SHAMELESS.

IS ACCEPTING & @deep-dark-andmysterious ( thanks for sending, feel free to make a separate thread for it too! )

crazy was the last thing wonwoo wanted to hear from another’s lips, as if they manage to collect enough pieces for them to use against him. he’s been sane, at least pretended to be. hence is why he remains alone for long periods of time in order to recollect himself from snapping at another the way he did to her, to that man. it’s a mere taunting memory to the man now. 

eyes forced shut briefly, tongue swiped over his lips in thought before they fluttered open to see the other’s fragile presence. “harsh.” he said, head tilting to the side before he chuckles at such a obvious statement from the young woman herself. “how would you know that? i’m pretty relaxed, chill even.” wonwoo lies straight through his teeth when he defends himself from an accusation. 

IS ACCEPTING & @scftpain ( thanks for sending, feel free to make a separate thread for it too! )

insanity shown from the way he’s caught off guard from the other’s movements, must’ve lost their damn mind in the process of trying to hurt someone else. or perhaps, he was a target to the other hence is why they’re in the position they’re in right now. movements come into a halt, lips pressed together to keep quiet with eyes resting over the other’s pair. no sense of emotion within the pair of eyes that belongs to the opposite. 

“hey - we don’t have to do this.” he says calmly, hands lifted up as indication that there’s no weapons in sight of him ( or in this grasp; pocket knife resting on the back pocket. ) daniel isn’t nervous, knowing that he was quite level headed when it comes to these situations, knows how to defend himself during acts of violence when it’s the last thing he wants to do to another person. 

IS ACCEPTING & @busanbunnie ( thanks for sending, feel free to make a separate thread for it too! ) 🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

they’ve spent more time together than usual, despite her boyfriend being a friend of his own. he doesn’t see anything wrong with trying to be her friend even though in the long run it’ll cause issues but daniel tries to reason with the other male every single time. there’s no harm done, he isn’t someone breaking any boundaries in the process of it and hana’s nothing more  than a friend of his now. 

it’s getting late out, got caught up in their deep conversations while hiking up to the pathway he goes to most of the time to train his stamina for his occupation. there’s a beautiful view at the top, a couple of benches for people to place themselves in to rest. during the walk up the young male can hear the small whines emitting through her lips, they’re completely different when it comes to these things but he slows his pace; even offers to pick her up behind his back to get them up there. 

there’s no ounce of bright light when coming back down and daniel can feel how fearful she’s becoming with every step down despite there being a staircase. “come on,” he beckons the woman to be the one in back so at least when she trips or looses her balance, she can clasp onto his broad shoulders to remain balance once again. 

“w-wait a minute,” again, hana begins to whine and the other simply smiled apologetically for the pace he’s going. he forgets that he’s not alone during this walk and there’s someone he has to watch over for. with each step, they’re closer to getting down. he can feel a hand grasping onto his arm, a small yelp sliding right out of her petite lips and his head turns to look over. 

it’s one in the morning, he’s still in the building finishing last minute assignments that his own assistant couldn’t do for him. he doesn’t protest due to confidential information gathered through these important documents but it’s put to rest into the secured cabinet. he leaves his work in order to walk towards his vehicle but something lingering in the air bothers him. the small hairs on the back of his neck tickles him and he looks from side to side to check if anyone was around. 

no one, or at least in a human’s eye it seems like that. 

he can sense presence by the stench of their blood and he acknowledges the individual a couple of feet away from where he stands, waiting for him to stay still so he can pull the trigger. the bullet digging deep within his skull, announcement of the deceased calling at one fifteen in the morning. 

he’s here, beverage in one hand and company besides him. he rarely goes out, especially around these types of environments. wonwoo isn’t one to judge and he’s enjoying the amount of women around him as of right now. he tries to keep that type of positivity to himself, no emotion spread through his visage and he’s relaxed despite the heavy music playin in the background. 

also, he was minding his business but when a whole two hour passed he sees someone too familiar in the sharp eye. he choked then sipping his drink. she’s in a whole different attire, make up a little heavier than usual but wonwoo recalls a friend when seeing one. 

