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▬ see the night sky. ft yoona

lunaxyoona

    the tourist attraction, abandoned with no surge of power, no luminescence from fluorescent lights from the abundance of themed rides, was silvered and transformed by the illumination of the moon. it was the lone source of light across the entire expanse, safe for a few lampposts whose glow died inches from the tungsten bulbs. 

    hyejin had never visited yongma land given it had once been enemy territory, but now that she had been welcomed into the arms of neugaedeul, knowing she would be of no use to geomeun son now that she’d been transformed, djinn powers diminished upon her death, she had been invited by one of the highest-ranking members to explore and become comfortable within the domain. it was a welcome gesture, though she’d been a little apprehensive, not quite comfortable in company she was not entirely familiar with as of yet.

    the angel nervously stares down from one of the highest vantage points, limbs dangling from the open cart of the ferris wheel that yoona had assured her was safe, and that she wouldn’t have to worry about slipping out from. she inhales sharply, trying to push her fears of being so high above ground, and decides to turn her attention to the female beside her, the co-leader’s hues fixated on the crescent moon overhead. 

    ❛ it — it’s really beautiful out tonight, ❜ she mentions, wincing at how her stuttering voice breaks the silence between them, and she clears her throat and offers the other female a nervous smile, ❛ it’s —  uhm — been a long time since i saw a night so clear. ❜

    she fiddles with her gloved fingers, worn mostly as a way to preserve heat versus how she had worn them previously to avoid brushing hands with someone. after a moment of consideration, she lets her fingers slip into her coat pocket and reveals her cell phone, tapping on the screen and navigating through her gallery before she holds up a picture of the same moon they’ve been gazing towards, though the picture does the beauty no justice. ❛ i took this earlier, but it doesn’t look very good... ❜

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▬ glimpse of heaven. ft jaesun

jaesunkim

    nestled in the cove between a row of recently boarded buildings outside of myeondong station, hyejin fiddles with her gloved fingers, tugging at the ends of the material as she waits until it’s an appropriate enough time to admit she’s arrived. she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, a habit she’s kept even after her death, her reincarnation, she supposes, and she tears her gaze from the sight before her as though she’s not sure if she should announce her presence. 

    it’s ironic how the meeting isn’t too unlike their last one — she’s still standing in the same place she’d waited for him close to two weeks ago, still apprehensive about being outside the realms of territories she’s come to grow accustomed towards. she’s still distressed, feeling perturbed about being outside, about being noticed, about being too close to others, close enough to touch.

    she inhales sharply, perhaps overwrought about seeing him. she hadn’t seen him since the evening of the ambuscade, and hadn’t heard his voice since she’d called him a week afterwards in an absolute panic. guilt consumes her entire being, and she feels her heart begin to hammer in her chest — it’s a bittersweet reminder of what had transpired last weekend, and that she was alive, able to feel her heart race against her chest again, a mnemonic that she had been saved by the grace of god. 

    hyejin attempts to steel her nerves. she’d been planning on seeing him this afternoon, had been determined this morning when she had materialized in the station, had the resolute to see him, to apologize, to celebrate a special event she had missed, but she feels the urge to run, to hide away from him, her closest confidant, though out of shame or culpability she is not sure. she wasn’t sure how her seemingly unwavering confidence had faltered so easily, but it reminds her that she is still the same as she was before death — that hann hyejin is still fearful of all the things she had been when she had been alive beforehand.

    and because she is so terrified, she wonders if she is ready to face him. it had been a doubtless idea in her head, that she’d visit him and explain in the comfort of his and junho’s home, and that everything would be fine, everything would be alright. jaesun always promised that it would be, and she believed it. though, as hyejin faces his backside now, his hues lingering on the pools of her blood that hadn’t been washed away from the storms, as though searching for answers within them, she reconsiders.

