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aaaaaahhhh hello to everyone!!! i was very excited for this rp to open sdfkjskdjf and i’m so so so excited to be here and to introduce you to my little baby, yoon jinwoo 💕 you can find more information about him here and some details under the cut! 

( sms ) : i got arrested and it’s a hilarious story but i really need you to come bail me out first.

unexpected hospital visits with @kwsuji !

     it’s been quite some time since he’d last injured himself on the ice. it’s not uncommon for ice skaters to suffer injuries, of course — it often ends up being one of the main reasons that professional ice skaters end up having to retire, after all. but this is the first time, in many, many years that he’s actually suffered a severe enough injury off the ice to warrant an actual hospital visit and a cast around his wrist for six to eight weeks. he’d fractured and broken things before when he was younger, but for the most part, injuries had been relatively few — perhaps that had been the benefit of being younger at the time. 

     there’s a reason that ice skaters retire when they get older. the stress that skating puts on a skater’s body is harder and harder to bear as time passes, and even though jinwoo has only been skating recreationally, it’s still evident that it’s probably also approaching the time for him to lay off the jumps, even though he had wanted to perfect them just so he could. 

SUJI !!

     “i mean, you’re not wrong. but you know i wouldn’t lie to you either,” she points out, and she’s sure he’s very aware of this by now, considering her nature to not beat around the bush. she’s always been the type to pull the bandage off, not wanting to prolong any necessary pain and that also just means that she’s not usually one to lie about anything. especially with compliments.

     she wouldn’t lie about this anyway. because how good he looked even surprised her.

     she laughs, snapping the photos that she had wanted and she lets him slip his arm around her waist, even though in her mind—and especially in their current outfits—she feels like she should be the one wrapping her arm around him. but the juxtaposition is funny to her, and she just lets herself lean more of her weight against him with a smile on her face as she takes multiple pictures. one of them is definitely going to end up being her phone’s home screen photo at least. getting the kiss from her boyfriend without asking is like the cherry on top, honestly. 

     “i believe in us,” suji says happily, looking down at the pictures she had taken happily and slipping her phone into her slacks’ pocket, feeling pleased. “thank you for doing this with me, you’re the best.”

     his lips quirk up in reluctant amusement, unable to help but feel fond with how open she is these days about her feelings for him. honestly, when they had first met, there had been plenty of misunderstandings until he learned that that was just how she expressed her affection. now that they've been dating and living together for some time now, both of them are more than comfortable in snarking at each other, hence their whole conversation dressed in what should have been each other's clothes.

     "well, at least there's that," he sighs fondly, and he presses another kiss to her lips gently, careful not to kiss too hard or kiss anywhere other than her lips for fear of smudging his lipstick over her skin or hair. "you better go out and convince all the girls to vote for us, okay?" his lips curve up mischievously at the corners. "we both know that the guys are going to be way more interested in me and the girls are going to love you."

     already, he's letting the mindset of wanting to win take over the embarrassment he's feeling. besides, like suji had said — he looks good. he knows that. if he's stuck like this anyways?

the best thing about friends is that they are there for you when you need them to be. but, that doesn’t mean they won’t call you out on your bullshit. the right friends—who genuinely do care and put in effort to show it—wouldn’t stay quiet and just allow you to fuck up. they’ll speak up, they’ll nag you, they’ll tell you if you’re doing something wrong. jinwoo was, thankfully, that type of friend that younghyun needed.

too bad younghyun didn’t listen. not until it’s too late, at least. he can’t take it back now and he doesn’t want to wallow in his own pool of self-pity. it shouldn’t be about younghyun.

honestly, if jinwoo—and by proximity, suji—chose to drop him right there and then after the tearful phone call, younghyun would have understood. he believes it would have been justified, even. but they stood by him, even as he was drafted to the military and could only contact them every now and then.

yes, younghyun misses them. but he also had to feel jinwoo’s support in real time—physically, before he moves forward.

