devour me

——         she glances at the crowded event, darkened orbs staring at one particular person. the one that happens to be her secret boyfriend. miyeong holds back onto her frown. at least, she’s attempting to. it was hard when the man that she’s dating was constantly being surrounded by others; others with obvious intentions. her lover was hot. attractive to the bone, but he was hers and everyone else needed to just back off. with a pout, the woman rests her chin against her palm and glances around. she needed to do something else than being jealous... but that was also a challenge.

   Minjung, she sometimes could be bold and daring; but right now her eyes were set on this person’s materials. She’d probably do what she always did, sell them to someone else or online for a quick buck. But as she heard him mimic her and that stupid dare, how could she not follow through? A cocky smirk painted across her lips as she looked around quickly, scanning the empty streets; it was the middle of the night. “Fine, I’ll shoot then.” 

  After she fired her bullet into his right elbow, her smirk grew as she could smell the gunpowder. It was an odd smell that she had grown to love. Grabbing his bloodied elbow, she pulled him into the nearby alleyway. “Now are you going to give me your materials or am I going to have to kill you?” Gun to his forehead now, she could only hope since he was injured he’d be willing to give whatever he had up to her.

——         oh. she was a brave one. too bad, seungho didn’t give her much credit. and when a bullet grazes against his elbow, the man hisses. the pain shot up, quick. he could feel the numbness of his arm. great. so much for his clothes ( the only thing that runs through his mind when he feels an ooze of wetness. ) he draws a breathy laugh. although he’s been in worst situations, familiar to the feeling of bullets hitting him, it always hurt like a bitch. “wow,” he speaks under his breath. though he doesn’t do much, not even when she drags him to the alleyway. poor thing, now that they were out of sight... seungho wasn’t about to hold back.

             ☆･*･｡* SUNGWON ALMOST DARED TO smile a bit more.  ❝  i’ll remember than when i’m working out later.   ❞  he looked at him with a pleased expression.  a brow cocked upwards at the others words.  ❝   are you sure you didn’t ask to be assigned to the delivers  ?  ❞  replied as he stepped into the back of the truck and looked for the small order that were going to receive.  ❝  i still think you just like seeing my slow ass. ❞  he grabbed the dolly that was inside as he lowered the ramp.  ❝   you probably won’t be out here that day.  then i will get to call you slow, old man.  ❞

        himchan was a man that would never miss his deadlines. he just was never that type of person. having to send out the next chapter just seemed to always go by pretty quick and there was only so much time that he’d be able to have to make sure every last piece of it was perfect. “sorry, sorry. just a few more minutes, i promise,” he says, nodding his head as he continued to work without even looking up. “just the next chapter to the webtoon, this is the last part to the chapter.”

“One person, hm? I wonder who that could be.” Of course, now he’s caught on and might as well play into it, because he’s got that feeling there’s something there. Whether it’s his wolf trying to figure it out or himself, Adam’s feeding into it. “I don’t know, I think he’s great. If you’re craving something sweet, just give me thirty minutes and I’ll make you something you’ll never have had in your life. And a drink.”

              laughing, knowing this was just friendly banter between friends. hearing his next comment she playfully gasp covering her mouth with her hands. “i knew you hated seeing me.” her giggles spilling out because it’s just a joke. looking over at him she flashed him a smile to let know it’s all friendly and she doesn’t take anything personally. deoksu was one of the few people she didn’t mind joking with because he didn’t mean it. as they arrive at the restaurant her eyes are lighting up with a smile. she was hungry but skipped her meal to meet up with her classmates who ditched her. “yes, let’s go.” undoing her belt the girl is already jumping out of the seat. “i am so hungry. i missed my dinner because of them and they just ditched me– those jerks.” cheeks puffed as she takes deoksu’s hand once he was out of the car tugging him along with her. 

              ethan didn’t mind the male picking on him. after all, he knows it’s all done in good fun and he doesn’t mean anything by it. friends joked around with each other and he’s able to handle the fun poked at him. “you can ignore me– though, i know you’ll cave and talk to me first.” he teases, knowing that youngho wouldn’t be able not to talk to him. he would give in and end up talking to him sooner or later. “i am nice but i can stand my ground and tell you to stop being mean."  he teases, as he glances at the male who is looking at him. shaking his head, he gives the other a shove because he refuses to deal with him. "shut up, and again i’m nice you’re being mean.” he complained as he turned back to the papers he was doing to ignore the male’s teasing. "you like me more than chicken wings– really? i find this hard to believe.“ he teases, letting out a small hum when he finished up the last of the papers. 