“ Bro…, you’ve gotta be lying if you said you haven’t taken a hit before, or else that’s pretty sad — AH yes, how can I help you?” Adrien replies nonchalantly, head snapping in the direction of an elderly woman with a query. He beams a smile, gesturing in the direction of the industrial refrigerators towards the back of the store. “ Fermented soybean paste? At the back, ma’am, by the pepper paste. You’re welcome! ”

Driving her away with pleasantries, he turns back to Daniel, who by now is adorning a defeated expression simply talking about his love life - or lack there-of. It was almost pitiful to look at, given that he was hunched into the small space, with his knees folded to squeeze in. Adrien laughs, with a sarcastic eyeroll. “Dude, you sound like you’re going through a mid-life crisis. Loosen up a little, hyung, seriously. Maybe a hook up might even do you some good.”

His hands are occupied, scanning the soybean paste and a pack of pepero (—he presumed it wasn’t for the lady in question, her teeth seemed they would fall out if she sneezed too hard) to place into a plastic bag. When they aren’t, he joins Daniel on the ground, with mock-annoyed expression. “What ?! Hyung -”

His protest is expressed with knitted brows, and he grabs the phone back, quickly typing something in reply to the female on the other side of the screen.

“She took a g e s to convince, and she’s HOT too… Buy her a coffee at least, man.”

now he understands why people refer to him as an ‘old man’ because he didn’t live a little. he didn’t inhale his lung with nicotine or marijuana, didn’t drink ( or at least to where he blacks out ) not even anything along the lines of where he’s too messed up basically. daniel was in the process of getting into the police force, his records had to be clean and his father was a police officer he would haunt him in his dreams for the rest of his life if he did things he shouldn’t do. 

he mumbles his response, trying not to attract too many people with his existence. he wasn’t allowed to be here despite the younger male protesting that he should stay when he’s free. “i wasn’t allowed to, can’t have my mother crying to me wondering where she went wrong in raising me.” he jokes, a weak, dry laugh slipping through his lips. 

his expression was basically an explanation of all the times he would hang out with his friends. frustrated and annoyed, hearing the same repetitive comments about his lack of romance or the lack of inappropriate connections he should have with women who would spread their legs so easily for him. daniel’s not about that, he respects women. sex before marriage is what he believes in ( so rare, he knows. ) “uh... god, no, n-no that’s nothing i need right now.” 

BILE CRAWLS UP HER THROAT AT THE SIGHT OF HIM. The knot in her stomach worsens and she can feel her fingers shake at her side when she no longer holds control over where he stands. His entrance into her house isn’t wanted, but she can’t bring herself to yell at the man who she had seen crouched over a corpse less than twenty-four hours ago. She can’t bring herself to put herself in a position of immediate danger like that. So instead, she presses her back against the wall, something solid to keep herself from crumbling right in front of his eyes. Regardless of how weak Ara felt, she was never one to show it to those in front of her.

His tone is mocking. Clearly not meant to be, concern riddling his tongue, but to her all she hears is sarcasm. It’s the only thing she can hear when her own pulse is so loud in her eardrums. Taking a step closer to her kitchen, hoping she’s subtle enough with her movements, hoping she can get closer to a weapon of choice. “ Junwoo. ” His name packs a punch in her drawn out silence, once again the only thing she can muster to say in her current position. What if she said something wrong ? Would he hurt her then ? Did she already know too much ?? “ Shut the fuck up. ” Her fear was already getting the best of her, and the hiss of words came almost immediately after his reassurance of her safety. Bullshit – fucking murderer. 

