Cha Jungjin

mp-jungjin​:

(…) “I..do know who you are. I’ve met maybe one or two of my cousins..most of the Egyptian demigods I’ve met have been pretty welcoming.” he explains as he hands Osiris his glass and moves to sit on the adjacent love seat by the couch. The mention of Jordan does seem to weight on him Jungjin shoulders seem to slouch a bit but he nods and thinks a bit before talking. “He was my brother..I did what I could to get to know him. Spend some time with him. I had no idea of the things he was really doing though. I- I didn’t think he would be… I wasn'nt aware of just how much of my fathers blood really ran through his veins.”

as jungjin moves around his apartment, osiris just stands in place and waits for the young man to return to him with the drinks. he’s led over to the couch then, where he gratefully takes a seat and takes the cup of iced coffee over from the demigod. sniffing it briefly in passing, he then takes a small sip to gauge its taste. it’s surprisingly good, so he turns his full attention on the boy.

the way jungjin speaks of his brother and father definitely does a lot to bring him up in osiris’ esteem, he’s not going to lie about that, and so he gives a small nod of his head to indicate he understands and agrees with the young man’s statements.

“it turns out he inherited most of his father’s hatefulness,” he agrees quite easily. “the urge to bring chaos and destruction wherever he goes.” he tilts his head lightly to the side as he remembers it’s no longer present tense for the young demigod but past tense at this point. he didn’t last long in the ultimate punishment of osiris’ afterlife, but that is definitely not something he will be telling the kid’s brother. no matter how little they were related.

Seeing Woojin turn to look at him Jungjin can’t help but be a little embarrassed about crying as well but he looks away taking a second to pull himself together the best he could. “Yeah..nothing has changed with me really..” he says and tries to brush off the recent issue of Jordan. Though he knows that the younger would figure it out sometime soon. That will be ugly… “H-Have I?” he asks a little shocked to hear that he’s lost weight, a hand comes up to touch his face to see but he really hadn’t noticed. It was probably due to all the stress..

Wrapping himself around Jungjin and listening to his wise words turned out to be everything Woojin needed to feel better. Much better, if compared to when he knocked on his elder brother’s door. “Yeah, as long as we stay here,” parroted Woojin, in a brighter voice tone, even though still exceptionally nasal due to the violent crying. His cold fingers found further comfort in the softness of Jungjin’s hands, playing with those dainty fingers and the callus on Jungjin’s right middle finger formed after years of constantly using pens . 

Woojin had just been back to the island with a great distress crushing down on his heart and mind, but that couldn’t stop him from recognizing the changes in his brother. None of those changes he ever liked, and knowing this island’s darker side, he was almost sure that something wrong had happened during his absence. Yet, forcing the elder to reveal the whole truth now would not do good to either of them. Right now, Woojin just wanted to focus on his brother’s wellbeing, to take care of him, and to make it up for his brother for everything he’d done in his blind stubbornness. 

He might have his fathers divine blood running through his veins but he is not like Set, and he never plans to be. After the writer blinks away the tears that were still in his eyes he takes a deep breath and gives his younger brother a small smile. "No, I haven't eaten yet...but I'll eat whatever you make me. I went shopping the other day but I might not have much still." Jungjin did go shopping the other day but he was a bit too much of a zombie to really know what he got.

i was gone for a while, but god help me lads i used that time to my advantage! here’s a delightful prompt request from a darling friend of mine, i love you to pieces, and i hope you enjoy them as much as i enjoyed making them! these prompts are for HUGS, idk how i made it angsty, but i did. ily all!! unclench your jaw!! stretch your arms!!

[ PROTECT ] - sender wraps receiver in a hug in order to protect them from a potential or present danger.

[ REUNITE ] - having been apart for some time, sender, upon seeing receiver for the first time, sprints to give them a hug. (be emo w this okay PLS–)

[ BATTLE ] - unsure about their survival, sender and receiver see each other across the battle field, and race into a tight, giddy embrace with each other.

[ SHIELD ] - sender pulls receiver into a hug to prevent them from seeing something horrific.

[ COMFORT ] - noticing that the receiver has received terrible news, sender offers them a hug as a means of comforting them during this difficult time.

[ RELIEF ] - sender gives receiver a relieved hug.

[ TEARS ] - sender/receiver/both are in tears, and as such, a hug is shared between them.

[ GREETING ] - sender and receiver share a hug while greeting each other.

[ FINAL ] - sender gives receiver a hug that is either knowingly or unknowingly the last hug they’ll ever share.

[ GOODBYE ] - while parting ways, sender gives receiver a hug farewell.

