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departure 

hi everyone,

i just wanted to make a post informing all that i will be leaving MI for the time being. i’m terribly sorry for the (not so very) abrupt departure. as unfortunate and regretful as it is, for me especially, i’ll have to let minhyuk go until i can find time to come back to him. to those i have plotted and/or started threads with, i’m terribly sorry we couldn’t continue. and to those i am in the midst of plotting (or beginning to plot with), i’m sorry we couldn’t begin a thread with our muses. 

due to work and school dragging me down, minhyuk will have to take a leave. however, i hope to eventually return in the future, with either minhyuk/xii or another muse.

and to everyone, i hope you will all continue to take care and to their muses, i hope they’ll continue to grow wonderfully.  

until then, it’s not a goodbye. but a see you next time! 

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[ ✉ ] i fucked up. i fucked up really badly.

[ mailbox ] // closed

[ ✉ ] what happened ??  

[ ✉ ] are you okay though ? 

[ ✉ ] where are you ?? 

[ ✉ ] pls respond asap before i hunt u down ;n; 

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[ ✉ ] fuCK you f*ck your cartoon hotdog husband fuck his stupid sunglasses and FUCK the ketchup kids (and fuck THEIR sunglasses)

[ mailbox ] // closed

[ ✉ ] wot 

[ ✉ ] wot u men ?? ono 

[ ✉ ] wot did they ever do to u?? side note are u on something? if so wtf r u on cause it seems pretty intense

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[ ✉ ] fCUK I PUNCHED MYSELF I NTHE FACE

[ mailbox ] // closed

[ ✉ ] LOOOOL WHAT A LOSERRRR  

[ ✉ ] now we both know who actually needs the list of flaws :^))) 

[ ✉ ] but srs, how did you manage to do that 

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[ ✉ ] i’m honestly worried please text back

[ mailbox ] // closed

[ ✉ ] o hi  [ ✉ ] i’m still alive[ ✉ ] don’t worry pls 

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[ ✉ ] i need help.

[ mailbox ] // closed

[ ✉ ] where r u ??? 

[ ✉ ] what happened ???

[ ✉ ] contact me asap k? location and details 

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himchanmi:

“It looks to me like you have more than a few cuts and bruises…but if you can walk, all that can be worried over later, then.” he was making an attempt to be passive—seeing as being pushy didn’t help the situation too much. And now that he had the other’s permission to see him home, he didn’t want to ruin it by trying to play nurse. “Here, let me give you an actual hand this time, yeah? The easier you take it on yourself now, the faster you’ll recover and be back to tip-top shape.” optimism wasn’t exactly his strong suit, but he could damn well try. 

Himchan stepped over to where Minhyuk had leaned himself against the bricks, extending out an arm carefully to offer his shoulder out to the other. “Lean on me a little so you don’t overwork yourself. Shouldn’t be too noticeable, we’ll just look like a couple of good pals taking a walk or something—and not like anyone around here seems to be paying much attention, anyways.” this was a small, almost bitter reference to him having stepped in causing the thug to flee earlier. Classic bystander effect, especially in such a big city, but even with that, it was strange how aware people could be of the watchful eyes of passerby. 

The other did have a point, Minhyuk was positive he might have fractured something in his body somewhere. But that wasn’t the concern at the moment. All he had on his mind was to get home, hopefully soon, and take a nice long nap, especially since he was given the next few days off. 

Knowing that the stranger had good intentions, the blonde pushed aside some of his pride and gingerly reached out to the other. “Thanks,” he grunted, the words coming up in a low mutter. Whether he heard Minhyuk’s words or not was none of Minhyuk’s business. 

“A couple of good ol’ pals.. and one just happened to look severely beaten up,” he grumbled, letting himself shift a bit of his weight onto the other. “No big deal at all.” Letting on a pained sigh, the male began walking alongside the latter. 

// does it matter

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// first day on the job

[ @onewxmi ]

Slightly mussing up his blonde locks in hopes to give it that purposely messed look that most people found attractive - or at least, in his opinion. Minhyuk straightened himself and entered inside the already busy cafe, smile set on his face as he headed to the counter. 

“Hi, I know I’m kind of early but I’m Minhyuk,” the blonde introduced himself, hand stretched out over the counter. A proper introduction was always warranted for, especially since most of the customers were already seated. There was no harm, he assumed. “The new employee,” he added, so it wasn’t as odd; having a random stranger introducing themselves out of nowhere. 

The male rounded the corner and stood by the swinging doors separating the customers and employees. There was still at least half an hour left before his official first shift started. The male wasn’t entirely sure if he should sit and wait it out or head to the back and refresh his memory, having already been given a tour on the day of his interview. 

