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HYEONXILE; ROAD TO DRIFTBAY.
Absen absen ada siapa
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@ianjeunf
if we dated, our story would feel like a cozy, late-night conversation that never really has to end. our love language would be quality time and physical touch, like always needing to be in the same room even if we’re doing our own thing or just leaning against each other while we scroll through our phones. a typical date night would be us finding a quiet, hidden cafe and sitting there for hours talking about everything and nothing until they eventually have to kick us out. for habits, i’d start humming the songs you always play on repeat without even thinking about it, and you’d probably start mirroring my clumsy hand gestures whenever you get excited about something, making it clear to everyone else that we’ve become a pair.
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@Tvourje
if we dated, our story would feel like a calm sanctuary in the middle of a loud world where everything just feels easy between us. our love language would be acts of service and words of affirmation, like me randomly leaving little notes in your pockets or you always making sure i’ve had enough water during a busy day. a typical date night would be a long, aimless drive at night with a curated playlist, eventually stopping for ice cream and sitting on the car hood to watch the stars and talk about our biggest dreams. for habits, i’d definitely start using your favorite soft aesthetic filters for every photo i take, and you’d probably start adopting my specific way of humming when i’m focused, creating a little rhythm that belongs only to the two of us.