* 미주

“Was that today?” she asked, knowing full well the answer was yes.  “We can go, but it can’t be now,” she said, removing the helmet fully and shaking out her hair.  “As you can see, I’m in need of a shower.  We can go after that, though.  I’ll be quick about it.  Unless you want to join me?” she gave a wink to her card, always interested in Mijoo’s reaction to these sorts of things.

          mijoo’s pout only deepens at the denial. like a spoiled child, the card’s tantrum flares up in an instant, manifesting with the gritting of her teeth and a low growl that spills from her lips. “if you’d planned ahead,” mijoo snarls in a low voice, “you would’ve already showered before i got here. but no--” she lifts a hand and points angrily at the lab helmet. “you and your machines get higher priority than me. i absolutely hate that, you know?” mijoo exhales on a frustrated sigh. minkyung was absorbed with her work and mijoo knew that but sometimes, just sometimes, she wished her owner were a little less dedicated to the cause. 

          stealth is his specialty and it’s required when trying to trail one of the oh-so-coveted members of love note. his advantage is being able to recognize her anywhere, from any distance, in any form. it’s rare to see her in any other state but joohyuk taunts her with the notion that if he knows what she looks like with a disheveled appearance, cursing him out, he doesn’t have to struggle to imagine the other side of her. she’s petite, quick but long strides bring his own to match hers, voice lowered to a soft murmur as he leans closer to whisper towards her ear, “you hungry?” 

          he ignores the tinge of deja vu, one he gets around her far too often for him to admit and sound sane and quickly side-steps, expecting retaliation for both his approach and his texts not too long ago. “all that energy you exert while getting so worked up, i expect you to be famished.” 

TARGET ACQUIRED!  LOADING ↺ … ccmijoo

          it’s instinctual: a puckering of red-painted lips and the tight gritting of teeth that precedes a low hiss of disapproval. mijoo believes this one is entirely too good at his job, to be able to sneak up on unsuspecting souls and insert his unbearable presence into their lives-- being a quote unquote stalker suits joohyuk as if the job was made just for him alone. in her opinion, at least. “unless you’re offering your head on a plate, no thanks.” mijoo lifts up her manicured hand and swats in his direction, to shoo him away as easily as a bothersome fly. “don’t you have other girls to peek under the skirts of?”

( ˟ kkt ; kiiroitori ) ↪ but you heal so quickly  ↪ you’re such a resilient little bird