rift walker;

<To: Chanyeol/> I’mma kick their asses! You deserve some rest! 

Jin is not going to lie but he was pretty hyped about the whole thing, all he could think about was things that might or might not happen tonight. 

The Artist killed time back in his studio, trying to sketch and paint a few random pieces. Oddly enough he finishes a piece that looks somehow like the cashier boy, he ends up laughing as he finishes up the piece.

By 10:00 PM Jin’s all set in comfy distressed light washed skinnies, a random shirt two sizes too big and his favorite black Converse. He makes his way to his car and starts the engine -- double checking his hair on the rear-view mirror making sure he looked alright.

He parks his car in front of the store fifteen minutes before the clock struck 11. He was noticeably early but the Cambion liked to think it was going to be better early than late. Besides that, he did not want Chanyeol to wait. He knew the boy must be exhausted and making him wait would be awful of him.

He receives a text from the cashier boy while he plays Crossy Road, immediately closing the game not minding whether or not he was going to beat his high score with a few points left.

<To: Chanyeol/> Oh? Good! :D

<To: Chanyeol/> Get in then!

Jin hocked his horn as he sees the tall male in his mirror, all the while fixing his hair and checking his breath comically before the boy could see him.

Everything plays out on their favor; his portals make a great offense and defense. The jumper cannot recall the last time he had this much fun with his fists and rifts. Jin was not one who likes picking fights but when you messed with him, you better get your insurance ready because it is not going to end well.

He watches the lady every once in a while, making sure she’s got everything under control. Jin does not notice, not until now when he’s caught the perfect glimpse of the lady with her eyes closed. She had a look that, for sure, made heads turn. He makes a mental note to get the other’s number for future reference, maybe?

  Jin has his hair tussled from moving around, fists all balled up covered in blood, eyes dark and heavy. It was a look contrasting to his usual carefree self, because right at that moment everything human that Jin had seemed to have disappeared. He was completely engulfed by the darkness that Jin had hidden from lingering eyes. The darkness that came with what Jin was.

“Are you sure you still want more?” Jin portaled back beside the puppeteer, dusting his clothes off with an evil smirk. The Cambion made a loud step and looked as the hunters cowered in fear, making him laugh.

“Should we really?” Jin cocks a brow at the female and looks back at the struggling men. “For how long? I really want my latte now.” Jin points out before feeling his stomach grumble, “And maybe a sandwich.” The Cambion laughs, rubbing his tummy lightly.

“Ya! Slow down!” The older rolls his eyes as he watches what he foreseen would happen, “Atleast you know you have a brain.” Jin laughs hard, knowing he’s being the greatest friend Jimin has.

“Hey! I’ve gotten better, you little punk!” Jin glares playfully and starts driving out of the campus, making sure to bug the younger and poke his cute puffy cheeks every moment he can.

“You’re going to lose your hearing Park Jimin!” He says a loud, enough for the boy to hear as the other listens to his iPod on full blast. “This kid,” Jin rolls his eyes as he huffs under his breath.

“Well, we got some work done in my room, the living room and the studio basement.” Jin explains as he locks the car doors with a beep. 

“You can go ahead,” Jin gestures the younger to run along to his room, “You still remember where it is right?” Jin laughs as he takes his shoes off as he enters the house.

“Quite true,” Jin nodded once more at the other’s comment about art, “Nothing can really beat art.” The truth in those words, Jin did believe. He was glad he was not alone with such a belief.

“Hard?” The artist tilted his head at Jongin’s question; it left him quite in a mix of thoughts that had him think for a while before getting a decent answer conjured up. “Well, it would be hard if my Dad wasn’t there to give me my monthly allowance.” Jin trails of, scratching his head lightly, “My family has quite a business up in Jeju, it’s kind of a real deal kind of thing, but that’s beside the point.” Jin laughed a hint of an awkward tone, still not comfortable with talking about how filthy stinking rich his family is. “So yeah, I think it would be hard if I was working like this for a living. One, I’m not really that popular. Two, my style is not really everyone’s cup of tea, I think. Three, walking up at a stranger and shoving my portfolio up their face does not instantly land me a client.” Jin lets a few chuckles out at his bittersweet reality and tries to shrug off the thought that if he was alone and supporting himself – he wouldn’t be anywhere near where he was right now.

“Yeah, I get what you mean!” Jin has his lips curve into a slight smile with the latter’s opinion. He knew there are really a handful other’s who preferred books over movies but it’s nice to know Jongin hadn’t closed his doors to movies.

The moment Jin steps in the tattoo parlour,  he’s left with his mouth a jar quite impressed with the place. “Woah, this is great.” Jin smiles and bows at who he figures is Jongin’s co-worker, “Hello! I’m Jin!” The Cambion makes sure to introduce himself with a wave as he followed the other inside.

“Really?” Jin chuckled at the other’s words, “I’ll totally write up a list or maybe lend you my hard drive or something.” He added with excitement, it not very often some asks for Jin’s movie recommendations so he was completely excited to have Jongin watch a few of his favorites.

damsel in distress and her temporary knight – woori

feed night out – daehyun

artistry – jongin

memes -- will do them as soon as I’m finish with my replies <3

waiting

apples & peaches – chanyeol

just like old times – jimin   

let’s be bad – tempo // dropped

plotting

“I like taking care of little twerps like you too.” Jin let’s out a playful laugh, before sipping into his bubble tea.

