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It's hard to explain how he can be talked into doing things when Dove is the one asking. She's cute, fine, but can that be a plausible argument that he can actually use when explaining why he can't say no to her? None of his coworkers understands and even more so when he explains that she is a friend and no, he isn't trying to "impress her" like one suggested. Impressing for what?

It's a week day, the best days for game arcades that are usually filled with people on weekends. That also means Junhyung should have been working albeit he isn't. Instead, he is leaning against the 'whack-a-mole' machine, both arms crossed, occasionally jumping with the sound of (way too powerful) whacks on poor moles lined in a row. Where does she get so much energy from? He wish he knew himself. He looks at his wristwatch and thinks he would have been making cappuccinos and elaborate lattes if his aunt didn't die. He can still hear his boss and the 'didn't she die last month?' because that's what happens when he is dragged to play with the girl in front of him, his family starts dying. 'my father has seven sisters' he'd argue, blatantly a lie, of course, his only sister is very much alive and well. He just needs to kill the other six before he moves on to the uncles.

He frowns at the girl who actually bargains with him by going cute and then fidgety. That's the face he'd like to show his coworkers and people in general who don't believe him when he says he can't say no to that. He grumbles, of course, it wouldn't be him if he didn't because he can't do things without complaining first. "Aren't you tired? Doesn't your arm hurt yet?" he knows the answers to those questions even if he still utters them and yet, he does so while shoving his hand in his jeans pocket. "I don't think I have coins" he says before the clear clinging of metal inside his pocket. he pulls his hand and, of course, a coin comes out but he doesn't hide it. Instead, he gives it to the girl rather because she asked and not because he is seduced by the promise of food. He is way too easy and even he knows that.

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 the sound of the buzzer was addicting. the way in which the bright red and blue colors that lined the screen would light up in a ripple whenever she whacked three in a row was sort of exhilarating. it encouraged her to play longer, and with much more urgency with each thirty second round. it was hard to feel sorry for her company when hyper concentration focused primarily on the mechanic moles popping up from holes, and how fast she could swing her arm to hit them before they disappeared again. in her defense, she’d never seen a game like this up close. lived only through the experiences of others; she can’t be blamed for wanting an experience of her own. when time ran out, and wallet revealed itself to be deprived of coins she turned towards the other. sweet smile placed on lips as hands began fidgeting with hands nervously. “   we’ve been standing here for awhile right..?   ” her questioned left her lips softly, and with innocent apology. “   i know, i know… which is why i’m making a proposition! —- give me enough to play one more time.. no – two? no, one! one more time , i promise. and i’ll treat you, okay?   ”

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He'd be okay with her refusing his offer, of course. It's not like he has high expectations on anything anymore, but she is a good soul and reconsiders. Junhyung thinks she made a terrible choice, but that's just him. He nods with her words, but only realizes what he's agreeing to later and she's already turning away, he can't scream another location for them to meet.

He hates malls. (and markets and big places with many people)

His plan was to eat in a quiet place, probably the park across the cafe where people only go for a walk after lunch. It's surprisingly quiet for a loud place like Itaewon, but the girl had to pick the place he hates the most, of course, and honest to god, he considers not showing up. Except he can't do that to her.

He does drag his feet to the freaking department store, walking straight ahead and without paying any attention to the people around him. He only has one hour, so he cant waste much time and therefore he is keen on finding the girl. Fortunately, she is not hard to spot, but Junhyung still opts for raising a hand to wave at her, waiting for her outside the store.

She felt embarrassed as she made her exit from the café. She went in wanting nothing but a smoothie and walked out with her heart breaking. Broken hearts were certainly not on the menu. She was out the door ready to walk home when she heard Junhyung call out for her. She turned around to see him walking after her while shouting about a coupon card. She steps to the side out of the walk way while waiting for him to get to her. As he approaches her he’s handing her the coupon. She takes the card wondering why he was giving it to her in the first place. She remembers getting one the first time she came in. It was a coupon for a free drink for first time patrons. She wonder then how she never ran into him during her many visits. There was one week that she made a stop there everyday on her way home from the gym. She had come so often that they started recognizing her. She turns to walk away but he starts talking. She considers his offer, and starts to wonder if she should turn it down. She doesn’t want him doing it out of pity. And honestly she has no idea how much more hurt she can take. She decides against saying no and turns to him with a serious look. “Yeah. I’ll be down the street at the Lotte Department Store. Come and get me on your break and we can go and get something to eat. Although I’m leaving if you don’t show up by 3:30.” She gives him a smile and turns away to walk to the store down the street.

