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hello ! thank you for having me. i’m excited to get started in this group ~ this is jaehwa, an older yet also newer muse of mine i created a while ago but didn’t have much of a chance to play 😭😭 he’s born on the 24th of august, so watch out for that virgo energy 🐍🐍🐍 and you can find out more about him under the cut ! ( oh and stream no diggity thank u )

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hwan didn’t volunteer to host any activity, not really being the type to stay at the same spot for hours and act all motivated. his patience’s limits ends when he’s done with work and prefers not to have to act any out of it at home. however, to avoid complaints, he has come up with something of his own: one polaroid of any tenant who attended. looking at it now, he wonders if the bullt boards in each complex are actually big enough for them. the only one he’s still missing now ( and he pretends like he didn’t take most of them in secret ) is the moody streamer. 

there is something tense about the young man standing there with his perfect lettering and the people who … try their best. hwan would prefer a random shot because once you point any camera at people, they aren’t their true selves any longer. a deep sigh comes over his lips before he appears next to jaehwa, leaning on the table. “ so, do you murder me if i take a random polaroid of you which will end up in your mail box either way? “

jaehwa hadn’t been expecting the stranger’s presence at his table ( he was still somewhat of a stranger to him ). at least, not with the question he’d come prepared with. before he bothers with a response, he ensures to finish the character he was half way through writing, needing it to be perfectly completed as he finally delicately places his brush down in it’s rightful place next to the ink. he’s never one to half ass anything, and he knows incomplete work will irritate him to no end. besides, hwan interrupted him, so he can wait. “ i don’t know if it’s weirder that you want to take a picture of me, or that you actually asked first. ”

finally, the hand model turned to look up at the man speaking to him, eyebrow raised as he licked across his lips, fingers folding across each other as they rest on the table. he didn’t particularly enjoy being intruded upon while he was fulfilling his activity. “ people who take photos of me usually pay for them. do you think you can afford me ? ” was the question a joke ? not really. he can only see how the other chooses to take it. “ besides, how do you know which mail box is mine ? are you watching me ? ”

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it was unlike areum to keep anyone around for too long. especially once she’d had her fun with them. she’d usually toss them aside like a bad habit, going out of her way to avoid them and hoping to give them a clear sign that there would never be any more to their situation other than a night of fun.

with jaehwa it was different. she’d met him not long after moving into dallyeog. she was still new and hardly had time to make friends with the other tenants around the complex. meeting him made aree feel relieved that she knew at least one person around her and over time the two of them grew closer, hanging out with one another every opportunity that they could. eventually their friendship did a complete 180 when aree and jaehwa randomly had a fun night of their own. aree liked to blame it on the numerous glasses of wine she’d downed, but once the hook-ups began happening more frequently, aree knew it was so much more than just sex.

she enjoyed being in jaehwa’s presence. she could be herself around him not to mention the fact that he was probably one of her closest friends. she was happy they could keep their friendship what it was for now, even if aree did tend to come off as needy from time to time, like tonight. she figured the perfect excuse to get jahwa here was to pretend that she needed him for something else and lucky for her, it worked. with her candles lighting up her already dark and somewhat gloomy apartment, aree pulled out the bottle of wine she’d purchased the night before and tugged on her ivory silk robe to hide the cute lingerie she was sporting. she sighed, flopping onto her couch and pulled out her phone to check the time, jaehwa should be there any minute.

there had been more than one occasion where jaehwa recieved a late night text from aree, reading words that claimed she needed him for one thing, however he knew she expected him for another. tonight was no different, a message practically begging for his help with a mouse that snuck into her apartment. surely if it were true, there would be someone closer to her that could help her. by the time jaehwa arrives this hypothetical mouse would likely be long gone. however, he wasn’t born yesterday, and was well versed in his companion’s habit to present any excuse to get him over to her place.

not that he would ever complain about it.

while he never actually replied to her message, they both know he’s on his way. although he takes his time, ensuring he doesn’t rush. to him, his relationship with aree is practically a game, keeping her on her toes, and making sure she knows her place with him. it’s not always intentional to speak to her in such a mean way, but there seems to be something about it that keeps her coming back for more. so, who is he to fix something that isn’t broken ?

after so leisurely making his way over to aree’s apartment, the streamer sighs out of his nose, licking his lips before he knocks on the door. he knows it’ll be open for him, not bothering to wait for the occupant to let him inside before he’s opening it himself. “ okay, so where’s this mouse? ” his voice sounds annoyed, but they both know what’s to come.