    the former geomeun son adviser takes a step backwards, deciding that she would perhaps try another time, but fate betrays her once again, and she steps on fallen leaves, the orange and bladelike structure crunching beneath her shoes, announcing her appearance. she squeaks in surprise, startled by the sudden sound, and flinches, the bags she’d had hanging from her lithe limbs rustling together — another reminder of why she’d planned on seeing him today.

    hyejin feels her heart plummet, dropping to the bottom of her chest, twisting in her stomach as she lets out a shaky gasp when the wolf pivots, entire body whirling around, and she can only stutter out his name as he eyes her suspiciously, ❛ j — jaesun. ❜

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hi there, lovelies! similarly to eunnie, this little angel has gone through some recent changes. hyejin is no longer a djinn, but is now an angel. additionally, she’s no longer the adviser for geomeun son, but is now an affiliate in neugdaedeul. i’m probably going to drop the current threads with her so i can start her fresh, so apologies to anyone i was threading with! 

i’m happy to write us something new though, so just like this post and i’ll jump in your dms over the weekend so we can get to plotting! 

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▬ no ashes here, no dust. ft solo

fall down, then we fall down

tw: blood, gore, murder and character death

     hyeran feels her blood begin to curdle, and tears stain her cheeks as she crawls across the cement in an attempt to escape. she’s sobbing, choking on her own weeping, spitting out crimson that had filled her mouth. she feels her fingernails rake across the calcine, dragging her body with what little strength she has left. 

     haedogje pa was not an affiliation to be reckoned with, and she knew that even if one of their men had let her go initially, that others would follow and they would be much less forgiving, much less merciful than someone who had opted to spare her life as a warning. 

    a scream tears from her throat as one of them grabs her ankle, nails piercing the wound she’d received when they’d stabbed her moments before. she weeps, nails desperately searching to grab onto anything tangible, anything that she could use to defend herself from another attack. her hands find purchase on the cellphone that had slipped from her pockets when they’d ambushed her in the alley, and she takes advantage of them having to heave her body forward to press the number on her emergency contacts.

     the screen lights up, and she whimpers, praying with all her might that he’ll be able to hear her before it’s too late, before they realize what she’s doing.

     ❛ hyejin? it’s the middle of the night, what’s up? ❜  

    she sobs at the sound of his voice, laden with sleep and piqued with curiosity, but overall, mostly concern for her calling at this hour, ❛ jaesun, ❜ she cries, voice trembling with an overwhelming sense of fear, ❛ jaesun, please .. please help me. ❜ she pleads, vision blurred with tears and sobs wracking her entire frame. 

     she doesn’t hear his response clearly, as the phone is snatched away from her and she’s dragged by one of the men further down the alley. she screams, body flipped as a pair of them hover over her beaten body, pressing down on her forearms and knees to render her immobile. 

    she hears jaesun yelling from the speaker and she flinches at the noise, heart breaking that she’d called him, that she’d dragged him into this. she shouldn’t have called him, but she hadn’t any idea whom else to turn to. geomeun son wasn’t powerful and they certainly weren’t physically attributed enough to save her when something like this happened. sure, if she were trapped in a cyber cafe, they could easily hack their way into the systems, but there was no way to hack into someone’s brute strength. 

    hyejin weeps, and her heart clenches as the enemy laughs, the ringleader of the ambush bringing the phone to his ear, trying to silence the wolf on the other end. ❛ your little djinn can’t come to the phone right now, ❜ he sneers, ending the call and tossing her phone into a nearby dumpster. 

    there’s a moment of silence, and hyejin tries to catch her breath. she feels the blood gushing from her wounds, the metallic taste filling her mouth and the salt from her tears mixing into it. she sniffles, hands tugging against the human restrains, wrists curling to try and grab onto one of their hands. if she could render them helpless for just a moment, just a second, maybe she could escape. 

    if she could just see their fears, if she could just sense them, just like their sensing hers .. she could do it .. she could, she could, she could. but she’s too weak physically, and she can’t overpower three or four men holding her down like this.