On her way there she thinks back to high school. He had changed so much because the man she just meet and the boy she remembered from six years ago were so incredibly different you would think they were two different people. As she walks her mind wanders to the rumors that started spreading a couple of weeks before he disappeared. And now she starts to wonder if they were correct. Something happened in those six years, and she hoped to find out what. Maybe it would lessen the hurt he caused when he vanished and left her without even a goodbye.

She enters the store and walks towards the women’s clothing. She decides to stay close to the front so if he comes he’ll be able to see her. In her heart she wants to believe he’ll show up, but her brain is telling her otherwise. She puts in her headphones and starts browsing the shelves to waste time while she waits to see if he’ll show up.

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the piano knows something i don't know

the piano knows something i don’t know — does your curiosity ever get you into trouble?

My curiosity is harmless, but we’ve all been guilty of being a bit too curious for our own sake, haven’t we?So far, I’ve gotten away with it, but I’ve had a few friends raising eyebrows after reading a few short stories of mine and casually recognizing one or two events and details that have been used for inspiration.

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when the day met the night — have you ever been in love with someone who was the complete opposite of you?

when the day met the night — have you ever been in love with someone who was the complete opposite of you?

That’s usually how it goes and I didn’t even think I did it on purpose. Everyone I have ever dated has been complete opposites from me. I don’t think it would work with someone similar to me, actually, I think I would get bored easily, if I saw in them a reflex of what I see every day. Maybe it’s because I wouldn’t date someone like me, because I don’t think I’m very likable, so I wouldn’t see the appeal. Opposites definitely attract me.

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folkin’ around — what’s your favorite memory?

folkin’ around: what’s your favorite memory?

Back in Busan, there was an old lady who sold rice cakes near the fish market. She was really tiny and her back was hunched when she walked. Because my house was nearby, I went to and from school on my bicycle, so she used to ask me to run errands for her and in exchange, she’d give me rice cakes which are still the best I ever ate until this day.

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that green gentleman

that green gentleman: have things change for the better in your life?

I would say they ‘progressed’ rather than gotten better. I’m better now than I was six years ago and I’m better on my own than sharing a two bedroom apartment with six other relatives. Am I doing what I want? No. Am I where I want to be? No. But I’m not too bad.

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do you know what i’m seeing?

do you know what i’m seeing? — have you ever hallucinated?

not yet. i have never done anything that would grant me that side effect nor have i ever been feverish enough to get to that state.

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pretty. odd. asks 🌺

we’re so starving — have you ever left someone high and dry?

nine in the afternoon — have you ever done drugs?

she’s a handsome woman — do you live in the moment?

do you know what i’m seeing? — have you ever hallucinated?

that green gentleman — have things changed for the better in your life?

i have friends in holy spaces — has a former lover ever fucked you over?

northern downpour — do you ever feel lonely?

when the day met the night — have you ever been in love with someone who was the complete opposite of you?

pas de cheval — what’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you?

the piano knows something i don’t know — does your curiosity ever get you into trouble?

behind the sea — do you ever talk to god?

folkin’ around — what’s your favorite memory?

she had the world — do you ever feel like you could rule the world?

from a mountain in the middle of the cabins — what’s your favorite season of the year?

mad as rabbits — do you believe in true love?

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He is confused for a moment when she mentions the massage chair, but then he links the dots and his cracking back speaks to him in volumes so he associates the matter. She’s cute for offering, mild care softens his heart just a little and he chooses not to sass her about it so he can silently appreciate the offer. He eyes the chair though, considering it. “I’ll remember that. You should take me to one of your spa days one day though, I bet they'd do wonders as well.” It’s not like he is shy with those things and being dragged around sometimes isn’t all that annoying even if he feels like a chaperone (who benefits too). 

Junhyung watches the dice roll, counts the dots and then the number of spots that the girl advances. He grabs the bills and then slides the property card to her.

“I’m practically a virgin again” was he ever the type to imply things? not really, but subtlety is something he does well even if he clearly doesn’t have to, with her. Then again, Junhyung is ever so bashful and shameless is his middle name, hence how natural his reply sounds. He plays next, careful not to make the dice roll too much. There are five dots and then one so he makes his race car move the six spots and he too lands on an empty property, so he pays the bank and gets himself a property as well. “I would have gotten a few side eyes, probably someone asking me if I had hives or something.”