               “ wow– you’re quite the poet sometimes, you know? but yeah. i did stab you. “ he wasn’t going to deny that. “ you gonna write me a song about it? “ skye cracked a smile. humor was a coping mechanism. it made him come off as an asshole most of the time, since nothing pissed people off more than being smiled at while they were lashing out. but the humor was a shield to conceal just how damned vulnerable skye truly was. he could bullshit himself all he wanted about being invincible by going heartless. but he knew nothing could be further from the truth. skye’s heart twisted painfully. there was a lapse of emotions flickering across his face. the most evident ones being guilt and hurt. “ baby, no– don’t say that. this isn’t your fault. it’s mine. i just– “ he looked down at the knife, wishing silently that he was already dead by now. for once, the ghoul’s accelerated healing was working against him. “ i wish we could’ve met under different circumstances. maybe even a different lifetime. “ he didn’t believe in reincarnation or the afterlife or any of that shit. all he believed in was that once you died, you were meat to be devoured and/or decomposed. simple as that. but sometimes skye liked to childishly fantasize about neither of them being involved with crime and all this fucked up shit. just a couple that could be in love without the world trying to tear them apart. skye just wanted to wake up beside namsun, hold his hand while they walked through street markets, share cigarettes and drinks, and just be together. he was still all flippant attitude and sardonic smiles when he revealed the trademark ghoul eyes. at least, namsum wasn’t denying that he was a monster. and damn– when namsun struck him across the face, skye collapsed while laughing. it forced the knife out of his body. blood gushed out of his body. “ for what it’s worth– it was real to me. it still is. “ his heart was betraying himself by confessing truths he should’ve died with. skye looked up, blinking back tears. “ i love you. “ it had begun to rain. the blood was washing away, but skye was still bleeding. “ i’m sorry for breaking your heart. so for fuck’s sake, namsun– kill me. “

           “well, we can’t be prepared for everything, can we?” he says, chuckling a tad bit. he stands up from the water, a wet hand running through wet hair for a moment. “are you still going to be saying that once i’m all pruned up?” he says, cracking a smirk. he swam over the edge of the pool where the other was, lifting his hand out of the water to jokingly grasp his ankle. “drown purposefully? isn’t that a little dramatic?” he says. “if anything i’ll just pull you in and wrap my arms around you so you can’t go under water.”

As heavy foot steps ushered into the hallway, kaz had to think, for the second time, whether flowers were too much. a triviality he knew would never find its way into his arrangement with woori — and yet fingers wrap around the cellophane wrap around the stems a little harder at the thought. she never questioned when he came home in the early hours of the morning, or when he came back from closing the store smelling of perfume at the beginning of their so called marriage… would she question the flowers now ? “ for you, ” kaz mumbles lowly, “ thought they might brighten the place up. you never told me your favourites, though. ” in fact, he didn’t know any of her favourites — despite it being never too late to learn.

   he stared down at the shorter male, his grip on his blade tightening. ‘  i don’t care if it’s going to get me anywhere or not !! mei is fighting for her life because some demon decided to attack her !!  ’ he yelled, the grief over his cousin’s injuries getting to him. ‘  get the fuck out of my way and let me cool off my anger otherwise i’ll kill you on the spot, don’t think that i won’t.   ’

           ☆･*･｡* IT WAS MINOR WHICH is probably why the other didn’t know. it was being kept at bay, but of course nothing last long in the world they live in. ❝   i knew … something was going on. i was told it was nothing. clearly i was told wrong.  ❞  he replied. his own eyes shift down when he was told they were preparing for an attack and he knew his own gang would be too, no doubt. how was he suppose to take this; how was either of them. two lovers on opposite ends of the war; nothing good could come of it. his eyes darted back up at his last question.  ❝  are you seriously fucking asking me that ?  ❞   he asked back with a frown.  it wasn’t said, but it was kind of always there. the worry of what would happen if they gangs were against one another; what would happen if they were caught. 

   ‘   oh, that would be great, thank you,  ’ she smiled gently and ran her hand through her jet black hair. ‘  sorry, it’s a really weird request but i was trying to make some tea for myself and i love milk in my tea, i just don’t have any milk left from all the tea that i’ve had since i moved here.   ’   she felt weird not being around her friends at the institute but while they were all out trying to hunt the demon and find out how to end it, mei’s job was to look after this girl instead of being the bait like usual.