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Jinu had picked up his own phone but didn't actually resume using it again as he posed his question as he wanted to watch Abby out of curiosity for any particular reaction. Ah. The one he received wasn't quite what he expected, but it amused him nonethless as it seemed to hit a... nerve? Maybe that wasn't it. It was definitely something as he watched a smirk appear on Abby's face as he got close once again. He adopted his own smirk to match as he glanced down at the hand at his knee then back at that smug face of his.

"Asking honesty from a demon," he mused with a small chuckle. It was such a silly thing to say knowing that both of them were cut from the same cloth — cloth that was woven more similarly than Jinu even knew in the moment.

But in all honesty, he had no reason to lie between the two of them alone in the living room; he knew he was still focused on the main goal of weakening the Honmoon, but it wasn't like every waking moment was spent doing so. Human timelines didn't like too much sudden change or else things would be too suspicious; it just needed to be the Hunters' worry, not the fans'.

He drew in a breath through his nose before sighing deeply with a drawn out, "Fiiiiiiine," paired with an eyeroll as if it was such an effort to concede and what a burden it was to be the leader. He had to huff a small laugh at his own theatrics before taking a moment to actually think of an answer.

"How much the world has changed has been... overwhelming, both good and bad. More eyes are on anyone at anytime with the technology they've developed, but that also means even someone from the smallest corners of the world could become... someone." The last word left him like an exhale he had been holding in too long.

"Also, it's been hilarious watching you all react to different things and seeing who grasps things quicker than who," he laughed. "So. That's two things. You?"

there's  a  pause  as  abby  throws  jinu  a  sidelong  glance,  gaze  narrowed.  "  .  .  .  then  just  say  there's  an  eyelash  next  time."  it  would  save  both  of  them  from  having  another  charged  moment.  there  was  a  lot  said  without  words  being  passed  between  them.

the  trust  jinu  had  in  him  to  hold  his  face  so  delicately,  abby  holding  him  gently  in  the  first  place.  it  stirs  something  within  him,  something  he  isn't  quite  willing  to  face  yet.

"tch."  tongue  clicks  against  the  roof  of  his  mouth  as  he  goes  back  to  scrolling  on  his  phone,  unaware  that  jinu  was  setting  him  up  to  be  questioned.  he  didn't  catch  on  that  their  leader  only  thought  things  were  interesting  because  he'd  caught  onto  wording  no  one  else  would  have.

honestly,  he  should  have  expected  it  from  the  guy  who  generally  writes  all  of  their  songs.

when  jinu  speaks  up  again,  abby  pauses.  his  entire  being  freezes  ;  his  breath  stills  in  his  throat,  his  thumb  hovers  over  his  screen,  he  stares  down  at  the  screen.  jinu  has  given  him  an  out  (  how  generous  of  him  ),  but  there  is  an  interesting  conversation  waiting  to  be  had.  he  lowers  his  phone  once  again,  locking  it  as  his  attention  returns  to  jinu.

"and  if  i  say  i  am  enjoying  this?  will  you  be  honest  about  how  you're  feeling?"  the  corners  of  his  mouth  twitch  with  the  ghost  of  a  smirk,  inching  closer  to  jinu  like  he  may  be  going  in  for  the  kill.  "will  you  tell  me  what  it  is  you're  liking  about  being  up  here,  jinu?"  he's  in  his  space  again,  a  hand  resting  on  jinu's  knee  as  his  smirk  finally  breaks  free,  gazing  to  his  neck  before  he  looks  back  to  him.  "let's  be  honest,  yeah?  you  first,  leader."

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(challenge for you: don't imagine jinu singing this)

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you look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face. you're in my world now. you can stay, you can stay.. but you belong to me. ooh, you belong to me.. / ind. sel. priv. kpdh-centric multimuse as written by nana! template. carrd.

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The first day at the palace was... a lot. Overwhelming. Heartbreaking. Exciting. Alluring. Compelling. Decadent. Rapid. Labyrinthian. Dreamlike. Lonely.

Since most of the introductions came to a halt as the residents of the palace started to bed down for the night, the newest court musician thought he could finally be alone with his thoughts in the chambers he was given — Jinu's own chambers that he didn't need to share with anyone or anything including unexpected pests and bugs. It was warm and clean here. People were happy to see him, to hear him, to be near him.

Yet. Jinu recalled the streaks of tears that stained his sister's face and the strain on their mother's as she held her back. A deep ache settled into the pit of his stomach — a stomach that was distended for the first time in who knows how long — that made the meals he indulged in not too long ago seem tainted.

He immediately whipped around to the familiar voice, staring straight into the sickeningly yellow gaze filled with mirth. While his lips pursed tight in apprehension as his mind buzzed, he knew those words were true. He did wish for all of this.

"I... I did," he breathed out finally. In this quiet of the night in the otherwise empty room save for the two of them, he could hear how different his voice was. It was a strange feeling of foreign and familiar — it was his, but not; it was the reason he was here. Well, the true reason he was here was staring right at him.

"Why did you help me?"