[ HAPPY ] - having received joyous news, sender turns to receiver for a delighted hug.

[ JUST BECAUSE ] - sender hugs receiver “just because”.

[ HIDE ] - in order to hide receiver from people chasing them, sender pulls them into a tight hug while hiding their face from view.

[ TACKLE ] - sender (playfully) tackles receiver into a hug.

[ TICKLE ] - while hugging the receiver, sender begins to tickle them.

[ SIDE ] - sender gives receiver a side hug (aka pulling their arm around them and pulling them into their side.

[ OPEN ] - seeing receiver, sender opens their arms out to them for a hopeful embrace.

[ CUDDLE ] - sender and receiver shared a hug that’s now upgrading into a cuddle session.

[ TRAUMA ] - having both experienced a massive trauma, sender and receiver share a hug in efforts to comfort one another in the aftermath.

[ TERROR ] - sender hugs receiver out of sheer fear.

[ SAFE ] - having just saved the receiver, sender pulls them into their arms for a protective hug to assure them they’re safe.

[ GRATITUDE ] - overwhelmed with gratitude, sender pulls receiver in for a hug to express how thankful they are.

[ MORNING ] - sender gives receiver a hug to say good morning.

mp-jungjin​:

(…) The next hug he get almost makes him lose his footing but the raven laughs and squeezed back again. Such a healing embrace.. “Yah.. enough with the sweet talk I can only handle so much and I’m already going to feed you.” he warns with a playful attitude but it was all in good fun. “You know you have to let go of me so I can order the pizza right? Haha, how about we move to the couch? We can watch a movie..?”

“hyung!” he protests when he’s told he’ll have to let go for jungjin to be able to order the pizza. “you can’t order pizza while i’m hugging you? this is inconceivable! you have to quickly learn this most important skill! what will you possibly do without it in the future? i can’t always let go of you just because you need to order food on the phone!” he tsks, but really he’s having the most wondrous time in existence and he can’t imagine ever being actually upset with his friend.

so he does let go after another moment, but slowly to make sure jungjin really knows how much he doesn’t like it. but really he just gives the older man enough time to take his phone before he wraps his arms around jungjin’s middle again and then proceeds to walk around with him like that, face pressed into his friend’s side.

Theres a bit of silence in between them and Jungjin is looking back at himself trying to get his body to move and as he pushes through it he’s obviously shaky. In the end he’s able to pick himself up but quickly rests against a building next to them. “I..well in the residential area.. Sphinx Apartments. I was on my way there when..yeah..” he trails off gulping down some sudden nervousness. “I’d really appreciate some help. I promise I’m not hurt, just…really tired.” Jungjin contemplates how much he wants to say. Its bad enough that Lio knows now that he’s within the Egyptian pantheon. Now if he finds out that he’s the son of Set he wonders if the kindness would change. Would it even matter to Lio?

Lio remains silent, listening to Jungjin while waiting for him to gather himself together and stand up. Those bullies must have gone hard with their dirty attack, judging on how much trouble it gave to Jungjin just to stand back up and remain in the standing position. 

“It’s wondrous to meet you, despite this messed up circumstance.” And that puts an amused smile on Lio’s face, for Jungjin still has the courtesy to say so despite his wounds and all. 

“Sphinx Apartments?” He repeats with mild surprise. What a pleasant coincidence, even though there is a pang of anger tugging at somewhere inside him, seeing a pantheon-fellow of his to be treated roughly by those filthy street rats. Naturally, Lio would like to know whose child Jungjin is, but that should not be the main focus of their conversation, at least until they get out of this dark alley and back to the main street. “I’m living there as well. Come on then, let’s go home.” 

But when Jungjin admitted that he could used some help with moving, Lio swiftly swings his backpack off his back, then carries it, along with Jungjin’s backpack, in front of his chest. Then, he turns his back to Jungjin and crouches down, and taps his own shoulder slightly as a signal for the other demigod to get on. 

mp-jungjin​:

(…) “Um..please come in..I have coffee if you’d like any..?” he gently offers as he steps aside to make room for the god to come in. He’s really not sure why Osiris is here but we would definitely rather have any talk about his family behind closed doors than to be right in the hallway of the Sphinx Apartments..

the boy’s reaction upon seeing him seems to be complete and utter shock and perhaps even a hint of fear if the freezing is anything to go by. he takes a moment just to give jungjin the time to adapt, and then nods when he’s told to come inside. “coffee sounds nice,” he agrees easily. “i’ll take it whichever way you do.” because in the many lives he’s lived, he’s had all different kinds of preferences for his coffee, but this lifetime he doesn’t at all.

walking inside, he glances towards the living area and then down at his feet, before politely moving to take off his shoes so he won’t make jungjin’s house dirty or anything like it. he follows the boy with his gaze for a moment, walking further inside when he does so he can take his place at whichever piece of furniture the young man deems a good enough place to have this talk.