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suji-mi:

it was none of her business if he chose to risk showing himself off too close to vanguard’s territory. she never knew the man, never spoke to him until today either. by the time raven joined the gang, he was already long gone, though she witnessed how they actively pursued him, sending men to search every nook and cranny of his possible hide-outs, perhaps up to this date. she remembers briefly going over some profiles, one of the many little things she wasn’t supposed to be sneaking up on despite having them right on her face (curiosity is her weakest link), including his’— which is basically just a picture and an alias he goes by. majority of his file was protected with a higher level of security she didn’t have access to yet during those times.

part of her knows she should be making a call now. his defenses are down and if she can keep him around for a little longer without further suspicion, they might be able to finally get him. it would be a win-win situation for her, as well. the money she can mooch out of it will be enough to last for a couple of months without her having to steal rich people’s money. she can probably take sungjae on a nice vacation too. thing is, she just can’t bring herself to do it. it felt like seeing a flashback of her own days, constantly worrying if her fourteen-year-old brother will have to prepare her funeral services on his own the next day or not. 

raven looks up from the glasses, a small smile playing on the corner of her lips. he was confused, that’s for sure, as to how she had knowledge on all this. she didn’t feel like bothering him any longer. “you know they haven’t forgotten, right? they never will.” there’s another call of a refill from a customer and she starts walking away to give the blonde his much-requested space. it’s what the least she can do. “i just wanted to tell you that. have a good night, sir.”

The female’s words came softly, but each word laced with warning. Everything that had seemed to be going right for the male suddenly came plummeting down. Minhyuk sat frozen, target long gone and out of his mind. All of his assumptions had been wrong - beyond wrong. After they had discarded his heavily wounded body in the alleyway, Minhyuk was certain the higher ups had forgotten about him. What good could he do now? His skills were slowly rusting away as he no longer cared for the job, more focused on obtaining a stable and legal method of earning his income instead.

“Wait, bartender!” he found himself calling, voice almost carried away by the rowdy surrounding that engulfed the two. Hoping his voice was loud enough to attract the female’s attention, Minhyuk simply requested for another refill before addressing the important issue at hand.

“What do you mean? What makes you say that? Why would you say that? How do you even know what you’re talking about?” Minhyuk spit-fired questions directly towards the bartender, eyes piercing straight into hers. Whoever the female was, Minhyuk was certained that she had his answers. That and he was certain that tonight was, most definitely, the correct decision. Not only did he pick up a few bits of information about the target - if anything else, he could always ask the others for more - but also the possibility that people were still looking for him. For what? He was unsure of. But he was positive that he would not get caught. Or so he hopes.

// drinks & interruptions

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wonwoomi:

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it’s no secret that wonwoo is an uncooperative asshole. it didn’t take a genius to realise that wonwoo wasn’t very good with people, either by a genuine lack of social skills or purposefully. vanguard members were a slight exception — even the ones he thought would be better put to use as doorstops, he was polite enough to. the matter of the fact was that it’s reasonably difficult to gain wonwoo’s varying levels of kindness, and there were certainly a large handful of people that didn’t understand that at all. xii, was one of them. 

he’s not entirely sure anymore how it started, what caused it all, but that didn’t matter to wonwoo after a few days, anyway. he thrived upon the feeling of causing anger and pain, no matter how little or how much. effort spent on ruining someone’s day is not effort wasted to jeon wonwoo — in fact, it’s time and effort well spent, so he has no hesitance in approaching the unaffiliated hitman, with a carefully folded paper in hand. “shi,” he calls smugly, “how’s being a piece of shit treating you today?” 

xii didn’t normally dislike people; in fact, he didn’t have an opinion or any emotions directed towards people in the first place. The male, unlike his opposite, found no reason to spend more than the necessary amount of time with other humans. That being said, xii wasn’t a huge fan when the other approached him. He was never a fan of jeon wonwoo to begin with. His rude attitude and annoying actions just ticked xii off more than most did. With that being said, maybe it was a small lie that xii didn’t hate anyone. Cause he most definitely strongly disliked the other male.

“For the billionth time, it’s twelve,” xii groaned, eyes narrowing at the other that approached him. “How is being an asshole treating you?” the blonde bit back. Whenever jeon wonwoo was involved, xii couldn’t help but have words spew out from his mouth without his consent. “Shouldn’t you be off doing whatever it is you’re supposed to be doing, rather than being here?” The male went back to cleaning his blades, tilting it from side to side, enjoying the way it shone,  as the light hit the metal.

spit it out.