    she’s helpless, she’s alone, and she’s vulnerable. she pleads with them as the leader shakes his head, right hand reaching into his pocket and revealing his concealed weapon, a silver knife that he’s brought along just for the occasion. he tsks at her futile attempts, and leans down while his free hand pushes her head into the cement. 

    it’ll be quick, he promises, and he laughs as he flicks his wrist and draws a deep cut across hyejin’s neck. hyejin screams again as he punctures her skin, and the blood bubbles from her neck and into her mouth, choking her as she tries to yell through the onslaught of crimson. if the cut didn’t kill her, the silver would, and it only took a few moments before her body grows heavy, eyes lidded as they release their grips on her limbs.

    hyejin manages to choke out another sob, and the last thing she hears before darkness greets her is a laugh, and a warning, ❛ don’t fuck with haedogje pa ❜

    hyejin wakes with a start, gasps tearing from her throat, hues flying open as she shoots up from where shes been laying down. she looks around the white room, hands grasping at her entire being. her eyes flicker to the wounds, but she sees nothing on her skin; no imperfections, no scars, no bruises. she doesn’t even have any bandages wrapped around her wounds.

    she feels confused, but she knows that what happened couldn’t have been a nightmare. it couldn’t have been a dream. she’s seen dreams, she’s seen illusions; she’s created them, made them her own. she knows that what she has felt and what she has experienced is very much real. 

    she glances around the room in a panic, wondering if perhaps she’s been captured, or even worse, experimented on. she feels her heart begin to race, and her breathing grows ragged. she can feel tears prick at the ends of her eyes, and she swings her body around once she hears the sound of a door opening.

    though, instead of what she assumes is a person, she instead sees a bright light. she winces as the intensity of it and she glances away, but the fear that had wracked her body begins to waver, and as the light approaches, she feels warm, safe.

    and when it speaks, she doesn’t even feel the terror that had coursed through her veins. instead, she listens, carefully, patiently, and when it proposes something, she can’t help but fervently nod her head, eyes watering as she wholeheartedly accepts.

    ❛ do you want a second chance at life, my angel? ❜

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— (messages). ft jaesun

jaesun: oh shit! they have the gloves in-store?? i only ever saw them on the internet, that's insane

jaesun: did you get yourself a pair too though??

jaesun: thank you :) i appreciate a pair of gloves any day, don't worry!

jaesun: ahahaha look at that sweater!! wow, tae's... growing, though

jaesun: ...

jaesun: no, seriously, shit, he's growing a bit fast, i think i'm gonna have to go visit for a bit of a training session before things get out of hand :|

hyejin: it was in the 'as you've seen on tv' section

hyejin: don't worry :) i got two pairs for myself as well

hyejin: i hope you like them, they seem really cozy!

hyejin: out of hand? training session? do you think he'll get too big for the apartment?

hyejin: i'm sure tae will be happy to see you though! he's been really good, but you're right .. he is growing pretty quickly.

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— (messages). ft jaesun

hyejin: ( picture sent )

hyejin: aah they had those gloves you were talking about

hyejin: i found them at the mall this afternoon

hyejin: i know you don't wear gloves but ...

hyejin: it's getting colder so i got you a pair

hyejin: ( picture sent )

hyejin: i also bought a little sweater for tae :)

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jaesunkim·:

footsteps are a little heavy, lazy little marks in the dirt scattered along the ground. easy to trace them, he thinks, as eyes follow the disappearing crowds, individuals and pairs and little groups wandering off in all sorts of directions. the subway isn’t visibly closed, but it’s definitely shut away for business, now. no midnight trains wandering through the city, not for the residents of seoul. “damn. what would you do if you missed the last train home? i think i’d turn into a wolf and curl up in a bush if i was too far away to run home.” an awkward thought.

