#cheolsu. conversation

[lycanus]

to @interxstitial ... for julien

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜ dialogue prompts ... accepting

team. is that what they were calling it? names and information, party invitations and anything else julien wanted. all in exchange for keeping dohwan alive. julien could ask for anything he wanted, put cheolsu in any amount of danger, and he'd agree. what choice did they have? what kind of team was that? "was that a compliment, or is there something you want from me?" they ask.

[lycanus]

If his heart could beat, it would be pounding under Billie's hand.

For now, Cheolsu can only hope that his fingers aren't trembling as he presses them over Billie's, desperate to keep her here. To keep her close. He'll always worry, and he thinks she knows that. It's impossible not to, when he's finally gotten close to someone. It's impossible not to when he cares more than he should.

But she says she'll stay, for a little while. She'll tell them, whenever she wants to leave. She'll—

She'll kiss them. And they'll freeze up like the fool they are.

Her lips are unbearably soft. Cheolsu kisses her back for only a moment before pulling away just enough to stare at her. Their mind is racing and yet it takes them far, far too long to form a single thought. "You...... All this time. All your flirting. You mean it."

She sees the way their face falls when she lets her hand drop, so Billie does what she'd intended to do in the first place and lets it rest softly on their chest.

What they're saying is exactly what she's been wanting to hear - that they care about her so much, and in that way.

"You don't have to worry about what's happened to me, I promise." It's a soft thing, and she closes a little more of the distance between them. Cheolsu might not want to tie her down, but Billie wants to be tied. To him, with him. She has no intentions of leaving again - and privately, she doesn't actually think they want her to go either. Why else would they react this strongly? Still- "If I leave again, I'll tell you. But I'm not going anywhere for a while, okay?"

Then, as if to punctuate her promise, Billie leans in to press a soft kiss to their lips.

[r4bidog]

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" (Yongsun's being a little silly after the previous ask)

 ah the worm conversation , the ugly phase of every relationship that he's heard his friend was going through . cheolsu wasn't the best partner out there but he knew what to tell his girl when questions like this arose — and he never let gangjae in on his secrets of a comparably healthy relationship . as healthy as it got , considering they're both men of the same drug business culture . . . he looks up from his phone . to his ‘ partner ‘ ( – that's what he'd like to call yongsun because no one else was entering gangjae's bedroom for a long time now ) , who was dressed in his pyjamas and looked absolutely beautiful with his weird clay mask all over his face – gangjae pauses . takes in a deep breath , then shakes his head ; ❛ nah man i hate worms . . . they don't even have eyes . ❜

[lycanus]

for @r3dblccd ... to anyone

"hey, shh, i've got you. are you okay?" cheolsu stands between them and the person who's been bothering them, fury making their eyes flicker between brown and red. "we can leave now if you want. or i can get them to fuck off." he'll listen to whatever his friend tells him, but selfishly, he hopes he'll get to make that asshole suffer for the way they were treating them.

[lycanus]

to @justsurvival ... for olivier

"do you ever....... get tired of cooking?" cheolsu knows he did, back when he needed to eat. but then again, the food he's barely been able to afford back then didn't taste anywhere near as good as olivier's does. "i know you like your job, but.... do you ever go home, and realize that you have to cook for yourself too, and do you just.... not want to do it?"

[lycanus]

cheolsu likes to think that they’ve done well over the past century. that they’re fully capable of taking care of themself. but this isn’t just about them. not anymore. they haven’t gone home in days, getting fitful bursts of sleep in the work break room and a dim corner of the library and even in the thin forest on the edge of town. they have people to take care of now. people that spencer doesn’t know about yet.

“shit.” cheolsu runs a hand through his hair, voice low and strained. “is there any way i can lead them out of town and then shake them off?” he doesn’t think spencer will like that idea very much. he still…… struggles to define their relationship, but he knows that he cares, in some way. and he’s also fairly sure that spencer won’t like hearing how big of a secret he’s been keeping. “i have people here that i need to….. to keep safe. i don’t want your family getting to them. or you.”

open — anyone ( m or nb if romantic ) genre — supernatural muse — spencer beebe ( he / him ), 25, cis man, gay. socially awkward radio host. former hunter who never really liked the job, then retired after losing a leg during a hunt, saving a werewolf. plot — spencer was once the youngest son of a prominent hunting family, but one thing led to another, and now he's advising y/m, a supernatural creature, how to evade his family.

there's no mistake about it, not after hearing directly from the other what they'd seen outside — spencer grimaces through the entire explanation of the evening, making silent note of the clues they'd picked up on that had brought them to the conclusion that they're being hunted. the navy jeep that he's slept in the back of more nights than the living room couch, the description of the man eying them at the bar... it was almost an exact match to his oldest, meanest brother. spencer exhales shakily, scrubbing at his mouth. "yeah. it's them," he whispers, chewing nervously on the inside of his cheek. it's not a secret where spencer comes from — at least, not between the two of them. "... it'll be okay. we'll figure it out. i know their tricks."