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Watching the other fold the typical swan out the paper he’s relieved he wont have to explain every single step barney style. As much as he loved teaching his one and only craft, he’s always grateful when the people he teaches have more advanced starting point. 

Clicking his tongue and rolling his eyes playfully Hajoon points to the vase filled with various origami flowers “trust me i’m sure, choose a flower from the vase and i’ll show you how to make it” he says getting a sense from the mans seemingly focused disposition of not even sparing him a glance while he worked, he’d be fun to mess with. 

Regardless of who walked up to his table Hajoon was bored no less and would do the same over and over again. He knows from experience, the more focused, the less suspicious. Though he wonders how long it’ll take the other to realize. 

there’s a burning sensation that rises inside of jaehwa anytime there’s a chance in his life to challenge someone. challenge them in a way that he can come out on top, able to boast about his own achievements and accomplishments. sure, he may only be able to execute a swan, but it was still currently better than anything the other man had tried to make. at least, while he was stood in front of him. until the streamer can see him create one of those flowers with his own eyes, he won’t believe it.

really, he didn’t know anything about the different kinds of origami flowers that were positioned in the vase in front of him, pulling one out at random and placing it on the table. “ okay, this one. ” at the moment, he was the only person at the table requiring the other’s attention, so he didn’t feel bad for practically forcing the other to perform in front of him. 

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the rooftop event going on for the residents was only appealing to daeil for two reasons, those being socializing and the chance to participate in the ‘open mic’ they’re holding amongst the other events.  he’ll never turn down the opportunity to read a poem of his, and thankfully he’s not adverse to public speaking so it’s a walk in the park for him.  ( not that it’s his turn any time soon, so he’s been wandering around making small talk and getting to know fellow neighbors. )

someone in specific catches his eye eventually, and he can’t quite place where he’s seen this person around, but his interest is certainly piqued.  if he’s seen this person around before, maybe they live in his building or they’ve passed each other in the mail room;  ( in all honesty, daeil has had less to build a friendship off of in the past )  he’s willing to take a chance and approach him.  the only thing - daeil has no idea how to do calligraphy, and his handwriting isn’t anywhere near perfect to begin with.

❝ hopefully you’re good at this thing, ‘cause i can’t say that i am, ❞  daeil admits in greeting, hoping the husk of his voice doesn’t intimidate the other.  it happens.  ❝ i’m usually more into the contents of what i’m writing rather than what it looks like. ❞

if you know anything about jaehwa, you might be confused as to why he would volunteer to host one of the activities at dallyeog’s rooftop event. not only can he be incredibly antisocial, but volunteering to help people ? well, there’s a few reasons. the first being that during his childhood his mother shared with him some very important creative skills, some he utilizes on his stream in fact. calligraphy is a way for him to feel closer to her, not that he’ll admit that. the other is the fact he loves showing off when he’s good at something. the streamer is aware not many people are good at calligraphy. so, it’s his time to shine. he’ll do anything for attention.

the deep voice speaking almost catches him off guard, having barely noticed the new dallyeog resident joining him at his table as he writes out hanzi. the phrase gong xi fa cai had obviously been the most desirable for people to learn with the time of year and reasoning for the event, and he needed to practice. “ well, there is a reason this is my booth. ” he offers with a playful smirk to the familiar stranger. at least, he seemed familiar, although he couldn’t put his finger on why. 

as jaehwa continues to speak, he blows on some of the ink, lettering as close to perfect as it’s going to be at the moment. “that sounds like you’re trying to distract from your hand writing being ugly. maybe i’ll be able to teach you something. ” 

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Hajoon wasn’t usually one for participating in public events he hated how crowded and unruly everyone tended to act especially if alcohol was involved, however when he saw that the event was being held by the complex he lived in he as more than happy to sign up knowing that the people he lived around weren’t crazy wild partying beast. It also gave him the opportunity to show his one and only skill. Origami. 

