𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙀 𝙊𝙉 𝙈𝙀

               he was bricking it, really and truly. the entire situation with sunghee was enough to make his head spin -- one of his oldest friends was expected to now be his wife? jianyu wasn’t sure how to handle all the information as soon as it happened, but there was one silver lining waiting on the other side of wedded bliss: he could finally be with his family again. of course, that was contingent on a few things -- one of which included him getting along with her family. the baks’ reputation proceeded them and one of the most forboding-looking people that slight, thin jianyu had ever seen in his life was eunjae, who honestly looked like he was a few news stories away from having his own action figure. when the pair agreed to meet up ( well, jianyu offered and eunjae didn’t exactly tell him that he’d have his head on a plate ) jianyu figured that everything could be okay. the snowscape in the background was enchantingly peaceful, and maybe some of that peaceful, easy feeling could be used to his advantage. he sure hoped so, because here came eunjae now. he raised a hand up in a wave, giving the other man a small ( read: queasy ) smile. “hey, eunjae. how have you been? it’s good to see you again.” he begins, slowly but calmly ( which might not be a feeling that will last ) “h-how has your family been?”

A folder was given to her upon getting onto the car that would be driving her to the hotel, this wasn’t something she was expected to deal with, let alone this soon, but her father might have had a plan ‘b’ since day one. As she opened the folder she was surprised to see a familiar face, not exactly because she knew who it was but, because she would assume that in his case it was probably a bigger surprise — she couldn’t help but think he had little to no say on it considering the way things happened the last time they talked. Upon her arrival to the hotel she asked for the front desk to give the other a call and ask for them to let him know she’d be waiting on the café, where it seemed was had an special hot chocolate station that — considering the weather — she was basically drawn to. A few minutes had passed and she kept looking around, hoping the other would appear quickly since she didn’t like the pity looks she was getting by sitting on her own. A small smile appeared when she finally saw the other arrive, she raised a hand to signal where she was sitting. “Sure it’s been a while,” she commented as he got closer before slightly bowing at him. “Didn’t think this would be the way we made amendments.”

              the resort felt like something out of a winter wonderland and, if so, then cordelia wanted to be the princess. was it an odd sentiment? sure, but she couldn’t bring herself to care much. no, she was more focused on one thing and one thing only: that ice skating rink that she’d heard so much about. no sooner than she got into her room was she leaving it, having thrown on a puffy coat and making her way down to the rink. she was like a moth to flame; cordelia hadn’t been skating since she was a young girl, but it was like riding a bike, wasn’t it? as soon as she got back on the ice, she’d be okay?

               no. not at all, but she could at least keep herself on the ice. she hadn’t fallen yet and, as she watched a pair skate circles around her, she frowned. recognizing taesoo on the other side of the rink, she hastily ( but sloppily ) made her way over to him. “hey -- woah!” she quite nearly fell backwards before keeping herself upright. “do you see those two? what show-offs, am i right?” she pointed to the couple, who looked like they were olympic gold medalists based on the grace with which they were floating on the ice. “do you think they want a skate off, or should we have a skate off? unless you’re too scared, that is.”  

       𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐀𝐘  ziggy had come to this getaway prepared . and, when saying that, he meant that he’d brought a very special jenga set to livin’ up the stay on this vacation that the bak’s had generously paid for. though, TONIGHT was the night that boy was finally being able to put it to good use. the wooden blocks stacked in their tower as various drinks and shots were sat at the sidelines for when him or cordy had to face their punishments in a game of drunk jenga. sitting together by the fire place, it was a grin he shot cordelia’s way. finally finished placing the final pieces together.   ❝  so,   ❞ he began.   ❝  you prepared to get annihilated , brah ?? how should we decide who goes first ?? rock, paper, scissors ?? nose-goes ??   ❞ 

              cordelia was surprisingly excited about this little excursion -- perhaps, most of all, because she didn’t have to pay for it. cordelia wanted to see the world, of course, but that tended to require money that she didn’t have. spending time with her friends on the isle was wonderful in and of itself, but especiallu since it was coming out of the bak family’s pockets. now, she wasn’t exactly excited to hit the slopes or anything of that sort. no, she was most excited to spend time goofing off with her friends -- namely, ziggy. “how many times do i have to tell you to stop calling me brah, zigilicious?” it’s only right that she calls him something equally as obnoxious. “rock, paper, scissors wouldn’t be fair, because i know that you always put out scissors. why don’t we both think of a number and whichever number is higher has to go first?” 

            to be fair, jianyu was a little surprised to see that he’d been selected to share a room with minhyuk on this excursion. it was probably for the best, given that he’d have to be on his absolute best behavior all during the trip. the baks scared the daylights out of him and he had a hunch that anything that got through them could find its way to parents and god, did he not want that. as he was admiring the room and beginning to unpack, jianyu noticed that he might have brought too many clothes ( alright, he certainly brought too many clothes. ) “hey, how much space do you think you’ll need in the closet and in the drawers?” he asked of minhyuk, trying to see if he could gauge how much or how little ( hopefully how little ) the other had brought along. “i might have gone a little, heh, overboard.” he continued, doing his best to make small talk. frowning a little, jianyu blurted something out that, after it was in the open, caused him to hope for the ground to swallow him whole. “you don’t talk much, do you?”

it’s honey ( again ) and -- he’s here! esteemed try-hard and self-proclaimed prince charming ( don’t ask, he’s dumb dumb dumb ) jianyu is here! he’s a relatively new muse, but that doesn’t mean i’m anything less than SO pumped to bring him to life. give this post a heart and let’s get plotting!

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✹  *     ˚    ✧          featuring          saint.

         cordelia knew that she was quite lucky to have found a friend, a fellow old soul in saint. behind that ( or, at least how she had perceived him to be before they got close ) cool-as-ice exterior there was someone who was so sweet and always had a smile for her. when cordelia had first arrived on the island, she felt like she couldn’t get any lower in her life. it wasn’t possible. she felt like she’d never see the sun or the stars again, but making friends with saint proved that it could and would get better. never having been good with words, she decides it best to try her best to let the boy know how much he meant to her. as they’re sitting in a restaurant, laughing loudly at something sweet yet silly his grandmami had said the night before, cordelia comes out with it. “this might be weird or out of place to say, but i just wanted to thank you.” the girl began, blowing some hair out of her eyes so that she could really see him as she said all this. “when i first came here, i thought there would be no cool people on the island, but there you were. i just wanted to say thank you for making everything here feel so special.” the girl had a hunch that she’d made the mood a little odd and frowned. “i just made everything weird, didn’t i?”

❅ ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴀɴɢᴍɪ: whose mouth are you calling pretty? ❅ ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴀɴɢᴍɪ: if anything whenever he speaks everything else gets ruined ❅ ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴀɴɢᴍɪ: why would anyone root for something like that???????? ❅ ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴀɴɢᴍɪ: do they think we live in a movie??  ❅ ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴀɴɢᴍɪ:  of course I can do better! chaos or seojun????? ME?!?! ❅ ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴀɴɢᴍɪ: thank you, you’re the real mvp ❅ ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴀɴɢᴍɪ: you can call up chaos for money, he owes me at least some bail money ❅ ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴀɴɢᴍɪ: i’d even tell you to call up sungjae for money, but if i kill him then he cannot give money to bail me out ❅ ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴀɴɢᴍɪ: should i just plan a heist before his murder so we get the bail money?