[lycanus]

tag drop. 5

[lycanus]

"oh." he's trying so hard to be calm and collected and polite, but it's not good enough. julien sees right through him, and his chest tightens with shame. cheolsu will be so disappointed. "yes, of course, i'm sorry," he says, bowing slightly once again as he steps back. julien suggests casual conversation, and that's probably for the best, but dohwan's mind simply can't stray for the topic at hand. "........does it hurt? being bitten?" he asks quietly after a long moment, gaze falling on julien's neck before he stares at the ground. "cheolsu hyung says it doesn't, that it can feel good, but..." without meaning to, dohwan's hand lifts to touch the scars on his own throat. "i think he's just telling me that to make me feel better. he doesn't think i can do this."

years of preparation and learning to control every little micro-expression save julien from rolling his eyes at dohwan's continued hesitation. he wishes this could all be done with, but julien has to exercise patience. if he scares dohwan off and sends him crying to cheolsu, the latter will certainly cut off all ties and ruin no small amount of julien's hard work. schooling his features into a neutral expression, julien takes a slow, silent breath in and pulls the collar of his shirt back into place. (the buttons, however, remain undone.) "i need you to calm down a little," he answers, mirroring dohwan's polite tone. "if you're this jumpy when you feed from me, i won't feel very safe about you stopping when i tell you to. so just sit down with me for a second, okay? tell me something about your day, or an embarrassing story about cheolsu. i'm always in the market for those."

[lycanus]

It's been a while since they had time to be together like this. Dohwan has needed a lot of attention, and Cheolsu is at least trying to maintain his appearance as a normal human. But finally, finally, they have the night to themselves at Billie's house. And they've wasted no time.

She's just as hard as he is, and Cheolsu moans at the feeling, stroking her slowly over her panties as he nibbles at her collarbone. He wants to leave his mark, wanted her to see signs of him when they separate.

"Want you too," they breathe out, lifting their head again to kiss her. "Wanna fuck me?" They've learned how happy they both are to take on any role, and they'll do the same tonight, but Cheolsu would be lying if they said they didn't want her inside them.

@lycanus sent [ between ] Cheolsu slips a hand between Billie’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

Billie hadn't really been keeping track of his hands while they were so wrapped up in each other - the hand that slips under her skirt is a surprise, but not an unwelcome one.

He finds her hard - the answer to his question so very clearly a yes, but still Billie catches his lips in a kiss and nods.

"I want you." She murmurs, pressing her hips into his hand.

[lycanus]

They knew that Misty could take care of herself. Cheolsu knew better than most how deceiving appearances could be—and they’d seen Misty in action enough to know she could have handled the man on her own. They just didn’t think she had to. Cheolsu watched the man stumble off, only returning his attention to his friend once he was convinced that the stranger had truly fucked off. “Of course. Gotta do something to make up for how shitty tonight has been.” It wasn’t his fault that she’d been bothered, but he still felt bad. Cheolsu wanted to treat her well for however long she stayed in his life.”

Her parents didn't raise a bitch, it wouldn't be her first time beating a man's ass up. This type weren't usually much strong to give her a challenge anyway. One shouldn't get fooled by her appearance that to many might scream 'daddy's princess' to them. Well... she was. But she could also take care of herself. Even if that meant causing a little bit of chaos. Thankfully Cheolsu was here to stop her from going that far. She looked at them once they made that annoying guy leave. "Sure. Can we get burgers on the way?"

[lycanus]

He watches her hand fall and lets his heart plummet with it.

Is this really what he's become? In his efforts to seem like he fucking knows what he's doing, has Cheolsu truly pushed everyone so far away? In his attempts to keep his heart safe, has he made Billie believe that she doesn't matter?

It hurts. It all fucking hurts.

"You are important," they say slowly, weight hanging on every word. "Yes, I need to look after Dohwan but—how can I focus on him when I'm worried about what's happened to you?" They're past the point of shame. Let them flay themself open for her. Maybe that'll be enough.