" don't look at me like that, " he laughed, the corner of his mouth twitching with something too cruel to be a smile. " as if you're surprised. this is what you wanted, isn't it ? something real. silk sheets, a full belly. " he reached for his wrist, cradling it like a gift. " you prayed for a god who would answer. i'm the only one who did. " \ @jimseung.

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Don't let it show, keep it all inside The pain and the shame, keep it out of sight

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(why do i fuckin type so much bruh kgnfdglksdnfg)

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@napalmera getting the full experience of jinu's texting habits

dry grammar/wording

unexpected kaomoji

non-answers/dodging questions with other questions

making shit more complicated than it needs to be

(more under the cut)

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(this is also canon saja boys to me thanks)

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i am being hunted by a persistence predator called the consequences of my actions

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"He gets a little "muffled" in the cafe space." A smile, a confident one. "What would you do to not hear Gwi-ma anymore?"

Instantly, there was a lump in this throat and he felt like the world came to a complete halt with a single question.

Was that even a possibility?

His brows knitted as he struggled to swallow down the feeling just so he could get the words out. "What would that mean exactly?," he croaked as if his throat were too dry. "Just that his voices would stop or... would that mean he was gone?"

Neither of those options sounded better than the other. The former wouldn't stop the memories; he knew his mother's and sister's faces and cries from that date too well at this point — and they weren't Gwi-ma, not to him. The latter seemed to carry the uncertainty of whether or not he would even exist anymore as the deal with the Demon Lord was the catalyst of his undead immortal life.

He didn't know what he wanted or what he would do to get either.

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(was chatting with my coworker for a solid like 20 min — and i even saw her earlier this morning — about kpdh and she looked down at my hoodie and was like how did you get one of those already dfskjgnsdfgk)

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The only ever kpop band I love and its fictional 😔

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♫ || 400 years of regret ~ korean bipa lofi (kpop demon hunters) - quiet memories

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Sylvia Plath, aged 26, from "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath" (dated September 16, 1959)

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As the flames of Gwi-ma bent toward him, Jinu could feel the intensity of its heat ripple the air around him before it rushed over his violet patterned skin a split second after. This heat never felt like a welcome warmth like one would feel sitting near a hearth or surrounding a campfire with friends where you wanted to stay longer around that feeling. Instead this sensation felt more like a whisper of a warning or threat, as if you're toeing the line of something more dangerous, as if one wrong move like knocking over a candle that you were reveling in its light before it would quickly engulf everything you held dear around you into its ever-so-hungry flames within moments.

Jinu's brow wrinkled at Gwi-ma's pause and use of words — interesting behaviors — then instantly felt the air cool around him as the Demon Lord's flames leaned away. He definitely anticipated more, even a confrontation despite his explanation of exploiting the Hunters with their closeness, but was instead was met with more praise. He bowed in gratitude, his bangs falling over his eyes as he held that position.

"I'm glad. Knowing that the Saja Boys have support from this side of the Honmoon gives me more drive to continue our efforts to build the fanbase on the surface-side." He straightened his stance. "Using the Hunters' fans against them instead of facing them head-on clearly wasn't something they anticipated, so it's been... entertaining to watch them flounder. If there's anything more that you think I could do, I'm all ears — though clearly everything is falling into place as it should."

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 ― although physically impossible for flames dancing in the air, there is visibly a pause within the maw. It's etched smile wavering just briefly before the pyre 'leans' itself. As if looming a glaring stare down at the smaller demon when he's done with his small speech of humanity and it's upbringings.

"I do enjoy that you are going to various lengths to get this done, Jinu. But I am noticing some ... interesting behaviors." He knows, actually, more so, he witnessed the events unfold. His little secret meetings with the leader of the 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐑/𝐗. Their conversations and the small feeling of hope which reignited within Jinus core. Like a defiant little ember that dared to shine itself between the lords claws that grasped at the others heart like a 𝐖𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐄. But never once did he mention this. Instead he seems to push it back, flames leaning away to look elsewhere as if the sentence was enough to keep Jinu on his toes. A 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 that he clearly nonverbally advised to be followed.

"Your efforts are applauded within the demon realm. You've grown quite the fanbase within the lesser kin. They seem to be taking your lead in pursuit of human souls."

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(also hello new followers! i'm al, the doofus behind the tall doofus.

i see there's a lot of new multimuses following me and as much as i'd love to interact, i only have one braincell that gets overwhelmed when there are a lot of media i'm not familiar with on my dash, so i tend to not follow back [unless it's a kpdh-only multi] — but if you still want to interact i'm still open to ideas!! i do apologize ahead of time that that probably breaks your mutuals only rule if you have that wheeze. also i'm horrible at reaching out first because. i'm an awkward doof i swear i don't bite; i'm sure people can attest to that

otherwise you're also still welcome to just follow and see the Situations™ i put this gangly mess into thank you so much for following aaaaa (๑>؂•̀๑) also enjoy all my kaomoji lmao)

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(all the use of kaomoji warms my silly little heart. my jinu would be proud of you all ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧)