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jiyong.

Jiyong was usually nothing but a cool and collected guy, he had to be with the job he had, but in this situation even though he may look it from the outside he was quite the opposite on the inside. How could he  possibly be calm and collected stuck in an elevator with his first love? The thought if the girl always bringing him intense guilt and regret every time he seen something that reminded him of her, or thought he saw her but really it was someone else. Everything happened years ago but despite being in Seoul or working on a drama or movie, he still often thought about her… their baby and just how stupid he had been. Jiyong tried his phone, hoping that he could call a friend and get then to inform someone that they were stuck but a curse  word fell from his lips as he noticed he had no service in the giant metal box they were in. His jaw clenched as he heard her direct words to him. A voice that once spoke to him so softly and so lovingly couldn’t but found…. but that was understandable. “Yeah.. I’ve moved back..” He sighed and hesitantly looked her way. He thought she was beautiful when they were teenagers but as he took in her appearance now he didn’t know how it was possible but to him her beauty seemed to only increase in the time they’ve been apart. “You uh… you look good, I hope you’ve been doing good as well?” He figured if they were going to be stuck in here he might as well ask her the few questions he had, “ how…” He pauses, unable to think of the right word to call their baby who had to not be a baby anymore. “How is.. how is the..child?” He decided on. He didn’t know it’s name, didn’t know it gender, he didn’t know a thing about anything that has happen in the last 4 years but he didn’t see any harm in trying to figure it out.

              IT SEEMED THERE WAS NO getting out of there anytime soon. besides the alarm button doing nothing, her phone had run out of battery half an hour before and if his curse was anything to go by his phone wasn’t getting any signal either. she hated the fact that deep down she knew she had missed him, she had desperately wanted to see him again the first few months after their break up despite how things had transpired between them. once their son had been born, minha had briefly contemplated looking for him so he could meet the child but what good would that have done?  after jiyong had rejected to be in her and the baby’s life many months ago. “i’m doing good now, jinhae has been a great change.” her tone had evened out, she had never been a person to raise her voice or yell. even when they fought as teenagers she rarely screamed, if anything she’d start crying while demanding answers from him which would result on them making up by the end of it. but now wasn’t like in the past. her jaw clenched at the question, a flood of emotions swarming her as tears prickled at her eyes. she had avoided as much as possible thinking about their baby, ignored it each time someone that knew about it asked. her own family had learned not to mention it in front of her, but she was aware that they wanted to talk about it so badly. her voice remained ice cold, brown eyes devoid of any affection they used to hold whenever jiyong was there. “you’re four years late to ask about him.” truthfully, she had no way of knowing how their son was doing; she had chosen an open adoption so if in the future he wanted to meet his parents he could do so, but until the kid was eighteen there was nothing she could do. she was no longer his mother.

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[ 📩 message : minha🍹🌹 ]

haeji: nooooooo i have so much to dooooo

haeji: i haven't slept a full eight hours in forever

haeji: i can barely get the kids i look after to sleep that long

minha: !!!! that's not healthy !!!!

minha: which apartment are you in??

minha: i'll put the kiddos to sleep, i have a good hand for this and then i'll tuck u in bed!!!

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jiyong.

His days should be less busy in Jinhae, but it seemed his days were just as busy as if he were in Seoul. He had some off time for a while since his last drama had finished just a few short weeks ago so he had come home to Jinhae for a break. A break that only seemed to be filled with constantly busy days with plan of events or trips to see his parents and just about everything in between. It had been a day with his mother that left him getting back to the apartments late. She had insisted on him staying for dinner since he barely came around anymore, so he of course agreed to stay since he had a hard time telling his mother no. Getting out of his car, he carried a few glass dishes full of the left overs from dinner as he noticed the elevator doors starting to close and he didn’t want to wait. With a jog he made it to the elevator and pushed the door open again and they came to a close after a few short moments. Though as soon as the door shut though he wished they had opened and he could escape. There in the elevator was his first love, the girl he owed a huge apology to. Maybe if he was lucky and stayed quiet she wouldn’t open her eyes, but he figured the chances of that were low once the elevator started to move but then only a little while after came to a halt. Stuck between two floors.

               THE NOISE OF THE DOORS CLOSING and the soft swing of the elevator as it started going up informed her that it was moving, prompting her to open her eyes. which she instantly regretted once she realized there was someone else next to her, but not just a random neighbor. no, her luck had run out apparently. it was the former love of her life, the one guy who had broken her heart to no repair. as if fate didn’t hate her enough, the elevator suddenly stopped between two floors. minha tried pressing a few buttons but it wouldn’t buldge, so they had to wait for someone to notice since the alarm button didn’t seem like it was of any help either. “great, just great.” she huffed, caressing her temple as she felt a headache coming. she needed to sleep for a few hours but it seemed as if she was going to spent god knows how long trapped with her ex boyfriend, who she hadn’t seen in about four years since he walked out of her life just like it never meant a thing. “i heard you moved here from all the buzz from the paps, san was fuming about it when he heard.” her lip quirked up as she talked, her obvious dislike of him dripping from her words. minha wasn’t one for conflict, but she was still healing from the scars left by jiyong, so her otherwise nice and bubbly personality had turned to bitter ashes in the tip of her tongue.