So that’s how he ended up here, under his umbrella table hiding from the sun with hundreds of beautiful colored papers used for origami scattered about. He had made a few examples and was currently folding one more out of boredom but he couldn’t for the life of himself remember how it was done and was struggling. Deciding it wasn’t worth it to continue his further embarrassment he makes another tulip instead, noticing as he places it into the vase that someone had stepped up to his table. 

Smiling he gives a little wave knowing the other saw him struggling “I promise I know what i’m doing, want to make a flower?” 

taking a break from his own station, jaehwa begins to wander around the other stations being hosted at the event. he hadn’t paid too much attention to what everyone else was doing this far into the day, choosing to focus on himself. as he always does. still, there were a few things here that he wouldn’t mind participating ( showing off ) in, and as he watches the man running the origami station struggle with his, he decides that this would be the perfect time to .... join in.

“ are you sure about that ? ” the man hums, eyebrow raised as he takes one of the pieces of folding paper. there were a select few things he had practice with from when he was a young boy, memories of him and his mother seated at their dining table creating various animals together as a way to keep his over active mind stimulated. like every person who has ever folded origami before, the hand model carefully and precisely began to fold together a swan. not once did he look up at the man at the booth, too focused on what he was doing himself. “ sure, what can you show me ? ”

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                she had a love for being adored . the idea of being cherished was kind like a drug to her . it always left her on a high and wanting more . that was part of the reason why she invited him over . so he can tell her exactly what she wanted to hear and make her feel good . and in return she would do the same , no questions asked . it might have gone unsaid but she was sure that they were both aware of why they really met up tonight . feeling his thumb brushing against her bottom lip caused for a tingling sensation to run through her body . she shakes her slightly , a low hum escaping her mouth . “ well , i did … but now ? i’m not so sure , “ she spoke softly , her eyes now locked on his . her hand finds its way to his thigh giving him a gentle squeeze every now and then . she could feel the heat rising to her already blushed cheeks but she didn’t care . he’d probably gain a bigger head when he witnessed how she was acting but she’d boost his ego just this once . especially if that meant he’d be able to release all of the built up stress and tension .

                “ mmm , well i invited you over so you can make me feel good … “ she whispered . her hands seem to have a mind of their own tonight as they begin to travel under his shirt , grazing his skin softly . her fingertips are met with toned muscles as she explores his chest . it turns out that he was right . jaehwa was much better than any box of candy she could’ve bought . she’d take this feeling over chocolate any day . it doesn’t take long for her complaints about the holiday to completely escape her mind with him here helping her forget it all . the only thing she was thinking about was how they both had too many items of clothing on their bodies . “ but i like surprises too . can you do both ? “

with a keen eye, jaehwa noticed all the small ways that yuri’s body reacted to his touches and his words. like his own, her body was betraying her, both of them attempting to keep their well known calm and cool façade with the other, but all the buttons that were being pressed were the right ones. he couldn’t help the way he inhaled with the warm touch to the skin of his stomach and chest once an eager hand travelled up his shirt, yet not once did his eyes leave the contact of her own.

“ i can make you feel really good ... ” the streamer exhaled in return, a slyness still present in his voice, but he wasn’t playing with her anymore the way he had been previously. the hand cupping his companion’s cheek travelled to the side of her neck, gently coaxing her closer as she continued to explore his skin with her own touch. finally, jaehwa’s gaze flickered between her own and her lips, licking across his own before he spoke in a soft tone. “ do you wanna find out ? ” 

barely a moment passed before the hand on her neck was guiding her, bringing yuri closer so he could, at last, press their lips together.

