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jinho stands outside of his uncle’s study his hand hovering over the ornate gold doorknob, this time should be no different than all the other times he had walked into his uncle’s study. he remembers all the time he spent within the walls of hanjae’s office reading books or practicing to control his abilities there

was a delicate trust built over the years between jinho and the bae family. he knew he could never repay the bae’s for taking him and ansook in, for raising them like they were of their own flesh and blood. jinho worked tirelessly in any sort of effort to repay them for their kindness and love they showed them. hanjae had been the one to help jinho navigate through his life when he taught him to control his power, especially when jinho felt like he would fall apart at any moment as a child, his uncle kept him in line and offered wisdom and guidance. 

there was a knot in his stomach, his own mind riddled with anxiety and shame from what he had done. how he had broken that trust between them in a moment of weakness, and now he couldn’t even cross the threshold as he had so many times in the past. 

part of him was telling him to turn and walk away, the other part of him telling him to just enter the room and do whatever he could to gain the forgiveness of bae hanjae for what jinho did in his moment of complete desperation. 

jinho raises his hand knocking on the door, loud enough for his uncle to hear but to hopefully not alert anyone else of his presence. 

he opens the door a tad standing in the doorway, not allowing himself to enter without his uncle’s permission.

jinho clears his throat “hello uncle i do apologize for showing up unannounced,” he pauses, “however, if you’re busy i can always return at another time, “ he is quick to add on not sure if uncle was ready to face him, but he wanted to say something before he lost all of his nerve. 

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countdown - suho

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✜ my muse collapses in front of yours, all bloodied and bruised. (jinho&minwoo)

everything had happened so quickly ...

jinho had been called over to the desk of one of the elder members of the council. the member looking to revise a proposal he wanted to bring up during the next session. jinho was meant to help him edit, a simple task indeed that didn’t occupy too much of his time during his work there, however, this particular member of the council had the tendency to drone on for what seemed like hours. 

polite as ever, jinho sat beside him as he droned on about this exceptionally dull plan of his, and he found his focus beginning to drift.  he had been working late these last few days and may have forgotten to take a tablet here and there. he could feel the effect of his hunger making him sluggish and a tad slower to react to questions being posed to him. he merely nodded every now and then to show his thinly grasped attention. 

jinho’s eyes heavy with exhaustion as he’s feeling the telltale signs of himself starting to drift off when the harsh sound of the alarm has his eyes flying open, there’s the sound of shattering glass, and when the doors to the office are kicked open everything happens so fast he doesn’t quite process it. he’s being yanked out of his seat by a guard who immediately shields jinho behind him, whoever has broken into the office unloads a few shots of warning into the air. 

people are quick to ducks under their desks or try to make quick escapes to safety away from the chaos that is ensuing. jinho shakes himself free from the guard's grip, walking around them refusing to be a bystander in an attack, he wasn’t a child and refused to let anyone suffer on his watch. 

the two attackers appear like twin reapers there to harvest their claims on the lives they were there to take. their faces are shielded behind their raven colored cloaks and veils. they move  gracefully like shadows as they unleash rounds of bullets onto members trying to escape. “stay back your highness.” the guard calls out to jinho, the two figures heads whip into his direction, his eyes held steady on the characters one raising their glove-covered hand firing their gun without a moment's hesitation. the guard shoves jinho out of the way once more as he takes a bullet directly to his chest, and collapses to a heap on the floor. 

there he stands the image of the fallen prince before the personification of death themselves. his head raised in defiance knowing he wouldn't fall so quickly to their attempt to rob him of his life. 

the guard beneath him lets out an anguished groan, and jinho is snapped back to the present as he attempted to help him.  another shot is fired, the bullet slicing across his knuckles has jinho withdrawing his hand, blood staining his hand as the reaper taking another deliberate step towards jinho, ready to deliver the prince to the underworld no doubt. 

he has no time to dawdle because he is sure the next shot won’t miss the target. jinho expels a breath focusing his energy on to the desk he hears creaking of it as it comes up off the ground. he strains a bit to levitate it off the ground, exerting his power into it with a fluid motion of his wrist flicks it into the direction of the assailants knocking his attacker off their feet and under the crushing weight of the massive piece of ornate furniture. 

he takes this moment of chaos to make his escape out of the office, into the dimly lit hallway with only the lights of the emergency exits as his guide, his ears pick up on the faint sounds in the distance of others screams, and guns being fired. the grating noise of the alarm still blaring he looks down to his hand and notices it isn’t healing, whatever they had shot him with was preventing him from healing. 

jinho on high alert he heads down the hall away from the chaos behind him, he hopes the rear exit is free of whoever these cloaked attackers are. 

he rounding a corner when he collides into something or in this case someone. his eyes find minwoo's.  his own mind is too much of a muddled mess to deal with the hwang heir. 

however, there is something about the way the taller man moves uneasily on his feet that alerts jinho that something isn't right. he takes this brief moment to look him over and notes the horrid gash that is his forehead and the way his lip is swollen and stained with blood. 

bruises are blooming on the hwang’s golden skin, in shades of purple and jinho watches minwoo move slowly, eyes clouded lacking their usual sharpness as he takes a single step forward before his eyes roll back and he collapses in front of jinho. he instinctively reaches out for minwoo catching the taller man in his arms, and at this moment cursing their own height difference as he struggles a bit to hold him upright. 

“minwoo, minwoo.. come on wake up.” jinho grunts as he hoists him up, slinging his arm around his shoulder as minwoo’s head falls onto his shoulder. he can feel his breath on his neck, and at least he knows he couldn’t be too badly injured. jinho needed to get him to safety maybe he could have him drink from him again to try to speed his healing. despite everything, he wouldn’t let anything terrible happen to minwoo, not on his watch not when he could stop it. 

"well, well, today must be my lucky day. the hwang heir and the prince? you two have made my job so much easier.” 

jinho lifts his head and there standing just a few feet away is another cloaked assassin, they draw their gun and jinho takes a step back trying his best to stand in front of minwoo to keep him out of harm's way. 

they cock their gun and take aim. “now, who do i kill first?” 

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[ ◐ ] my muse is having a sleepover with your muse.

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[ ◈ ] my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse.

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[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home.

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