“ How am I supposed to believe you when I – I want to believe you, but when I – ” She tries to recall the scene she’d had the misfortune to witness but every time the images flood her mind, her tongue grows heavy. It’s as if voicing her experience made it that much more real. Even though she already knew it was. “ When I saw you – ” Again she’s cut off by her own thoughts, paranoia running high as she calculates the words she should use in the situation. Letting her lids flutter shut for only a second, not long enough to make herself vulnerable, but long enough to gather her thoughts.

“ Junwoo, ” A pause to catch her breath as if she had ran a marathon. “ What did I see that night ? Who was he ? Why were you – how were you – ” Another pause, this time to catch her thoughts. Thoughts that ran rampant, emotions gone wild. “ What are you ?? ”

what a weak woman, he believes. there were many scenarios that could be playing right now. from informing him to leave and calling authorities from trying to stab him right in his face, so many options and she decides to stand there. weak in the knees, choked up and fear in her eyes. ara looks like the women he’s met one last time before they become his first and only meal for the rest of the week. it’s not as if he’s the only one lingering around the city of seoul as a human being, there was much more than his own existence. 

ah, the sound of her voice was like bells chiming from a distance. the shakiness and she could combust at any moment but he stands there nonchalantly, demeanor remaining the same as it was whenever they met during casual moments too. “yes, ara?” his response was quick, pausing briefly before the male hears anger boiling up in the pitch of her voice. a profanity slips through those pretty lips and he’s remained unbothered by such a threat. 

telling him to shut his mouth; when he’s capable of breaking her jaw within his own bare hands. what a daring woman! 

junwoo prevents laughter from sliding out from his mouth, a sick twisted son of a bitch hanging by a thread. his hand lingers over the right side of his matured visage, a heavy sigh falls out instead and he shakes his head. “my dear, it doesn’t take me that long to finish.” there’s no need for description, this woman couldn’t broke immediately within his touch and the blood would scatter through the floor beneath their feet. ara isn’t worth his time when it comes to another victim hanging by his belt. 

“isn’t it obvious?” he answers with another question, knowing that she knows the answer. she claims him to be a murderer, obviously! the ghoul knows that but he’s more than that. feeding off of humanity through vulnerable human beings who believed that there was a way of having him fall in love with them. everyone knows him as a intelligent business man but he’s sick, receives enjoyment based off of hurting someone innocent. 

when she takes a step back, he comes forward. 

“say it,” junwoo demands, wanting to hear it through her lips. her movements were obvious and he isn’t a blind man. he sees her hand making a way to the nearest sharp object and when he even acknowledges her hand resting on the counter, he presses her hand on top of her smaller one. skin so soft, a touch so gentle begins to lay upon it and he comes too uncomfortably close to her. the man can practically feel her heart beginning to race. 

IS ACCEPTING & @vliants ( thanks for sending, feel free to make a separate thread for it too! )

despite daniel being quite young, age doesn’t define the maturity that’s held within him. he looks over at the other male with slight disappointment coated over his irises because he feels like this is a repetitive action that happens too often. was it that difficult to be honest with him? he had heard from other friends that he appeared quite intimidating but he’s the easiest to reason with. 

he’s grown stern through out the past year due to the career he’s building for himself. except currently he’s off the clock and the situation isn’t that bad to where he’s basically cuffing the other man with handcuffs. with arms folded to his chest, daniel proceeds to take a seat in front of the other. 

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IS ACCEPTING & @lttldppr ( thanks for sending, feel free to make a separate thread for it too! )

this is awkward, unsure of how he ended up finding out where he was located at. he does have a repetitive routine every single day for the past few months, not too sure what else to do with his life since he’s still growing accustom to the idea that he’s by himself. therefore, he is his own boss. he’s met eye to eye with the other male who he hasn’t seen in a while, blinking in utter confusion with his lips pressed together. 

“oh.” was there something wrong? something that he needs to know about theo? so many inquiries was roaming around his mind. “no, no it’s fine.” minjun was trying to be understanding about the situation despite him still being unsure as to why his friend manage to catch up and find him of all places.