@mp-jungjin

it is one place after the other that he visits, the papers full of translated lines from his nephew’s journal in his hands. the council is still deciding his fate, but he hasn’t stopped to care about them in a good while, because this is more important than whatever power they think they should be wielding and whatever warnings they think they should give. and even if the door he stands in front of today is not one of the ones he really wanted to visit, he owes it to this kid just the same as all the others to let him know that someone had been fucking with his mind.

so he squares his shoulders, wipes everything else from his mind and becomes once more the person he needs to be in order to give these people the explanations and perhaps even comfort they require. even if this particular one is a son of set and technically his nephew as well. even if this particular one is one he’s not ventured near to all too often just in case his dislike for the parent would shine through. but at this point he thinks he owes it to the boy to be different, to be at least the one person who understands children are not always like their parents - even if jordan had been.

so he presses the doorbell and waits calmly. surprisingly the kid whom they’d interrogated before in relation to felix apparently was also close to jungjin, and with the way he behaved when asked about it, osiris figures that he might just be best friends with half the people on the island. it’s a good thing, though, that these victims of manipulation and worse have as bright a friend as the japanese kid to lighten some of their days for them. it’ll most certainly help in the long run, right?

Jungjin was working on mixing up his first cold brew coffee for the day when he hears the door. The raven wasn't actually expecting and one so after pouring some home made simple syrup into his drink he's putting the jar down and walks right over to the door to open it right up. Coming face to face with Osiris has Jungjin's eyes instantly widening, even his body freezes but he quickly does his best to shake his nerves off. "Oh- Hi..yes I'm Jungjin.." he replies quietly though hearing the rest of his title sends a awful chill down his spine. Son of Set..... It definitely sucks being constantly reminded that he's born from chaos and evil and he's not just talking about the Egyptian god.

mp-jungjin​:

(…) “I’m fine Han really. You…you actually helped me a lot just now. My mind was just racing not knowing what to do or how to handle people that look at me after all that. Your hugs work wonders.” he teases a little but he does squeeze his friend a little more. “Hm well how about we order pizza first then if your still hungry we can make grilled cheese? Does that sound okay?”

he grins brightly when he’s told he helped jungjin a lot and how his hugs work wonders. “they do?” he asks, face lighting up with happiness. “that’s good to know, because i plan to give you many, many more of them! how about two a day, at least? i’m sure woojin won’t mind if i sneak in here on the regular just to snoop some cuddles off you, right?”

he nuzzles jungjin’s cheek, and then he’s offered pizza and a possible grilled cheese sandwich after and not even the sun can rival the beaming smile that appears on his features at that. “hyung!” he exclaims with all the delight of someone who was offered his most deepest desires and perhaps even his wildest dreams. “pizza and grilled cheese?”

he goes in for another squishy hug all over again, pulling his friend close and squeezing him against his chest. “i love you and i love that and yes please and also have i told you yet how amazing you are?” he rubs his cheek against jungjin’s shoulder and then just shuffles a little bit closer yet, as if there is any space left between them to bridge.

"Yes, yes. Pizza and grilled cheese. I plan to spoil you." he laughs a little. Maybe he should thank the universe for pulling his more...maternal instincts back. Jungjin hasn't felt so warm in years. He had quickly grew out of it once Woojin was in high school, no longer having to take care of a preteen. Then when their powers started to manifest and show that was when they really started to take a negative toll on the writer.

Woojin cried as if he had never been allowed to cry since birth. 

Jungjin knew better than anyone else that life wasn't fair. He's had the worst luck when it came to most things but he really only had his brother. Woojin was the only person he could give his whole heart too and not be scared about what he would do with it. He always thought that the younger knew that Woojin could trust him and do the same, but he was very aware of how independent the younger grew to be. JJ really wasn't surprised not with how they grew up and how he had to take care of them both.

mp-jungjin​:

(…) “Heh..sure I’ll make you something to eat.. Is there anything that you’re craving?” he asks slowly pulling away as he reaches to fix a part of Han’s hair smoothing it down. “How are you..? Jordan didn’t do anything to you did he?”

jungjin reacts like he most definitely should, and han gladly sinks away into the embrace, happy with the softness he’s being held with and with how content jungjin seems with the hug as well. he curls up a little closer still, comfortable and warm, and considers the thought of just not having dinner and spending a good two hours cuddling instead. before he can decide that that might be the better option, his stomach rumbles at him in protest and he has to go for the option of food after all.

then jungjin asks him how he’s doing and he instantly huffs out a little breath of amusement, though it’s not amusing at all. “oh no,” he says, “i didn’t even know him. never met him either. but i know people affected by him and i’ve been trying to help them handle it.” he nuzzles a bit closer, ever so content to have his face tucked away in the crook of jungjin’s neck despite the lack of proper air. that is, until he thinks of something himself.

