jihoonmk

[jihoonmk]

after having been away from australia for so long, jihoon honestly never thought that he would ever see anyone from his home country ever again. no one even really knew where he was, his father being the sole reason behind him losing contact with even those that he held dearest in this world. the hope of even feeling that same old comfort that he once had back then suddenly disappeared the day that his father fled with him to korea. the one person that could even make jihoon smile at times, the person who could give him some sort of hope, was even 'taken' from him.

even though he had tried his best to find some sort of 'happiness', especially after managing to lie to his father and more or less go into hiding, he still couldn't gain what he once had so long ago. well, that's what he thought at least. never did he expect that he would be able to run into youngha again, though it's as if someone out there was pitying him enough to give him another chance to find that smile of his which he lost recently.

he can hear his name being called out, the familiar voice breaking him out of his trance and stopping him dead in his tracks for a moment. looking over in the direction where youngha is, jihoon wants to smile but it's almost as if he had forgotten how to do so. it's not like it had been that long, though it feels like it had been an eternity since the two had last seen one another, no matter how many times he saw the other male now.

finally making his way towards youngha, jihoon does his best to muster up a smile ( or rather something that seems like one ). "hey...." his voice sounds almost weak, which he wanted so badly to hide yet failed at doing so. "i'm doing good.... h-how about you?"

no matter how many days go by, there's still that fear in the back of jihoon's mind that his father will pop up at any moment, and now the new fear that slowly begins creeping in of youngha disappearing right in front of him. maybe that's why, the moment that he gets close enough, jihoon practically throws himself into the others arms without a single care in the world about who could possibly be watching. he just really missed youngha.

› see you again . . . !

even after he had a few years to adjust to seoul, youngha stop himself from longing for home. socially, he doesn't struggle. youngha is more than capable of creating another circle of friends. korea is a beautiful country, what's meant to be his home—and yet, youngha still misses the home he had left behind back in australia, along with the people he had grown up knowing. despite finally meeting the relatives his parents would talk about so often, he hasn't exactly made a stable connection with them. personally, youngha can't fathom why his parents desperately sought their approval, but it's nothing youngha has a say in. all he can do is accept his circumstances, all the while stomping on his desire to go back.

but, there are silver linings. he's enjoying his time in university, the lessons aren't all too bad, and his grades aren't terrible either. young has been making friends too, like he had hoped! if he was forced to pick one thing that he's grateful for though, it would be his unexpected reunion with ( @jihoonmk ), something he never thought to be possible.

that being said, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. more often than not, he'd spot a frown etched onto jihoon's face, especially after a visit from home. youngha never pried into the cause of jihoon's sudden disappearance, as long as he can see jihoon then youngha is more than content. still, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that something is amiss, even if jihoon doesn't say anything.

today seems to be one of those days.

he can easily find jihoon from the corner of his eyes, and there it is—the lack of a smile, which honestly makes youngha's chest feel heavy. "hoonie, over here!" he calls out from the other end of the courtyard, approaching with gentle steps. at the sight of his old friend, youngha musters a bright grin. "i've been wanting to see you! how are you doing?" he tries to go for subtle, hoping he doesn't step on any boundaries.

[jihoonmk]

so, this is probably the latest i've ever been with an intro post (a week? i think....) anywho! it's just me, jiwoo's mun here with a 2nd (but not really a new muse, just bring life back to a muse who has actually lived a few times before and i have a special attachment to hehehe). meet kang jihoon, my sweet boy with quite a bit of trauma (which i won't get into here much + will make sure to use tw's as needed!).

he's my black bird manipulation baby who just wants to fit in and feel like he belongs somewhere. he can also do a bit of dream walking, but he's sort of afraid to use his minor ability due to the risks of it (listed on his profile).

anyway, i'll list below a few things to know about him for plotting purposes so if you'd like to plot with this boy here feel free to like this post and i'll slide into your dm's! (i will be getting to jiwoo's stuff tomorrow, i promise i haven't forgotten anyone. it's just been a really hectic week. ;;). of course i also have a discord but that's only available upon request if it's easier for you to plot there! ^^

things to know:

jihoon is from Melbourne, Australia where he previously lived with his mother and father (who was, and still is, completely unaware of this magical world that jihoon is a part of and he would very much like to keep it as a secret from the man for as long as he possibly can).

family death tw: his mother sadly passed away when he was 17 years old, leaving behind only jihoon and his father. her death took a major toll on not only jihoon, but his father as well (taking her death extremely hard to the point where he began to change after).

jihoon isn't exactly close to his father, even more so after everything that happened when it just became the two of them. it's part of the reason why he managed to 'train himself' to be 'invisible' in others' presences and learned to keep to himself when in rooms with other people.

abuse tw/alcohol tw/family death tw: after his mother's death, jihoon's father began drinking uncontrollably. it got so bad to the point that he began drunkenly taking his sorrow/anger out on jihoon, often beating him to make himself 'feel better' while dealing with the death of his wife. jihoon learned over time to just stay still and take the beatings that he received, knowing that if he tried to stop his father, run away, or even begged him to stop then the beatings would only get worse. eventually the man fled Australia and moved to busan in order to evade any of his wife's family, running out of excuses as to why they couldn't check up on jihoon and see how he was managing after his mother's passing.

the day that an elder visited jihoon, thankfully his father was too 'out of it' and passed out on the bedroom floor to even notice any visitors. this day was the one day that gave jihoon the slightest bit of hope of even having some sort of 'happiness' in his life. a life away from the not-so-perfect life that he has at home with his father.

it took quite a bit of convincing to finally get his father to agree and let him leave busan to go to 'seoul', telling the man that he would have a better 'job' opportunity there and that he'd be able to give the man even more money. thus giving jihoon the chance to get away from the man and more or less go into hiding where he could start a new life for himself in jeju.

it's only when jihoon arrives in jeju that he realizes he had never been on his own before, making him even more nervous and aware of his own surroundings. even after starting his studies, he mainly kept to himself and would be known as that one kid in the back of the class. the kid that was always so quiet and didn't have many friends, despite others actually trying to approach him to befriend him.

even now, in his junior year, jihoon has very few friends and mostly keeps to himself. he works in order to feed himself, is one of those students that always turns his work in on time, and can even be found gazing up at the starts most nights while lost in his own thoughts. no one really knows what's going on inside that head of his, and it seems that his only 'friend' is his companion (aside from the few that managed to break through those walls he had previously built up around himself).