the moon sits somewhere above them, hiding behind leaves and clouds. jaesun tilts his head back to look up, feeling the tea cooling in his hands as the warmth seeps into his palms, further heats up his already buzzing temperature. “you know, the first few times i turned, i kept thinking i was going to turn at every single full moon. and, for some time, it really did happen.” speaks mindlessly, words flowing without much thought or editing. ��but then when i learned to control it, i avoided the full moon after that.”

    embarrassment courses through her veins, and hyejin feels her cheeks begin to heat up as jaesun reminds her that his species are not normally prone to feeling the same extreme that gelid temperatures offer to someone of her own species. she’s inhaling through her nose, a bout of apologies for her own ineptitude ready at the tip of her tongue, but she isn’t allowed the chance. instead, her head tilts upward, distracted at his sudden change of topic, her eyes blinking slowly, as he easily moves the conversation to another subject. 

    ❛ i’ve never heard of them before, ❜ she admits after a moment of silence, recollection drawing a blank at the mention of such material before. she listens as jaesun describes the gloves, nodding her head slightly as he mentions its features, and how it would be easier for her to message with them on. ❛ i’ll have to see if i can find more information on them too, ❜ she says once he’s finished, gesturing towards the pathway before them. ❛ thank you, jaesun. ❜ she smiles, a soft tug of her lips curling upwards.❛ maybe next time we go out we could look for them? ❜ 

    though the two of them usually preoccupy themselves late into the evening, hyejin suggests the idea of perhaps an early adventure next time. it’s a welcome idea, she thinks, especially given the fact that the bitter bite of winter is already beginning to nip at them. she’s sure with the temperature steadily beginning to decrease, the chances of them running into other pedestrians will be slim to none. 

    ❛ i— i’d really like one, someday, ❜ hyejin confesses, another dusting of pink coating her cheeks. she’s not sure how it would be caring an animal, but she wonders if she would be able to do so properly, responsibly. she’s always had a soft heart for small creatures, wanting desperately to reach out and smooth her hands over their coats, and yet she’s been too hesitant. ❛ t— they could keep me company, ❜ she continues, pausing to take a sip of her tea. she relishes the warmth still emanating from the cup, and spares another glance at jaesun, another shy grin playing on her features, ❛ then we could take them on walks together too. ❜ 

    the sounds of the last trains no longer fall on her ears, and instead she listens to how the wind whistles through the trees, both her and jaesun’s footsteps falling into unison, crunching forgotten leaves beneath them. she sighs, content with how still the evening is turning out to be for them so far. 

    ❛ i— if i missed the last train? ❜ hyejin blinks a few times, unsure on how to answer the sudden question. she’s never really thought about something like that happening, especially given the only time she really wanders out of the safety of her own territory is when she is with her best friend, hanging out until the first morning train graces the station. ❛ i’m not really sure .. ❜ she replies, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth in thought, ❛ maybe— maybe try to walk home or wait until the next train arrives. ❜

    she almost giggles at how he explains he’d simply make himself comfortable about the shrubbery, but the sudden shift of conversation, lulling from simply inquiry to admittance of how he’d mulled over changing under the moonlight, mellows out the forgotten laughter. she glances up towards the evening sky, searching through the autumn foliage for the crescent moon.

    ❛ were you .. nervous? ❜ she asks, hesitantly, unsure if that is the correct word to describe how he may have felt before. she couldn’t imagine how he must have felt waiting for the moon to rise over the horizon, knowing that once it made it’s appearance that he’d be changed. ❛ do you still avoid the moon now ... ? ❜

▬ half moon. ft jaesun

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▬ crucial star. ft jin

pxradoxxjin

    the glare of the fluorescent tube lighting suspended from the steel rafters reflects off of the bare concrete floor in the inner sanctum. it’s opaque, a stark contrast to the bare light bulbs that had dangled from the wiring a few months ago. it lights up the assortment of metal items that have recently been reclaimed and makes the stack of archaic circuit boards cast a shadow across a makeshift workstation. 