“what about you?” he asks, lifting his head and looking at his friend, eyes slightly narrowed as he seemingly look into jungjin’s soul to see whether he’s been a victim. “he didn’t come and put all kinds of weird thoughts in your head too, did he? you shouldn’t believe a single word he said to you, that kind of asshole only says what he thinks will hurt you the most, i’m sure!” despite never having met the guy, he truly despises him already, and so he doesn’t think it’s bad advice to tell jungjin to just say fuck your brother and move on.

When JJ watches the other slowly walk up to him, looking cautious still, for a moment the writer can’t seem to take his eyes off of him and his strange personality. Well, he shouldn’t call it strange. He was much on red alert for the first year he was on the island, maybe it’s just his fault for dropping that lately. “D-Don’t worry. I don’t need a hospital. I’ve been worse off than this, trust me. I just… I really need to get home so I can sleep this off.” he explains and hopes that the other doesn’t fight him on it. As he waits for an answer, Jungjin also takes the time to actually ask for this stranger’s name. “I’m…Jungjin by the way..you mind if I ask you yours? I feel like I may really have to repay you after this.”

Lio’s eyebrows arches up in surprise hearing the other demigod admitted to be in this kind of situation more than once. A wave of empathy for the other rose up in his chest, but it was too soon and too dark to show it out. “That sucks,” he leaves it at that, his eyes are still busy scanning for possible items on the ground around them, “Don’t mention it. I just…couldn’t walk away from that.” 

The other’s reply to his suggestion is predictable, and as much as they’ve learned about each other, which is nothing more than a face and a voice, Lio is totally fine to let it go. Patiently, he holds the backpack out, with all the other demigod’s personal stuff returned safely inside, waiting for him to take it back. The name exchange is quite of a surprise to him, but since it is Jungjin who has initiated to give him his name, even politely asked to know his, it totally makes sense to reciprocate. 

“Just call me Lio. And please, no, you don’t owe me anything, so no need to repay.” He smiles the first genuine smile of the day, for Jungjin seems to be a very well-mannered and kind man, and Lio takes it as his own pleasure to be here in the right time to save Jungjin the trouble. His politeness is probably the reason why Lio makes another offer and not just walk away on his own. 

with @mp-jungjin

there is a certain relief in walking through the apartment building doors and heading up the stairs to jungjin’s floor. he’s not been in any sort of bad situation, but he’s been in the passenger seat to a world of horrors, he’d say, and though he assumes it must be much, much worse to felix - and therefore he’s done his best to be there for his friend whenever he needed it - he doesn’t think he can handle any more of it without first having someone worry over and take care of him instead. which is exactly why he’s come to seek out jungjin.

his luck is abundant that evening, because not only did someone let him into the building, he finds jungjin’s door slightly ajar, as if it hadn’t been closed properly and a small gust of wind opened it up a little bit again, which means he doesn’t even have to wait in the hallway before he can go inside. his luck also holds out in that there doesn’t seem to be anyone else around for the time being, not even woojin whose presence he doesn’t mind at all usually, but who he can definitely do without today.

today he wants all of his friend’s attention to be for him, and all of the worrying and hopefully food making and other delightful things to be done on his account only. so it’s not with little noise that he enters, sighs deeply and loudly, kicks his shoes off in the hallway and slips into a pair of inside slippers before he trudges into the apartment. “what a day!” he exclaims, walking right up to his friend and wrapping arms around him, draping himself all over the other man’s frame. he lifts a hand to rub his face and then just nuzzles into the crook of jungjin’s neck.

It's been days after losing Jordan and Jungjin has been rather terrified to go to work or just head outside. He doesn't know how to face any of his brother's victims. The writer doesn't even feel like he could do anything to make things better. While in thought still, as he has been for the last couple of days, Jungjin was looking out of his window overlooking the residential area when he hears his door open and hears Han. The raven is way too stunned to say anything while Han just seems to talk to him like always. The other wasn't even mad. Before he could even utter a question he hears his friend call him the wonderful sibling and suddenly all of those poisonous thoughts he's had in his head disappear. With his arms now full of Han he's still for a moment but like those thoughts, he's also melting into his embrace, letting out a sigh before squeezing Han back.