this a lot more than i need to relax so.
and you have no permission to leave. sorry, you have to spend time with me. no choice. guess it to be you.
parts my lips, a chuckle escaping them before i could stop before i raise my hand to cover my mouth so my laugh can sound a bit muffled, my free hand nudging you forward with eyes glittering with mischief.
don't knock it 'till you try it.
hate me later.

♡