"I don't want to tie you down. I can't control you, I don't want to. But please...... tell me when you leave. At least just let me know."

"I didn't mean to worry you." And it's true - Billie takes a step closer to close some of the distance between them - raising a hand to set on their chest comfortingly, but dropping it at the last second thinking it might be unwelcome. "I thought if I made a big deal, I'd be distracting you from what's really important."

Clearly, though, she was wrong. Not only should she not have left without saying goodbye, she shouldn't have left at all. Fingers twist in the front of her blouse.

"I'm sorry, Cheolsu."

[lycanus]

he waits, impatient and anxious, as julien types. there's never a calm moment with him. cheolsu can never really know what he's thinking, what he means, if he's really telling the truth—but god, he hopes he means it when he says cheolsu will be home in time for his plans. he hates to let dohwan down, but he'll do it if it means keeping him alive. but this...... this is not what they expected. "a...... book club?" cheolsu sits back in their seat, blinks stupidly. waits for the punchline. they have several questions and concerns.... but in the end, all they say is "shouldn't i read the book before going to the book club?"

"no need. you'll be done by four, so you can hang out with dohwannie all evening." the smile on julien's face never falters, as confident as the glimmer in his eyes. after a few beats, his gaze shifts from cheolsu to the phone between his hands, ringed thumbs tap-tap-tapping away. a quiet chime confirms his message has been sent, and julien sets the device down face-up before fixing his attention back on cheolsu. "i'm going to a book club meeting, and you're my plus-one. it's very casual."

[lycanus]

He could hear Misty's heart pounding, and he was glad to know it was rage, not fear. He felt guilty for getting distracted for long enough to let this man bother her, but at least he could fix it now. "Back the fuck off," Cheolsu said to the stranger, eyes glimmering red as he used his powers to compel him. "Learn how to take a hint and leave people alone." It wasn't the kind of command that would really stick, but maybe the crowd would be free of his terrible social skills for the rest of the night. Turning back to Misty, they draped their arm over her shoulders, hoping to steady her and to keep her from putting anyone in a coma. Or worse. "I can take you home now, if you want," they offered gently.

"Fine. Do I look fine to you?" As much as Misty tried to keep a straight face, she was actually fuming on the inside. That guy who kept talking to her was so damn annoying, and the last thing she wanted was to deal with some stupid man who couldn't take a hint. Misty was literally using all her energy to stop herself from causing a scene. But by the time her friend also showed up, she was ready to snap. She sighed. "Let's just go, before I put that douche into a coma myself or worse."

[lycanus]

Cheolsu grinds their teeth, gaze trained firmly on the shoulder seam of Billie’s shirt. It’s safer than looking at her. It’s safer than letting themself act upset.

“What was it like, then?”

Her explanation stings. Is this what she thinks of him? Is this truly how he comes across to her? “Of course I missed you, Billie, you’re my best friend, I—I was worried.” And the last thing he needs right now is someone else to worry about. He's spread thin enough already. He's scared already.

@lycanus | Cheolsu said ❛  why did you leave without saying goodbye?  ❜

"It wasn't like that, baby."

Wasn't it?

Isn't it easier to leave without saying goodbye and then play it off when she turns back off? After all, they're simply friends (no matter how much Billie flirts), and she doesn't see the point in drawn-out farewells.

Still, she's also not trying to provoke an argument, so she softens.

"I guess I just wasn't sure you'd miss me that much, that's all."

[lycanus]

nice is something that julien has never been, of this much cheolsu is sure. they are not friends; julien does not care about him or dohwan. if he’s truly trying to relax cheolsu, butter him up so he lets his guard down, he’s doing a terrible job. doesn’t he know that true kindness is wildly out of character for him? or does he think cheolsu is that stupid? “…i was going to have a movie night with dohwan,” they admit softly, leaning in a bit to not disturb the ambience. “we’ll reschedule. what do you need me to do?”

"relax, mon cher. i'm only being nice." the delicate lift of one shoulder, lips curved in a teasing smile, fluttering lashes. the world's a stage, and julien stands proudly in the limelight. in the pit, the conductor leads the orchestra through a slow decrescendo, and the lights dim for a more intimate atmosphere. they're only two people, talking, sharing. "anyway, what are you doing this saturday?" julien asks, shifting in his seat to turn towards cheolsu. "you don't have plans, right?"