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right, there have been some changes to his life since their last meeting. “ i used to have a twitch channel about mmo games with my friends but i quit lately. tho, i still have my own channel. not as big but then who wants to hear my rambles about art, makeup and that stuff? tho, i was thinking, i could expand to papersound asmr. “ he can joke about himself. “ but now i am a very basic citizen and have an official job with contract and all that with an online gaming magazine. i write reviews and other articles for them. benefit, i still can work from home and do it when i please as long as i keep up with the deadlines. “

did jaehwa really never recall his face from raiding his streams? well, maybe he has just more people doing it than he’s aware. if hyunhoon is honest with himself, there isn’t all too much he knows about the other. it seems whatever jaehwa is doing pays out, based in his appearance and clothing, he’s clearly one of the merrier side of the budget. tho, it isn’t why he feels oddly drawn to that guy. not that he has a crush or any weird stuff. mh but as he said himself, it’s likely the other hears it all the time.

doesn’t mean he can’t add a playful smile about himself: “ but you speak to a guy with pink hair so what do you expect? it’s fated i have weird jobs. going out of the social normal is quite enjoyable tho, i feel i spent more money on lipsticks than i should. “ hyunhoon doesn’t cover up his flirting, he’s speaking of himself just a little bit. jaehwa clearly likes the part of appearance, he loves to talk of himself. there’s plenty of room hyunhoon just offered to him to pick it up. “ but now you sound all mysterious, asking me about mine. i’m dying to learn more about yours now.  you look like a model, if you tell me now you aren’t, i might be a little disappointed. one could have hoped to find some pics of you in a magazine. “

jaehwa assumed the question of what do you do would have been a simple one. one with an answer that would maybe take a few sentences at most. an actual answer, and perhaps a simple explanation provided. by the time hyunhoon was finished speaking, the streamer was sure he knew about the trials and tribulations of his life from at least the past year. eventually he finally asked him about himself, which ( as anyone who knows jaehwa would know ) is really what he wants to talk about.

although, he would be lying if he said what hyunhoon does for a living isn’t actually kind of interesting. as much as internally jaehwa did feel a little threatened by the mention of him coming for his asmr gig. even though he knows it’s a joke. even so, there was part of what he said that caught his attention. “ you know you called yourself basic and weird, almost in the same breath, right ? which is it ? ” his tone as he spoke was only somewhat challenging, he’s more-so interested in what hyunhoon had to say about it. the compliments that had spilled from his lips once again hadn’t gone unnoticed. little does he know, you can find jaehwa in magazines, only not in the way he’d think.

“ i want a coffee first before i start talking about myself. ” as much as he can ( and would ) talk about himself any time of the day or night, his eyelids were beginning to feel heavy, and jaehwa wasted no time in calling a server over and placing his order, waiting for hyunhoon to do the same. “ i have a following online, on social media and twitch. ” obviously, his companion ( if he didn’t already know, but then again why wouldn’t he ? ) would pick up on the twitch part of his statement, obviously being on the same platform. 

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some would call it useless knowledge, an information nobody really cares about ( hwan really doesn’t like kdramas. )  korean tv shows have a weird tendency to repeat itself but maybe it’s just him who struggles to understand why anyone would enjoy something as predictiable. it leads to him being most unfamiliar with who’s cool and what actors some magazine considers to be of great importance. this most likely includes this guy’s sister. hwan stopped to follow the exact conversation or well, it hardly can be called such. just some student who works at this freaking food place falling into a curve of fangirling  ( at this point, she sounds like an endless copy-past of the sentence “ you two are so amazing and handsome.” ) about the guy in front of him who likely also just wants to pick up his order.