          It gave her some time to think before denying that she owns one. Well, she does. Her studio gallery for one. Then her house in Santorini. Her mouth was left hanging open in thought. Not everyone lives in luxury as she does. It’s not that she forgets, it’s more of she doesn’t even consider them luxury anymore. She just nods as she closes her mouth. “You know you can use the massage chair anytime you want, right?” Hwayoung points the huge massage chair in the living room. She got it when she can’t get her usual full body massages. Being a model is just as stressful as any other job. “It’s not my fault you were such a loser tho.” Puffing her cheeks and grabbing the dice, shaking her hands and throwing her first roll. She chose a long lasting lipstick on him the last time, as a form of revenge. She went bankrupt because of him anyway. Playing fair was a must. Landing on an empty property, she buys it. Handing him the fake money since he was in charge of the bank. 

“Are you implying you haven’t gotten laid in a while, Jun?” She asks, waiting for him to hand her the piece of paper for her property. “Totally not judging. Swear.” She quickly tells him, coughing out loud after. These conversations were normal. Junhyung was very easygoing to have around which was a good thing for her. Not a lot of people get her and a lot of people assume she sleeps with almost all of her guy friends. She’s not as promiscuous as she seems to be. It’s not her fault that shorter and fitting dresses suit her taste more. “You totally could have gotten out of work with a good reason though. I bet you none of your co-workers would love to get the same red spots you had.” Fighting back her laughter as she sat comfortably unlike him.

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He snorts at the phone as he reads her reply, proud enough that he, indeed, guessed it right on the first try. And before he can reply again, he looks at the time displayed on the screen of his computer, tapping his reply a few seconds later.

{ txt ▸ elle } given that your stomach is probably an intensely alcoholic cocktail at this point, i’m not surprised about the hunger. { txt ▸ elle } i hope you didn’t throw up though.  { txt ▸ elle } any forbidden ingredients or can i go wild and ask for anything he can find in the walking fridge?

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{ txt ▸ elle } quick question { txt ▸ elle } and don’t be offended but… are you hungover? { txt ▸ elle } ‘cause you never take the first initiative and i’m loving the change { txt ▸ elle } I will get you the greasiest sandwich ever. I know a guy. And you’re in luck, today i’m accepting love for payment. are you home?

[ mssg → jun ] : ugh [ mssg → jun ] : yes…yes i am. but i’m also hungry, so fix it [ mssg → jun ] : gotta switch it up sometimes right? [ mssg → jun ] : you’re saying all the right words. hurry up and get it, so you’ll have my love. & yes i’m at home. i can’t move from my bed. // @nxjunhyung

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            given her personality, most people are quick to assume she has a terrible patience. and for the most part… they aren’t exactly wrong. except for the fact that her body is foreign to feeling frustration and by extension, anger. so kicking it had never been her first thought. she laughs weakly as she continues listening to his tips on getting over problematic vending machines. when his hack proves successful, however, doha put on a relieved smile. ‘ oh my god, you’re a lifesaver, ’ she breathes out, breaking out into a tiny giggle. ‘ i would have probably starved without your help, mister…? ’ the girl raises her eyebrows questioningly, tilting her head slightly to the side.

it’s safe to say that junhyung is pretty much like a dog when it comes to food, and seemingly never not hungry or never too full that he has to refuse another bite. so it’s obvious that he knows his ways round the mechanics and tricks of vending machines and its delicious items. “my one good deed is done, i’ve filled my quota for the rest of the year” he quips, reaching for the two packages that fell out and handing the girl one of them. “oh god, not mister! suddenly i think i gained seven strands of grey hair just from that word alone”. junhyung,” he says “just junhyung, without the mister, please.”

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“but did it push the item forward?” he asks, even though he is already inspecting the machine, circling around it and knocking on the front glass with his knuckles “You should have kicked it, it usually works that way.” he knows that’s what he did back in high school when that happened -- a daily occurrence given the fact that the near the main hall was a piece of junk. “but you know, when the item doesn’t drop but it’s pushed a bit, when you put another coin you’ll get two snacks for the price of one.” he sticks his hand inside his jeans’ pocket, fishing out a coin and pushes it in before pressing the button corresponding to the snack she wanted. and just as he predicted, two items are pushed forward. “Tadah!”

            ‘ —…e vending machine sort of glitched. like, it made all these noises which built up my anticipation for my food but it never came out and i don’t have enough money left for another one. ’ doha gesticulates, phone in hand, clearly upset at the prospect of skipping a meal. she’s on the verge of pouting. ‘ so what i’m trying to say is, do you have any spare change i could use? i’ll pay you back, pinky promise. ’