The Cambion raises a curious brow at the excitement of the other, “What? Ofcourse not! You can practically live there for crying out loud!”

For the length of their friendship, it was no question if Jimin couldn’t come to Jin’s house. The older welcomes the younger, anytime as long as Jin was not asleep.

<To: Cashier Boy/> STOP RUBBING IT IN =3=

<To: Cashier Boy/> Finally... 

<To: Chanyeol/> Hi Chanyeol, it’s so good to finally meet you.

Jin let’s out a light chuckle when he feels the latter loop his arms around his. Skinship came naturally to them and Jin did not mind this kind of closeness with Jimin, it makes him quite happy. “Bubble tea is the best kind of tea, there’s just no other way I can think of.” Jin nods while saying it like it was a God given fact.

The moment they’re out of the bubble tea place, burgers devoured and bubble tea in hand. Jin tilts his head abit to think of an answer to Jimin’s question. “Let’s go to my place so I don’t have to drive home! Besides, you haven’t been there for ages! We need to play video games or watch movies or something!” Jin snickers as memories of the times having Jimin over his house start flushing over his thoughts. 

“Oh? You’re into Psychology? That’s awesome man! I had to take this General Psychology class once it was so interesting, I actually considered shifting but I don’t think I’d last long.” Jin laughs and shakes his head, “Memorizing is not really my thing.”

“Me?” Jin thinks for a bit, scratching his head. From all the questions, Jin does not seem to have thought this one out. What did he like to do, besides art? It leaves Jin in his thoughts. “Well, for the most part, I really like spending my time outside, parties, malls, cafes -- places like that.” Jin was a social bug, there was no denying that. He may know your name, or your cell number but it takes a little more than letters and digits to be one of those he can really call ‘friends’.

The Cambion knew the place like it was the back of his hand, so blinking in and out of places was easy as pie. The only thing that makes things difficult was the darkness. The building was pitch black and the only thing that keeps his vision up was the faint purple light his rifts create when they’re up and his phone’s LED light as he holds onto it.

Jin’s training or what he mostly calls it are blinking sessions ( A term his coined for himself after the sounds his portals make whenever he conjures one up).He jumps into multiple portals all over the building. Sometimes his way up, sometimes his sneaking below. If someone was watching him at that moment they’d be mind boggled from where Jin really is because he looks like he’s everywhere. However what he’s just really doing is creating portals in very quick succession’s making him appear as if he’s all over the place.

Just like any other blinking session he’s done, he opens up a portal in mid air and jumps into it. That time however, something different happened, something he was totally not expecting. After entering his rifts, a flashlight blinds his vision for awhile but when it adjusts he’s caught of guard. Jin eyes widen and he drops his phone. There was another being with him, there was a boy holding a flashlight -- a boy who seems just as surprised as he was. Before Jin could react his instincts take over him and choice flight over fight. He snaps a portal open from behind him and disappears into a nearby hallway, he peaks into the corner enough to see the boy’s back -- wondering if that boy was part of those pesky hunters.

Before Jin could figure out what the stranger was, his eyes drop onto the floor and he curses quietly. On the floor he sees his phone illuminating, his then realizes how he had dropped it after being taken a back by the stranger. His eyebrows furrow, his bottom lip find it’s way sinking on his teeth lightly -- thinking of a way to retrieve it back. He hopes the strangers does not notice and just heads along but he really doubts that because his phone had it’s flashlight open, making it totally hard not to see.

“You guys really need to learn who you’re messing with.” Jin spats with a cocky tone, cracking his neck from side to side getting ready for the fight to unfold. “You ready?” Jin looks over onto the girl beside him who had just closed her eyes, figuring she was not much of a physical fighter. “Like playing with the mind eh?” Jin laughs and starts cracking his knuckles.

Jin’s brow cock up slightly when he sees the smallest of the pack starting to look rather different acting like he’s under control, he takes that that must be the female’s fault. He figures that’s the signal to attack. Within half a second, Jin points his hand forward opening up a rift infront of him and behind the leader that’s distracted. He pulls the leader into the portal and kicks him back in with excruciating force enough to make the other two tumble down face first onto the ground with the smallest. A laugh escapes Jin’s face when he sees the men’s faces with disbelief -- obviously caught of guard. “Giving up yet?” Jin’s evil smirk makes it way back onto his face. 

With Jin’s words that seem to anger the men on the ground, they get up immediately and run towards Jin. Before they could land a single punch they are sent into a portal that ends towards the brick wall, making them crash hard into it. “Tired yet? Your boss seems to be getting really fucked up.” He points with his lips towards the leader, snickering. Curiousity finds Jin in the most odd time, asking the female what she is doing to the guy that’s looking like he’s breaking from the inside out, “What is even happening to that douche?” Jin laughs, but soon is cut off by a fist landing on his jaw.

“FUCK.” Jin hissed, lip cut from the punch. “You little.” The Cambion spats and glares bad at the suspect, before throwing back a punch or two at both of them. Jin is not going to lie, but he had taken self-defense classes during his younger years and it seems to be paying off quite well.

Jin was pretty much all around the alley with his portals, sending and pushing the douchebags into it making them confused and tired. Jin only feels amusement in blood. Other than the single punch on his face earlier, the men were not able to land a single finger on him after. “You guys seems to be tired? Want to take five?” Jin teases and chuckles.