MESSAGE TO: 윤진우

> well i’m trying to not do anything stupid > but i think you’re the only one who can judge that > i also probably need someone who isn’t stupid to hint me towards the smart direction > you know… someone like yoon jinwoo. ever heard of him?

     his lips quirk up when he sees the responses from younghyun, his friend's obvious remorse and desire to do the right thing what keeps jinwoo by his side. had younghyun refused to accept responsibility for what he had done in ruining another person's life with his poor coping choices, jinwoo knows that he would have ended their friendship there. people who callously destroy other people deserve to be alone, he thinks, maybe a little bit too caustically.

     he can only hope that being shipped off to the army and the subsequent eighteen months of service had been enough time for younghyun not only to reflect properly on his actions, but also to gather up the courage to apologize to seo hayun, the way he had said he wanted to in that tearful phone call.

✉️  MESSAGE TO ··· 안영현 ( 바보 )      ↪ ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ      ↪ well in that case, i guess you had better go to the usual cafe      ↪ you know, to make sure that you’re not doing something stupid      ↪ how about in an hour?

narrowing his eyes, he huffs once more as jinwoo remarks on his boot lace tying method. “well, you know what they say. don’t fix what’s working,” he snickers flaunting his neatly tied boots. kiyong snorts, moving past the other so they could enter the rink, his feet itching to get on the ice.

“sure, i’m the olympian athlete but you’re the one with less injuries, i’d say it’s an even playing field,” he nudges jinwoo’s shoulder playfully. “and of course, i’m your dearest friend, i’ll make sure you graduate from axel nam’s school of skating with all the triples landed.”

the sound of their ice blades hitting the ice felt like home. he’s always savoured the feeling of the cold air smacking him right in the face as it never fails to wake him up from what ever mental downspiral he’s been in. with jinwoo next to him, his mind is transported back to their childhood, where the two of them were fresh faced young boys who liked to skate just for the fun of it.

“let’s do some warm up first around the rink,” he suggests, gradually increasing his speed. “or else we’ll end up not being able to walk tomorrow morning.”

     "maybe i should have tied my laces that way too," he can't help but tease his friend, his hair tied back neatly into a low ponytail. the last thing he needs when he's deliberately going to be practicing his jumps is to have hair in his mouth and eyes. tying hair back is always a must for skaters, but even more so if he's planning to practice his jumps with kiyong.

     rolling his eyes playfully, he steps onto the ice as naturally as taking a step, letting the smooth glide of the skates on the ice take over his instincts for the time being. "i mean, yeah, i'd rather be uninjured, but that's only because i wasn't good enough to make it to the olympics," he retorts with a little bit of snark. honestly, he doesn't really care about the fact that he hadn't been good enough to make it to the olympics. jinwoo honestly thinks that he isn't cut out for that kind of single-minded dedication. being forced to do something for so long would have inevitably turned him off of it.

     but as something he loves and pursues solely as a hobby? definitely something he can do for the rest of his life. "i do practice several times every week," he reminds kiyong with a laugh. "i might not have succeeded in my olympian career, but i never stopped skating." it's easy enough for him to keep pace with kiyong in one of their standard warm-ups.

SUJI !!

     “if only it was so easy to bring sockeye salmon into korea,” she sighs, knowing he was joking but also wishing at the same time that she could do it. it’s a shame, she thinks, that seafood isn’t allowed to be brought back into south korea. she entertains the thought of her smuggling it back in for a moment before laughing to herself at the image of her getting detained for trying to bring salmon back for them. 

     suji rolls her eyes playfully at his words, shaking her head afterwards. it’s just so nice to have him with her again in person that she doesn’t even care that he’s teasing her. “when did i become suji to you and not hannah?” she wonders aloud, teasing considering she calls him by his korean name too. though she uses his english and korean name interchangeably most of the time, used to both at this point. 

     maybe it has something to do with him being back in seoul first and they had ended up conversing more in korean? she’s not sure.

     “yes, absolutely, 100% yes,” she announces in response to his suggestion, already feeling like her mouth is watering from the thought of food. “quickly to the hotel, and then to the restaurant!”

     “if only,” he sighs wistfully but there’s a smile on his face. “at least you brought yourself back. that’s more than enough for me,” he says teasingly, his eyes sparkling with affection as they head up out of the station and towards the hotel that she had rented. “i’m glad you didn’t try smuggling any back and then getting locked up for illegal imports,” he jokes. 