    hyejin emerges from one of the side rooms of their headquarters, footsteps light and almost unnoticeable over the humming sounds from the whirling computers. she maneuvers around swathes of stainless steel, hands gripped tight around a coffee mug as she nears the heart of the command center where she hears the expeditious clicking of someone’s fingers against a keyboard.

    she approaches the station where their leader has been occupied for almost the entire day. she steals a glance at one of the computer monitors, hues drifting to the corner were the time reads that it’s nearly three in the morning. she knows he has been involved in some recent programming, and that he’s engrossed himself into perfecting his latest tasks, but she worries that he’ll exhaust himself if he dedicates too much time to such things.

    hyejin offers him a timid smile, placing the fresh cup of coffee in place of where another had been sitting. it was tepid, overly bitter and lacking real cream — new recruits often attempted to appease the hierarchy, but they never could quite grasp the correct balance for making jin’s ideal beverage. hyejin had managed to perfect it over the past few years, an accomplishment she found herself rather proud to admit.

    ❛ please don’t push yourself too hard, ❜ she says, voice gentle and genuinely concerned about his well being. she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, apprehensive if she should linger or if she should leave him be. she settles for leaving momentarily, disposing of the old coffee mug, before returning and glancing around the nearly empty control room, ❛ i — is there anything i can help you with or  — erm — or something i can get for you? ❜

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delphiniumx·:

    ❛ I’M not too sure. are we allowed to relocate? i assumed the explicit instructions were for this internet cafe, not another. did we input the wrong address? ❜ too many concerns. a handful of them, spilling from between her fingertips, and jueun almost takes her cap off in frustration. but it’s lowered at just the right angle to cover her eyes from sight, not wishing for either of them to be recognised at this present moment. dangerous for them, perhaps, but also a blown cover for their gang. as far from dedication as jueun gets, she still doesn’t want to ruin any missions.

    SHORT moment passes of pure mental contemplation, the ghost’s eyes scanning the immediate area. hand slides down to tap against the back of hyejin’s, signalling for them to make a physical move to the other side. it hadn’t been long since they’d arrived at the cafe, but they’d need to take a seat before long, before anyone noticed their odd lingering. ❛ over here. these set of computers have been left for a while. let’s get curious. ❜

    SEATING herself down immediately, jueun gets to work a mere second later, handling the tiny usb pulled from her jacket’s inside pocket. plugging it into the free computer sitting before her, her eyes dart to the side to momentarily survey hyejin. ❛ okay, take my place. use this computer. it’s all set up for you. ❜ implementation of a specific program, the only one jueun has on hand at the moment, to unveil the hidden files they needed.

    ❛ DON’T worry if you forget the usb. as soon as you’re done reading the files, just close everything and it’ll corrupt itself. ❜ pointless information, perhaps, but necessary for their current mission. jueun hadn’t said it to show off, and so her voice lacks any lustre, stating simple fact with no embellishment. ❛ if i’m not wrong, a clearer picture should show up, ❜ she continues in a soft mumble, body now settled onto the empty chair beside her previously occupied one.

    with her teeth worrying her bottom lip, the adviser scans the establishment one more time in a vain attempt to locate their target. the preliminary survey yields no results, and she instead chances a glance at the female. there’s a moment of silence, a heavy feeling of apprehension weighing down on her shoulders. the unease is lifted momentarily, however, as her eyes move to take in the other at her side once she feels the jueun shift, gesturing for them to cross the distance to a pair of computers that sit unused at the opposite side of the establishment.  

    once they’ve reached their destination, hyejin follows the instructions without hesitation, slipping into where jueun had previously sat as her eyes train themselves on the encryption loading on the screen. she’s thankful that jueun has been the one selected to join her on this assignment as the female is skilled beyond belief when it comes to hacking infiltration. she’s hopping the two of them won’t look so conspicuous now that they’ve taken their seats, huddled together as though they’re having normal conversation.

