conscientious

❝even though i know, i’d loveif you told me anyway. i alsocannot agree with the last part;because i love you the most.❞

❝i like me too.❞

❝can’t live without him. 10/10 would cherish and look after. a true god.❞

❝my one true love.❞

the contrast between his actions was amusing. first he was making sure to finish his snack with all the calmness he could gather, but the next second, once she had given him a tissue to clean himself up, it was like she pulled a trigger. he whined and complained, didn’t stop for quite a while. not that she would complain, really, in fact she was experiencing hell of a cute side of his. so frustrated and lost, if they weren’t in public, she’d still be squishing his cheeks, would be hugging his head to her chest like a protective mother. yoongi could come off pretty intimidating and distant, could seem cold, but this was definitely a refreshing change. silently, she was walking by his side, was listening to him like he was listening to her earlier. but this whole time she was wearing an idiotical grin on her lips, couldn’t get rid of it. the mere fact that a simple stain on his shirt was throwing him off so badly showed how much of an actual baby he was. when it seemed like he was done venting, iseul looked at him, only to realize he was already glancing at her as well. he voiced his plead, definitely made the female burst into a fit of soft chuckles. him and nyx were without doubt the most adorable best friends one could have. ❝i’m not letting you die, first of all..❞ again, she stopped him and shoved him to the side of the way. ❝second of all..❞ her eyes scanned the shirt in all seriousness. ❝it’s not that bad, really. but if you feel so uncomfortable, we will buy a new shirt. i will carry the bag, it’s no big deal, mh? momma iseul won’t let baby yoongi down.❞

work was inevitable - if someone knew, then iseul. she herself had packed schedules and even if she was free sometimes, it wasn’t impossible for her to get a call and be forced to work. but she always tried to get back to her beloved ones, always tried her best to stay in contact. which hadn’t been the case for yoongi. she felt upset, somewhat betrayed. and even if she didn’t like exploding on yoongi, even if usually she did not complain much about him, this time it seemed necessary. so instead of meeting up to spend quality time together, she used the opportunity to lecture him. she really just let her inner mother hang out. like a good kid, he listened calmly, did not talk back. and maybe that was a mistake of his, because that only led to iseul going on and on about things. until a minor inconvenience happened. before yoongi spoke up, the girl didn’t even notice he had stopped in his tracks. she had taken a few more steps forward and then spun around to look at him. his words, the scene presented, hilarious. one should’ve felt bad for him, but iseul, being the good best friend she was, couldn’t help but burst out into laughter. he looked so perplexed, like a child that dropped its ice cream on the floor before getting to taste it. his face looked adorable, to say the least, and so she walked over to him to squish his cheeks together, still unable to stop her chuckles.  ❝to be quite honest, i am happy now. i’ll even stop nagging, i promise. hold on, i’ll give you a tissue, let’s hope we can get rid of the stain at least a little bit.❞

❝Oh stop exaggerating..❞ And before she could say anything else, the other female continued her work, causing Iseul to grimace at the stinging feeling. It certainly wasn’t her first time being stitched up after a rough night at work; that didn’t mean she got any used to it though. Really, in fact, she didn’t enjoy doctors’ offices at all. But Amelia is a pediatrician; kind of .. more gentle. Considering Iseul is still a child at heart, she was the right person for her. ❝Mh.. I already am as careful as I can be. I can’t help if there’s people that act unpredictable.❞ Unpredictable people were all she worked with, but there were some worse than others. You could be busy with one criminal and have another bump into you to help the first out. You were never really secure. Once the elder was done, Iseul skipped off the patient bed and smiled at her. ❝I’ll be back in around three days. Unless I get into more trouble.❞ A nod followed. ❝Pain medication, euh.. I think I still have some left from last time. So I’m good!❞

❝Jihae..❞ Her rage was understandable. And Iseul didn’t at all blame her for being mad. But this was a little difficult. It was a case that was wanted by many uniformed police officers, however, could not be done by just anyone. Not even Iseul had ever dreamt to be the chosen one, but perhaps this was finally her chance of proving what she was capable of. Maybe, if she mastered this case, her colleagues would finally acknowledge her as a full on officer and not just that girl. She was sitting comfortably on her office chair, looking down at documents, thinking. A deep breath was taken, then she finally rose her head to have a look at the other girl that was standing opposite her, on the other side of the desk. ❝I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone.❞ And she wasn’t. The case was to be handled carefully, secretly. Too many cooks spoil the broth, they say. Any small mistake caused by anybody involved could ruin it all.  ❝I am sorry you had to find out this way. But you know I take things seriously. If they tell me to keep my mouth shut, I do. And so should you, now that you’re aware of it.❞

❝Iseul? Police officer? Oh, I think I’ve heard of her.She’s this real hot girl, practically irresistible. Ah,I’d give up everything to be her. So I get why youare filling your mind with that gorgeous babe.❞

❝i cannot believe there’s people like me out there.❞

❝kissing me? well i am not one to blameyou for that. if i could, i would kiss me too.it’s just problematic because i don’t knowwho you are. and the other problem is, iprefer to kiss people who actually tell methese kinda things face to face.❞