     “when did i become jinwoo to you and not caleb?” he replies with an amused smile. he thinks it had probably happened when he had gone back to seoul and was using jinwoo more and more, with very few people ever calling him caleb. it had been a name he’d only used for a short period of time, comparatively, while he was learning english and in canada, but even the koreans at ubc had called him jinwoo. so at some point, caleb, despite it being the name he introduced himself to people with, ended up not getting used as much as he’d thought, especially when conversations took place in korean. 

     he splutters out a laugh at his friend’s question, seriously contemplating the prospect. both wouldn’t be ideal, that’s for certain, but there’s another factor he’d have to consider. “and how long would this be for? because if it’s only for a day or a few hours, i’ll take a five year old suji. anything in the medium to long term, and i’d rather take five of her — i’d be exhausted, but at least i’d have the girl i’m in love with, right?” he laughs, shaking his head. 

HAEUN !!

      the smile on her face grows wider, obviously not bothered by the accusation of her intentions being here. of course the highest percentage of her being here is for the free food. it’s a very nice bonus of being friends with jinwoo. through she very much has wiggled her way into friendship with the older boy. via her love and affection for his girlfriend. 

      ah the crime of not being able to woo suji herself. though she really likes jinwoo oppa so she can’t be too mad about it! if they get married she better be invited. 

     “mmm well if you’re offering the food!” she replies, hands looping behind her back as she rocks on her heels. aiming for a cute appearance  to sway jinwoo’s decision. she isn’t too sure how well it is going to work but its worth a try. speaking of the marriage thing though. 

    “ne, oppa?” she cocks her head to the side, gazing at him curiously–not actually scheming for once. “when you and suji unnie get married can i be invited.” it’s a question, but it’s also not a question.  

     jinwoo cannot help but let out a sigh that is full of exasperation and fondness, all at the same time. he truly is always suffering with his friends, and yet at the same time, there’s no heat in his complaints or scoldings, usually — it’s just the way he expresses his affection for people. 

     “your innocent act is about as convincing as the wolf dressing as the grandmother in little red riding hood,” he deadpans at her. haeun might not understand the reference, but who knows? she’s a young one, and probably someone who lives on the internet, given her nearly hero worship of his girlfriend. she’d probably know the story, at least. “except i’m not quite as stupid as little red.” 

     even so, he turns to the counter where he’d had something sitting that he’d just recently plated, sighing as he slides it over to her. “i took my pictures and it’s been evaluated, so you can have this, i guess.” 

SUJI !

     she grins, hearing the sulky tone of his voice and she can’t help the smile on her lips. it had been her idea for this, though the reasoning behind it had not actually been to put her boyfriend into a maid’s dress—if only that was the reason behind her suggestion. no, her suggestion for the maid/butler cafe was so she could wear a suit and, while she’s not going say that it wasn’t worth it in the end, she did rather enjoy this. of course there were some members who had outright refused, and she wasn’t going to force anyone to go out of their comfort zone for this. but jinwoo had agreed. 

     it’s great. she loves her boyfriend so much sometimes.

     “but the dress looks so good,” suji changes tactic, feeling very amused about the fact that he’s wearing a dress right now. it’s not something she had ever thought she would see, since it’s not a [redacted] thing for them either and she doesn’t really have any desire to see him in a dress. but it’s great while it lasts, and she tugs her phone out of her pocket to snap some pictures.

     “you should be used to me by now? we literally live together,” she points out, this time turning the camera to herself so she can take a selfie. she reaches out to tug on his arm, wanting to see if he would come closer so she can take a commemorative selfie and maybe mirror picture of them together. and maybe a kiss, if she’s lucky. hopefully this was extra enough that they would win the contest. she can feel her competitive side flaring up at the thought of it. 

     “think this is enough to win?”

     suffice it to say that jinwoo is simply much too quick to give into things his girlfriend asks for. part of it is that suji never really asks for anything inappropriate or over the top, and even if he had said no to the whole dance club thing, he knows that she would have sulked but wouldn’t have forced him into it. but he had agreed, and he’s only giving her a hard time when he’s complaining about how much he regrets it. it’s hard to be genuinely upset about it when she’s so incredibly delighted from this. 