    ❛ it doesn’t look like the recipient has arrived yet, ❜ she determines after a thorough examination of the files, mentally noting that no one fits the large description of their target at this moment. she contemplates that perhaps they’d retrieved the incorrect intelligence, and maybe they’ve come at the incorrect time on when the subject was supposed to appear.

    ❛ h— how much longer should we stay? ❜ she inquires, mouse hovering over where she can exit out of the screen and easily corrupt the files as jueun had mentioned. surely, they’ve only been here a short amount of time, so them staying for a bit longer wouldn’t been suspicious. though the two of them already seem quite out of place, so hyejin is unsure what is a considerably safe amount of time to occupy the cyber cafe.

THE SPIES — « hyejin. »

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— (messages). ft hyeran

hyeran: OH MY GOD

hyeran: IS THAT A D O G

hyeran: ??????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!

hyeran: AND HIS NAME IS T A E

hyeran: HE IS SO PRECIOUS WTF

hyejin: he's not a dog, silly, he's a wolf cub :)

hyejin: that's what you told me right?

hyejin: were you trying to test me so i could remember?

hyejin: ( picture sent )

hyejin: he looks hungry .. what should i feed him?

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[ ♡ ] Lee Luda Wjsn/cosmic girls icons ⇢ psd used from @forevericons.

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— (messages). ft hyeran

hyejin: ( picture sent )

hyejin: tae seems to like his new home, but he misses you

hyejin: he's been waiting by the door for you to come back

hyejin: hopefully he'll end up liking me that much :)

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jaehwwann·:

“but that must have been frustrating,” he added, giving the adviser a reassuring smile. “i know how people can be. but i have faith you’ll be able to put them back in their place in no time. i know you have it in you, gorgeous. you’re our advisor for a reason.” jaehwan chuckled softly upon catching sight of the pink dusting the other’s cheeks, shaking his hand. “you’re cute,” he mused, brushing the back of his hand against her cheek. a quick yet gentle graze of skin against skin. barely any contact, because he was well aware the female wasn’t the most uncomfortable with being touched. “don’t worry to much about it for now. i’ll handle it.” jaehwan gestured for hyejin to take a seat on one of the couches, before pausing. “shit, i hope i’m not keeping you, am i? do you have places you need to be?” he thought to himself in silence, before making a decision to himself. “well, even if you are, just stay for awhile, okay? i’ll try not to take up too much of your time, and it’s raining anyways. i can make you something to eat so you won’t leave on an empty stomach. don’t refuse, okay? i’ll be sad,” he sighed pitifully, making another pouty face for emphasis. you’d think something like that done on a grown man would be despicable, but he made it work(or so he claimed). jaehwan would like to think he was a special case, though most people would disagree with him. dream crushers, they were.

    geomeun son members weren’t known to be recognizable. there was nothing particularly noticeable about them, and one most likely wouldn’t be able to tell when they’ve crossed paths with someone affiliated with the black hands. they were undetectable for the most part, and never were known to cause tangible commotion as their specialties lied within hacking.

    it was a wonder that the co-leader of such an organization was somewhat of a social butterfly, but perhaps that was the exact reason why they had enlisted someone like him into the hierarchy. hyejin flushes at his affectionate calling, and quickly tries to shake her head to dismiss his praises. she had known jaehwan for quite sometime, and worked alongside him on a daily basis, but his coquettish disposition was never something that her meek and acquiescent temperament could ever grow fully accustomed to handling.

    ❛ n — no, i didn’t get a chance to ask them, ❜ she replies, cheeks burning in embarrassment that she’d been caught too off guard to confront the members who had insisted she leave. she tried to recall if she’d managed to cross paths with them previously, but her mind drew a blank. ❛ i haven’t seen them before, i think they’re the newest recruits, ❜ she says softly, fiddling wither her fingers as she glances downwards.