it’s been a hot one minute and twenty-four seconds. his patience expired after ten seconds but he tried. hwan considers the options he has: words or actions? in most cases, words are ignored, especially in an idol-fan moment. ( is that guy famous or his sister? it’s hard to tell, he doesn’t really care tho ) leaves the options of actions and if he knows something it’s koreans really hating when you invade their personal space. understandable, really but he’s hungry and he ordered food online for a reason. waiting that long to pick it up isn’t part of his plans for the night. 

the man leans forward without touching the stranger. nothing one could call the police upon. “ i don’t mean to interupt the talk but would you mind if i tell that lady to get herself together so that we just can get our orders and move on? i gladly play the bad guy for you and she can throw empty food bags after me. what do you say? “ he speaks in a low voice, winking at the guy. at least, it’s enough to finally silence her and he’s certain to hear an upset gasp. ( ‘how does he dare to do this?’ he waits to hear that. ) this should be enough to get this scene moving on and his dinner in a more realistic reach. 

there’s never a time where jaehwa doesn’t appreciate being complimented, being fawned over, or recognized. in fact, he lives for those moments. sometimes, people passing by will comment on his looks ( without the knowledge of his sister ), stating how handsome he is to their companion while he’s simply in earshot. as much as he prefers being told straight to his face, those moments where it’s perhaps in their intention for him to hear, those are sweet.

although sometimes, when it’s early in the morning and you’ve ran out of coffee beans in your apartment and you just want that sweet, sweet caffeine, it can get a little annoying when the kid behind the counter has been going on for several minutes. having a famous sister is great when you want a little extra clout and attention, however the roles do reverse, which means he has to be nice or it’ll come crashing down on her. jaehwa gets to experience her highs, but that means she gets his lows. he’s not enough of an asshole to ruin anything for her. especially when in the end, he knows it’ll come back to bite him, too.

the streamer’s cheeks were beginning to hurt from the fake smile he’d plastered on at the over zealous employee’s expense, and as he heard a soft voice speak to him over his shoulder, an eyebrow was raised. “ if you want to be the bad guy, be my guest. i just want my coffee at this point. ” his comment was quiet, yet honest. and he was kind of interested to see what the stranger would do to get him out of this situation.

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jaehwa had been an enigma to rowon from the moment the two met. for some reason, the younger wanted oh so desperately to be his friend, even though it seemed that the other rebuffed him at almost every turn. hell, he still didn’t even have his number, and he’d been threatened to be blocked on instagram more times than he could count. but still, rowon persisted, solely to gain the title of ‘friend’ he seemed to desperately want.

maybe that’s why he’d gone out of his way to stop at the flower shop near the complex, the bouquet of yellow lilies putting a smile on his face. he’d managed to pull the last of his crumbled bills from the bottom of his bag before taking off with the flowers, already having a destination in mind.

knocking on the door to the apartment in question, he could only hope that jaehwa was actually home and not out and about, leaving looking a little strange in the empty hallway with his bouquet. “hwa, bestie~” he sing songed through the door, knowing the nickname would do nothing more than bother the elder. “i got you something !!”

it’s not that jaehwa doesn’t want to be rowon’s friend. if he and a person click, he’s happy to have them around ( for the most part ). he just can’t deny that watching the puppy dog pout appear across his features when he’s once again, denied the satisfaction, is pretty... cute ? funny ? he’s not sure how he would describe it, but it’s the main reason why he continues to keep the boy an arms length away from being where he really wants to be.

often, when there’s a knock to his door, jaehwa will let the sound simmer and marinate in the air before he actually makes a move to open it, knowing that whoever is on the other side will likely voice their frustrations, and he can figure out who it is before he actually opens the door. the hwa bestie being sung can only belong to one rowon, and there’s a subtle, fond smile that creeps it’s way up his lips as he gets to his feet, making an effort to stretch his arms over his head ( wasting more time ) before he actually opens the door for him.

“ what are those ? ” the streamer questions, no greeting, no nothing, simply a raised brow as he catches sight of the bouquet of flowers in his hands.