     “you’re just trying to flatter me, now,” he complains to her and even though he’s giving her a hard time, he doesn’t shy away from the camera, sighing as he stands there prettily for her, though there’s definitely a judgmental look on his face. 

     “we do, and every day i ask myself why,” he deadpans, though there’s definitely a smile tugging at his lips now. she pulls on his arm and he goes easily, wrapping an arm around her waist. his smile looks a little pained but it’s still quite natural, and he leans down to peck her lips gently after they take the photo. 

yohan feels the anxiety in his body begin to loosen piece by piece as he takes in the look on jinwoo’s face. he look good (not that jinwoo ever looks bad, even covered in mud or sweating from digging holes together in the army). but yohan can tell that canada is treating jinwoo well and while he stills misses his best friend, it makes him relax more and more every time he sees how much it seems like he’s liking it. 

yohan doesn’t know when he’s become so dependent on others but he knows it was sometime in the beginning of his service, back when he was still getting to know the other guys in his unit. and while he had made other friends and still talks and hangs out with them pretty often, his friendship with jinwoo had been different. it was something about their time together that solidified jinwoo’s place as yohan’s best friend. 

“missing you?” yohan says with a grin. “no, not at all.” he answers with a laugh, lying has never been his strongest suit. “now, tell me all about your week. how’s canada treating one of my favorite people?”

     the grin that spreads across yohan's face has a smile widening across his own in return. there's something about his best friend's smile that's quite infectious. maybe it's the dimple that appears so readily at all times, visible even through the video call, whereas jinwoo's only appears when he makes strange faces. he's been told they kind of resemble 'frog faces.'

     at yohan's denial, he gasps in dramatic despair, even though it's more than obvious that both of them know yohan means nothing of the sort. "you wound me, han-ah. you really do," he clutches at his chest with a mock sorrowful noise, before he settles down.

     "honestly, i kind of miss korea," he admits with a laugh. "coming back to visit did me no good whatsoever. it just made me miss it more," he runs his hand through his hair absently. "but i mean, other than kind of missing home, it's been really good. i can't believe how many months it's been already, han — and there's been this person, pretty interesting, i've had a couple of run-ins with them and it's always been... interesting."

SUJI !!

     “cheesy,” she comments with a small smile on her lips, though the slight pink flush on her cheeks betrays her true feelings compared to what she’s spoken aloud. she completely agrees though, considering they had started dating and had dated for a while before switching to long distance and during the first few weeks, she had really felt it. it wasn’t even because they had started anything physical—because they had only kissed a few times before he moved back to seoul—but the timezone and not being able to reach out and hold his hand. that was hard. 

     she’ll admit though, she never wanted to see him again after their first accidental meeting, too embarrassed by the circumstances.

     but now? now it kind of feels like fate. cheesy as that sounds.

     “no, i had jogae-gui but it kind of felt weird to eat that alone,” suji admits with a laugh, amused as they start heading to the actual station so they can head to the hotel and drop his suitcase off. at his question though, she fixes him with a side glance, almost incredulous. “when would i not be hungry enough for seafood? is that a trick question, oppa?” she asks, teasing.

     he can't help his smile even when she comments that he was being cheesy, having been thinking literally the same thing and he can't help but lean in to kiss her quickly again, almost as though he wants to reassure himself that she's really here and isn't going to disappear somehow. there's just something he'd missed so much about having her hand in his. that, and actually being awake at the same hours — even the past few days have been better than the past few months.

     "oh, jogae-gui... i kind of want that, too," he admits sheepishly. "i haven't had much fresh seafood since coming back either. i miss sockeye salmon — did you bring any back?" he teases her with a smile, rolling his suitcase along at his side.

     at her incredulous glance, he can't help but laugh, shaking his head fondly. "hey, you could have eaten just before this — i was trying to be considerate, suji-ya!" he responds playfully. "i should have known. your appetite for good food is unrivalled by anything." he thinks that's a good thing, though. he's glad he's dating someone who wholeheartedly appreciates the things she enjoys.