    ❛ i — i’m sorry, ❜ she apologizes, readying an explanation, but her words are cut short as he reaches out towards her. within a matter of seconds, the flush that had presented itself on her complexion began to flourish. it reddened, traveling from the apples of her cheeks and down towards the nape of her neck before it dispersed beneath the collar of her blouse. the delicate touch that followed his affectionate chatter made her tremble, and she squeezed her eyes shut at the feather-light contact. 

    ❛ i — cu— c-cute — gorg—uhm — er — ❜ hyejin attempts to still her rapidly beating heart, the hammering against her rib cage and the blood rushing to her ears too deafening for her to discern a proper response. she’s sure that he’ll hear the effects of his courting, as if it wasn’t already plain to see he’d effectively flustered the djinn, though it was a common occurrence whenever the two of them interacted. 

    she doesn’t even have time to properly regain her bearings before jaehwan is striking up another conversation, insisting she stay for a little while longer in order to keep him company. hyejin doesn’t deny his request and swallows the lump in her throat, letting out a shaky breath as she moves towards the couches and attempts to make herself as comfortable as possible given the situation. 

    ❛ p— please don’t tease me,❜ she manages, blush still present as he changes the subject, ❛i — uhm — didn’t have anything planned, ❜ she mentions, finally able to compose herself enough to respond to his inquires. she folds her hands into her lap, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as she wills herself to remain calm. she knows that jaehwan is what one would describe as a ‘good-natured flirt’ but his actions never ceased to have her a blushing mess.

    ❛ you don’t have to go through the trouble, ❜ she tries to assure him, head tilting up at the mention of him preparing something. it’s a kind gesture, but she wouldn’t want to cause him any inconvenience. she’s sure he’ll be quick to dismiss her concerns, however, so she continues, shakily trying to meet him halfway as he displays his pouted features, ❛ i — i could help if you’d like, ❜ she offers, ❛ i’m not the best cook, but i’ve been trying to learn more. ❜

▬ interlude. ft jaehwan

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jaesunkim·:

huddling a little further into himself, jaesun takes a few steps to hover beside hyejin this time, instead of in front of her, and watches a partial crowd slip away from the subway. “what did you wanna do tonight? that little cinema i told you about a few weeks ago, the one that usually has midnight showings — it shut down, just two days ago. can you believe my luck?” voice dissipates into a grumble, mouth pressed against the side of his paper cup. “if i had known i was this unlucky, i wouldn’t have googled for a place like that.”

tea spills against his chin, and the wolf almost throws the entire cup and all its contents into a nearby bush. with a heavy sigh, he shifts to lean against one of the walls on the outside, and waits patiently for the latter to come to her own decision. “i mean, there’s always the option of walking around. i have to tell you, though, if we meet a stray wolf in the woods, i’m turning. and you’re gonna either deal with a wolf fight, or you’re gonna have a pet dog by your side. does that sound good to you?”

    the smile splitting from ear to ear on his features is contagious, and hyejin finds herself mirroring his beam, though hers is a little softer in comparison, more sheepish and self-effacing. expressions are normally more withdrawn around others, often never dabbling outside the realms of apprehensive or embarrassed, but jaesun always challenges her barriers and brings out a less perturbed version of herself — he made her feel a little more secure in the world she found herself so fearful and unfamiliar with.

    ❛ you’re right, ❜ she agrees, as there is no room for argument that jaesun is anything other than considerate in her eyes. no matter what time of day it happens to be, he’s always been kindhearted towards her— an outsider he allowed into his protected pack with open arms. she never ceases to cherish their friendship.     she smiles at him again, the notion of something warm and appreciative peeking through, ❛ both me and the tea are very thankful. ❜ it’s a gentle attempt at a jestful remark, but still genuine. hyejin takes a moment to have another sip of her beverage, making a small content hum at how the liquid slides down her throat and warms her stomach. she’s about to lift the cup to her lips once more, but jaesun’s question catches her off guard, and her head tilts up in his direction.