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jinxmi:

“I’ve never been a big adventurer,” Jin retorts. “I’m perfectly fine living a boring life.” Not that his life is boring in the first place—gang life rarely is—but he likes to keep himself out of danger as much as possible; be that danger stemming from violence or stupidity. This, he thinks, as he wobbles, is definitely the latter. Seokjin has about as much grace as an elephant, and he clutches Minhyuk’s arm tightly to try to stop his wobbling. 

He notes with appreciation that Minhyuk seems content staying near the edge of the ice, and knowing that the solid ground isn’t too far away gives him a little bit of reassurance. “Only fast food? Ah, you’re too cheap Minhyuk-ah,” he says. His pout is ruined by the mischievous grin that emerges as he moves to flick Minhyuk’s forehead but he slips away before Seokjin can make contact—graceful bastard. 

“Yah! Lee Minhyuk! Where do you think you’re going!” Jin moves cautiously towards him, slipping slightly but staying upright. He grins (just a little) because maybe he’s finally getting the hang of this. The thought barely enters his mind before he slips, losing his balance across the ice as his feet fly out from underneath him. Typical. Really, all someone needs to do to ruin his smooth reputation is put Jin on the ice.

An amused laughter easily escapes from Minhyuk’s lips as the other not so gracefully falls onto the icy ground. Despite the first step being to ask if the other was okay, Minhyuk couldn’t help but continue to laugh, hand raising to wipe away stray tears that were produced. After doubling over with laughter, Minhyuk attempted to halt himself, his focus decreasing for a moment, the blonde’s legs threatening to fall from under him before the male regained his balance once again.

“Are you okay? Is your butt still okay?” He grinned, another bout of laughter threatening to bubble up. Knowing better than to laugh so openly again at the other’s misfortune, Minhyuk slid over towards the other, hand stretched out. “Maybe I’ll treat you to something a bit better than fast food,” he noted, a cheerful and amused tone in his voice, “just cause you gave me quite a sight.”

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michaeeun:

Her smile grew wider, it’s been so long since she seen Minhyuk.Giving him a quick hug Chae wondered what’s he been up to since they last saw each other. “Of course I remember you! How have you been Minhyuk? it’s been so long.” She said staring up at him, he’s always been there to protect her like a big brother would and so that’s what she always think of him as her big brother.

Grabbing the others hand, Chae guided him towards a cafe she wanted to know alot of things like where he’s been and what’s he been up to all these years. “I’ve been great! What about you? Where have you been Min? I kind of got lonely when you left you know!”

Returning the hug, Minhyuk couldn’t help the smile that unconsciously widened on his lips. “I’ve missed you so much, Chae,” he ruffled the female’s bed of hair, an affectionate gaze on his face as he did so. “I’ve been pretty good, normal as always, how about you? Are you working? In school? What has my little Chae been up to?” His questions raining down on her like bullets as the other dragged him towards a cafe, one that he had not step foot into before.

As they settled down, after ordering their respective drinks, Minhyuk obviously reaching out to pay for it rather than letting the other do so. The most he could do for the female after abandoning her so abruptly was treating her to a drink, maybe a baked good or two and carefully explain the situation he was in without the explicit details, to her.

“I had to move a few months into the school year, sorry I couldn’t tell you before, Chae,” his lips slightly pouted as his eyes quietly shone with hope that the female would forgive him for randomly disappearing.

// familiar faces

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suji-mi:

something about his presence seems to bother her the moment he walked through the front door. she could not say they met before, but there was a slight familiarity that became quite difficult to shake off. suji was never hung up on people, to begin with. time brings them into someone’s life and time comes for them to leave. they all have their reasons. that’s just the way it is. she pays extra attention to the blonde, nonetheless, despite being called out (a little too loud at that too) by other customers every second they can get.

the bar is unusually packed tonight and a lot of people keep asking for refills, if not trying to hit on her. it was tough, for someone who’s not exactly fond of social interactions. but she bites back her tongue before she says anything she will regret after and doesn’t complain as it put the owner in a good mood and with good mood comes money. she could always use some extra as she’s currently saving up for sungjae’s college fund and she thought it will be nice for once that it came from a hard-earned and legal way. it was the least she can do for him.

“i’m sorry if i’m bothering you, mister. i- uh, i just think i’ve seen you before.” she smiles at him apologetically. it’s not every day she tries to strike a conversation with customers, let alone a stranger. she knew where he was coming from, but it makes her uneasy to just sit back and leave him on his own. she wracks her brain for the missing information, forces to remember what was there in the first place deep down. she once went through profiles before, some sort of office work for the vanguard. unfortunately, she never forgets.

then it hit her.

it had to be him.

“just be careful.”

Minhyuk was sure after his snap at the female, she’d finally get the clue to leave him alone. If he knew going alone would drag unnecessary human interaction, he would have dragged someone alone just to sit with him. After all, that was better than having a pestering bartender that was unwilling to leave you alone and not properly do their job (something they’re getting paid for).