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[ 📩 message : minha🍹🌹 ]

haeji: the person at the coffeeshop just looked at me and said "wow, you're awake early today!"

haeji: jokes on them, i havent slept yet

haeji: .....

haeji: i should not be proud of that.

minha: ummmm

minha: you're going to bed immediately young lady

minha: you need to sleep at least 8hrs ://

[okminha]

❛ closed starter  ;  @ofcjiyong !

         RESTING HER BACK AGAINST one of the elevator’s walls, minha sighed tiredly. she had been up since the early hours of the morning working on a new coctail she had thought of before, the local club was a fairly popular spot and she had a certain fame of being a great mixologist. thus she had almost drove herself mad by how much time she spent mixing different drinks to create a new variety for her work place, often missing her sleeping schedule or skipping meals because she didn’t realize time worked so earnestly against her. she was finally going back to her apartment and while she lived on the first floor, she was so tired she decided to use the elevator just this one time. she had even gotten flowers from hana as a gift and bought a few paintings to decorate her walls, so going up the stairs with so many things seemed like an impossible task for minha. her eyes were closed behind her glasses, she had foregone contacts today, as she waited for the doors to close. 

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jungsook.

“you’re a natural mother, i know.” she replied with her own laugh, reaching out to take her hand and squeezing it with her own. “no, no, i’m… okay, maybe i’m kind of cute.” she replied before making a pose jokingly. 

      ANOTHER LAUGH ESCAPED her lips as her roommate striked a pose, turning into a more adorable version of herself if that was even possible. “you’re too much.” minha pinched her cheeks playfully, shaking her head fondly. “before you make me die out of cuteness, should we get something to eat? ”

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jungsook.

Jungsook smiled at her roommate, and friend, and thanked her as she fixed the rose behind her ear. “Look at you, being all motherly again.” she teased, poking her friends cheek. “Stop it, I’ll blush.”

          FONDNESS WRAPPED ITSELF around minha, a smile permanently added to her lips whenever jungsook was around. the other girl was adorable and could be like a tiny puppy, making the brunette wish to protect her at all costs. “i can’t help it” she laughed, aware of her fame as a mom friend. “you look even cuter when you blush though.”

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The beauty inside (2015)

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jungsook.

“Hey, isn’t this- Oh, no!” she turned to look at the rose that had just fallen from behind her ear and onto the floor, then sighing as she looked up to the other person she was with. “The one time I try to look cute, and it’s a total failure. Typical.” she giggled.

     AN AMUSED SMILE painted itself on her face at the sight in front of her, her roommate was adorable  --  so much that it tugged at her heartstrings. bending down to pick it up, minha kept her smile on her lips as she fixed the rose behind jungsook’s ear again. “there, all fixed. you look cute all the time, it makes me want to pinch your cheeks.”

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keith.

“i’m extremely fine.” he reassured with a nod and a grin that seemed to always be on his face. keith shook his head. “nah, i’m only using these to cool off. i checked earlier, they’re ice cold.” he answered before resting one of the cans against his cheek and relaxing his shoulders exaggeratedly. “dang, that feels good.”

        WITH A RELIEVED SIGH, minha allowed a smile to bloom on her lips as she nodded. amusement filled her eyes as she watched the guy press a cold beer against his cheek, probably to combat the almost agonizing heat they had to deal with. “this weather’s awful, i’d wish we could have done this little gathering somewhere inside with air conditioning.” luckily for them the place that had been chosen had tall and wide trees that provided some kind of shade, which the brunette used to shield herself from the sunrays. “i’m minha by the way, i live in apartment 105.”

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hana, dul, set. and last but not least, my last & third child!!  i’m finally going to shut up and stop making intro posts so i can message all of you bless. hwang minha, 21 year old, mixology gal who works at the club & lives in apt 105. she’s the saddest muse i have right now and she was based off an old muse i adore so much, she needed a comeback!!  (  like gfriend, coming back august 1st thanks for ur attention )  here’s her stats & no plots page yet because i didn’t make one but it’d be a copy&paste from jiae & hajoon’s sO!  yknow the drill by now, like this and i’ll im you (  from jiae’s acc )

trigger warnings: underage pregnancy, adoption, post-partum depression

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❛  dasom !