    ❛ m — my gloves? ❜ she blinks, mind reeling back to a few moments before his arrival when she’d had trouble sending him a message. she flushes at the recollection, and looks away from him for a moment to hide her mortification. ❛ i — i have them, ❜ she assures him, clasping the cup in one hand as she reaches into her pockets with the other, tugging on the wool material and effectively pulling one black glove out. ❛ i had trouble messaging you when i was wearing them, ❜ she admits, wondering if it sounds silly. she shifts her weight from one leg to the other before she speaks again, earlier embarrassment now turning into concern, ❛ are your hands cold? do you want to wear them? ❜

    hyejin glances to the side when jaesun shuffles beside her and her gaze follows his towards the subway station. she’d been so nervous when she’d been here by herself a minute or so before, but now she felt more at ease with her companion, ❛ we can always try to find another theater sometime, ❜ she says, lips twitching as he grumbles about his misfortune. as if to add to the tribulations, she watches as his tea splashes against his face and she bites down on her bottom lip to suppress another giggle.  

    ❛ i like the idea of walking around, ❜ she mentions, gaze torn away from him and to the street where most of the populace has already made their way home for the evening. she would feel more comfortable walking around at this hour when there were few people. ❛ i’ve never had a pet before, ❜ she says, hues widening as she considers the idea of her being a caretaker. ❛ d— do you think they’d like me .. ? ❜

▬ half moon. ft jaesun

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anuuiel·:

“sorry,” it was as simple as that, followed by a swift shrug of broad shoulders. curious eyes ran over the contents of the hideout, perhaps slightly clueless in his endeavours. there was a reason he wasn’t an official member of the gang. didn’t know computers or technology like the others did. knew the basics and that was all, enough to get him through day to day life without struggling. it was more than enough. 

instead of delving further into the other’s fright, he instead held up the money, as if it would further explain why he was here. “do you happen to know where this goes? it’s my first time delivering this shit and apparently the higher ups don’t like giving instructions when they’re due.”

    the exchange is somewhat brusque, and hyejin busies herself with attempting to locate the pen while she mulls over how to respond to his acknowledgement. she doesn’t know those who lay on the outskirts of geomeun son very well — normally, her associations lay within the hierarchy, but only as one who gives counsel. times where she’s needed to peruse members have been far and few in between lately, the affiliation sometimes overlooking certain qualifications and examinations due to the need to attract more members. 

    she spots the ballpoint near one of the legs of the writing table, and leans over to collect it before she’s placing it beside the notebook and glancing over to where anuiel stands, earnings held out in her direction.

    ❛ i — i can take it for you, ❜ she says after a moment of consideration, moving from behind the writing table to approach him, but keeping a safe distance. normally, collections would fall into the hands of their bookkeeper, but since their previous one had decided to take a ‘medical leave’ after a particularly rough scuffle with haengunwi chil, both leader and co-leader had been filling in.

    ❛ i’m sorry you had to come all the way here, ❜ she tries, voice soft and genuinely apologetic, hands gesturing for him to leave the money on the desk while she moves to locate their finance records. she can place it away safely until jaehwan returns, knowing he’ll be the best to proceed with depositing it into the correct accounts,  ❛ — can you tell me how much is in there? ❜ 

    >she gnaws on the inside of her cheek after she questions, wondering if perhaps that sounds unprofessional to inquire about. she really didn’t dabble much with their fiscal matters, but she at least knew how to log it for the most part. she reaches for the records, thumbing through a number of pages until she ends on a blank column, glancing over the names listed there, ❛ it’s under .. ❜ she pauses, looking at the margins before up towards him and back again, ❛ anuiel or — uhm, anu .. ? ❜

▬ clandestine. ft anuiel

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