Having the female suggest that the two knew each other, Minhyuk couldn’t help but turn back, eyes locked onto the female’s. Have they met before? If so, the blonde was sure he would remember, unless it was someone from his past that he rarely interacted with. Minhyuk wasn’t fond of many people back in the days, never believed he’d ever interact with most of them again. Especially now that he’s trying to go down a different road - one that involves more legal methods of living, to an extent.

“I highly doubt it,” he bites back, his words sounding slightly harsher than he normally would prefer. It was only because the male momentarily lost track of the target and that would have been bad news for him. He was here to observe and see who the victim would be interacting would and whatnot. If he couldn’t even handle doing that himself then how could he expect himself to successfully carry out a kill.

The last few words caught him off guard, body swiftly turning back to the bartender. “What did you say?” Curiosity lacing his words as he stared at the other, searching her face for some sort of familiar feature. What did she mean by that? Had he heard wrong?

// drinks & interruptions

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mixnightingale:

why, indeed. hyungwon had wanted to help, clearly, a mistake. there was only so much friendliness he could show a stranger who was so set on pushing him away. ⧼ why, indeed. ⧽ hyungwon mumbled, mostly to himself. the stranger probably didn’t hear. if he did, he probably wouldn’t care. the smile fell from hyungwon’s face, replaced by a serene expression. the hitman looked up. their eyes meeting. he was being treated like a child; wrong place, wrong time. go home. you’re in the way. the message was loud and clear and hyungwon felt regret at having shown any care at all. ⧼ next time, you’re out alone at night, maybe you’ll get to hear one sing. ⧽ it was all the answer the stranger would get. a smile once again spread onto plush lips as he held the other man’s gaze for a few moments longer. had their encounter gone differently, he might have received a different answer. it was clear, however that the man wanted nothing more than to be rid of him. something told hyungwon it wasn’t the last time they met, however. ⧼ i’ll bid you goodnight, for now, then. ⧽ he briefly inclined his head, a wordless greeting. to make sure the stranger wouldn’t completely forget their meeting ( or perhaps end up thinking it all to have been a dream ), he reached out, snatching the other male’s snapback from him and placing it onto his own head, long legs swiftly carrying him towards the opposite direction. ⧼ see you next time. ⧽

Minhyuk was positive a motel was nearby, somewhere along this block. Following his gut instinct, Minhyuk continued down the path he had set for himself. Nothing could be more embarrassing than to make a sudden U-turn and notify the stranger that Minhyuk had made yet another mistake. With a tall building looming ahead in the distance, Minhyuk internally released a sigh of relief, glad that he hadn’t made another mistake that night. “Maybe,” he muttered back, softly, too tired to bite back at the stranger any longer.

With his emotions sorting itself out, Minhyuk’s heart tugged a bit in guilt for being so rude to the other. Not allowing it to bother him too much, Minhyuk was glad to finally hear that the male would be leaving. Maybe if it were under different circumstances, the blonde wouldn’t have mind befriending the taller, and more attractive, male. Just as he was about to bid farewell, the other’s arm stretched out and his hand snatched the cap resting on Minhyuk’s head.

Frozen in spot, shook at the sudden close physical contact with the other, Minhyuk could only blink at the retreating figure before turning his back on him and heading to the rooms. “Guess i’ll need to buy a new hat,” he grumbled, a long sigh escaping his lips. “As if we’ll ever cross paths again....”

//rookie mistakes

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michaeeun:

“I’m really not good with remembering other faces well.” She replied staring at him once. Maybe if she knew his name she’ll might just know who he is. Looking at him up and down it’s feels like she knew him from somewhere but she don’t know where. “Yeah I did, how do you know that?” She asked, shocked at his question. She knew that school well, because she was always known for being really quite and was sometimes a target for bullies, in fact she only had one friend at that school he was the only one who treated her like she wanted to be treated but soon he ended up leaving for some reason and she haven’t seen him since. “Wait….I think I know you…..Minhyuk…?”

His eyes brightened instantly when the female had confirmed his guess, smile widening as he clapped excitedly. “I knew it, it’s you, Chaeeun! Yeah, it’s me, Minhyuk. Lee Minhyuk, do you remember?” His feet were enthusiastically doing a small step dance on the ground as his childhood friend slowly began to remember him. The other was always so sweet to him; just internally screaming for Minhyuk to treat her a bit more special than everyone else.

It would be a lie to say that the male didn’t have a soft spot for the other. After all, Chaeeun was always like the younger sister he never had but deeply yearned for. “How have you been? It’s been ages! I never thought I’d see you around here!”

// familiar faces