“for a second, i thought this was a welcoming party since i moved in this morning. i feel bad.” dasom mumbled, giggling as she pushed her hair behind her ears and looking around the place. she wasn’t usually a nervous person, but she was finally going to live without her parents and there were a lot of people she didn’t know yet. 

     WITH A BLOOMING SMILE, minha was quick to greet her new neighbor in the complex. she was one to always talk with as many people as she could, having new friends was never a bad idea. “i’m minha, welcome to jinhae then! ” she had been working on some coctails with a low level of alcohol for the little event, since getting all of them drunk wouldn’t be a good idea tonight. “i live in apartment 105. might as well consider it a welcoming party for you since it’s nice to have new faces around here.”

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❛  keith !

he didn’t remember who told him to go and carry the ice box filled with chilled drinks from the lobby all the way outside to where the little event was happening, but they definitely didn’t help him out. keith had to use a bit of muscle to half carry half drag the box out by himself, almost tripping on the threshold of the door leading out. “i’m okay…” he said to no one in particular. keith finally got there and left it where he managed to drag it, now standing straight and huffing, but grinning nonetheless. “beer’s here.” he spoke, catching his breath, then bent down again to grab himself a few cans, not being able to handle how hot it was. “god damnit, i need maybe like… five of these, i’m dying.”

       WORKING AT THE LOCAL CLUB gave minha the advantage of choosing what to bring with to the little even that was held in the field near the complex. as a mixologist who spent her working hours playing with different drinks to come up with new coctails for the clients, this was a good opportunity to show those talents and give her neighbors something refreshing at the same time as buzzing. the brunette spotted someone carrying  an ice box filled with what she assumed was cold drinks and quickly walked over, half in worry at seeing the guy struggle and half curious to see what they were. “are you okay? ”  she asked, kind of amused when he started picking way too many cans of beer in her opinion. so they had beer so far, seemed like she’d really have to break into the club’s stash to bring something different to the table. she had never been the beer kind of girl. “drinking so many of those will only make you more thirsty.”  she commented again with a small smile, her natural worry for others showcasting slightly. 

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hana, dul, set. and last but not least, my last & third child!!  i’m finally going to shut up and stop making intro posts so i can message all of you bless. hwang minha, 21 year old, mixology gal who works at the club & lives in apt 105. she’s the saddest muse i have right now and she was based off an old muse i adore so much, she needed a comeback!!  (  like gfriend, coming back august 1st thanks for ur attention )  here’s her stats & no plots page yet because i didn’t make one but it’d be a copy&paste from jiae & hajoon’s sO!  yknow the drill by now, like this and i’ll im you (  from jiae’s acc )

trigger warnings: underage pregnancy, adoption, post-partum depression

unlike what you might think, minha had a pretty nice childhood & first years of highschool were nice too!!

she was one of the popular girls, head cheerleader, dating one of the guys from the football team, golden couple, would probably win prom king & queen??

so here’s the catch, she gets pregnant at age 17

she panics & tells a friend  (hey look a plot!) but hours later everyone knows abt it ://

so she hurries to tell her bf herself cause its a pretty important thing??

he tells her he doesnt want the baby and she gotta raise it alone ://

(hello hmu if u wanna be the baby daddy)

she refuses to get an abortion and actually wants to raise it as her own but her parents barely make enough to pay for their two daughters’ needs so a new kid is p much impossible for them??

and the father refuses to acknowledge the baby exists so they’re all :// cause minha’s parents do support her decision

she drops out of high school halfway through her pregnancy & focuses on the baby, kinda studies whenever she can because she wants to get an education after her baby’s born

sooo 9 months later and she gives birth to a healthy kid!!

but ://

she realizes she can’t do it?? she can’t be a mom?? 

at first she thinks its because she’s new to this whole thing & it gets better but it really doesn’t 

she feels disconnected to her baby, is moody & snaps at anyone, feels the anxiety of not being able to properly be a mom and care for her baby escalate quickly 

& she just...can’t??

that added to her parents already struggling with money & all so she makes a one time choice she’d later regret (years later)

she gives the baby up for adoption because it deserves good parents ://

minha gets diagnossed with post-partum depression & gets help on how to deal with it & make peace with her choice of giving the baby up for adoption

takes time for herself, focuses on studying again, all that stuff

soo years later & she regrets giving it up for adoption even if it was the best choice back then so she’s p sad about it 

she doesnt really talk about it so you’d never know she’s hurting or sad tbh

to make up for the fact that her baby’s gone and might never get to know her (it was an open adoption so she could meet the kid if it wanted) she projects onto others

like she’s p much a mom friend

she treats everyone warmly, will be the encouraging friend & the one who’d pick your muse up from the club when they’re wasted

currently working as a mixologist because she liked reading & studying about it, practice was even better and boom she got a job at jinhae!!

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She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

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