Bandaragama

Coming or not??

Can't believe I'm still drawn in WP when I have O /L duh....;

U comin tmrrw?? (ツ)

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“HAPPY 2026 Nethu  may ur equations be easy(bcs u solve math problems in sleep and eat quadratic equations for breakfast ), ur brain sharp, and ur thoughts… extra naughty  let’s make this year messy in all the right ways!”
          
          《Imagine emojis by urslef》

Merry Christmas besties 
          Eat too much, sleep too little, and look cute doing it. Period.Another year of slaying together. 2026 better be scared
          Love yew Nethuuu~

ඔයා හොඳින් ඉන්නවා නේද?

“you know what hurts the most? it’s not that we drifted — it’s that i realized i wasn’t trusted enough.
          nuwangi, you had problems and never told me. i would’ve stayed up the whole night if you just said a word, but instead you chose silence. do you know how small that made me feel? like i was just a temporary friend, not someone you could lean on.
          
          and nethuli… you teaching her commerce while avoiding me — that one cut deep. it wasn’t about the subject, it was about you both building something i wasn’t invited to anymore. it’s wild how the people who once wiped my tears are now the reason i cry.
          
          if you guys actually wanted me in your life, you’d talk to me, right? it feels like you’re purposely ignoring me — like this is some kind of revenge for something i don’t even understand. and that hurts even more, because i never once tried to make either of you feel left out.
          
          and i don’t ignore you if you talk, right? i never have. it’s just…I realised ....it feels like you guys don’t like me anymore. if i’m annoying, or if i did something wrong — please, just tell me. i’d rather hear the truth than be left in silence wondering what changed.
          
          but if ignoring me makes you relax or feel happy, then i don’t mind. i just don’t want to bother you anymore. i guess i’m learning that sometimes caring too much makes people pull away..
          
          you both made me cry when all i ever did was care. i hope one day you realize what that costs — losing someone who actually loved you without conditions.”

The bathroom door clicks open after Taejeo slept curled under blanket in their room and Taehyung is already there, leaning against the frame, drinking his princess's hotness ...smirk tugging at his lips. Jungkook leans in from the other side, silent at first, eyes glinting with mischief.
          For a moment, they just stare at each other."Thought you could sneak in without me noticing?I might join too if u say yk..." Taehyung pouts, stepping forward, shadow falling over Jungkook.
          Jungkook doesn’t flinch. Instead, he tilts his head, smirk widening.
          "Maybe I wanted you to notice," he murmurs, voice low, teasing.
          Taehyung closes the distance, finger tracing the line of Jungkook’s jaw, thumb brushing lips.
          Taehyung’s hand slides to Jungkook’s hip, pulling him slightly closer. Jungkook presses back, matching every move, lips just inches apart.
          "You’re mine," Taehyung hisses, eyes locking.
          "Not if I claim you first," Jungkook counters, smirk teasing, fingers ghosting over Taehyung’s shoulder.
          They freeze, tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. Two bodies, one space,  oh-so-dangerously tempting.
          Taehyung leans against the bathroom doorway, eyes dark, smirk tugging at his lips.
          "That… shirt," he murmurs, letting his fingers ghost over the edge of the fabric, "it barely covers your ass…"
          Jungkook’s eyes snap to him, a sly grin forming.
          "Looks like someone’s jealous," he teases, stepping closer, heat in his gaze.
          Taehyung doesn’t move back. His hand brushes Jungkook’s shoulder as if marking territory, voice low and dangerous:
          "Jealous? Nah… I just don’t like sharing."
          Jungkook laughs softly, leaning in, fingertips grazing Taehyung’s arm.
          "Sharing’s fun… but if you’re planning to hog all the fun, I won’t let you."
          The tension is thick and electric. Fingers trace teasing lines, smirks and heated glances exchanged, 
          Taehyung steps closer, smirk sharpening, voice almost a growl:
          "Still… mine. Every inch. That shirt… that ass… all of it. Especially ur pinky hole "