pinned !!
❀ *ﾟ steven yeun. thirty-six. cis man. he/him. pansexual gemini. ⇝ looks like jiho bae blew in about two years ago and never left. they’ve proven themselves to be generous & sympathetic, but being aloof & short-tempered is their downfall. it’s only fitting that nerves by dpr ian is playing when they leave the motel, where they live on the 2nd floor. rumor has it that they got in trouble selling some stuff on the black market, wonder if that’s why the co-host at in love with the rhythm podcast moved out of their place in ulsan, sk.
( trigger warnings for drugs / addiction, child neglect, abuse, death, murder, mental illness. )
name: jiho bae. nicknames: fuckface, though he doesn’t like it. age: thirty - six. birth date: june 17th, 1985. orientation: pansexual, panromantic. hometown: ulsan, sk. occupation: co-host at in love with the rhythm podcast. siblings: an older sister and one younger, atticus villanelle. relationship status: dating coraline villar. children: none, thank god.
aesthetic: empty cigarette packs on the floorboard of your car, words left unsaid and promises forgotten in the wind, a cloud of cigarette smoke in the dead of night, learning to live and forget.
BACKGROUND.
— jiho was born and raised in ulsan, sk. growing up hadn’t been particularly difficult. truth be told, he doesn’t remember much from his early childhood in the first place. he remembers his father constantly being out of the house with the excuse that he was off to work, and he remembers that despite how much his father “ worked ”, they hardly had enough money to pay the bills. — jiho had always been kind of an “ outcast ” ( go ahead and translate that to : local burnout ), but it hadn’t necessarily bothered him. he spent a good bit of time in his own little world growing up because that was easier than listening to the way his parents would scream at one another. — when jiho was fifteen, he and his sisters has just returned from school to discover their mother collapsed in the hallway. her pulse was weak, but she was alive. jiho’s eldest sister called for an ambulance while jiho sat beside her. — their mother only lasted a month in the hospital before she passed, leaving her husband with their three children. things changed after that. he had barely stepped foot in the home before, even less so now. he said it “ reminded him to much of her, ” but jiho wasn’t stupid, and knew he just couldn’t handle the sudden responsibility of having to care for his children on his own. — his eldest sister was quick to take their father to court, demanding and fighting for guardianship over jiho and their sister. it was a lot battle, one that felt never-ending, but she got her wish in the end. — and jiho hadn’t been much help, unknowingly turning himself into a spitting image of the man. he started drinking and taking pills until he gradually worked his way up to something better, something harder. his eighteenth birthday had barely passed before he was packing a bag and walking out the door. if there’s one thing copious amounts of drugs and booze have never been able to take away from him, it’s the way his sister’s looked at him when he walked out the door.
— he spent years hitting up every scene, every bar, every club, every seedy alleyway, you fucking name it. if you can name it, jiho was probably there. and like a lot of other shit in his life, jiho doesn’t remember much of it. — the first time jiho got completely sober, he was twenty-seven. he woke up one morning with an untreated burn on the palm of his hand that left a nasty scar, not remembering the cause and thought fuck it, might as well try.
— sobriety kicked his ass but he managed to navigate it fairly well. during those years, he sought out his younger brother, atticus. with atticus came cyrek, who quickly became one of jiho’s closest friends. and thanks to cyrek, jiho found himself joining his MC ; and it was the closest jiho had ever felt to fitting in somewhere. for a while, shit was okay. he had family, he was sober, and he got a girlfriend to keep his ass in line. — then shit kind of hit the fan, and pretty quickly at that. due to unforeseen circumstances ( to put it lightly ), jiho found himself burying a body with atticus. you could say jiho is willing to take ride or die to a whole other level. — jiho quickly found himself using again, perhaps more so than he ever had before. he was going downhill, rapidly. it all came to a head the day the police knocked on his door and, during questioning, jiho had the audacity to tell them : i’m high, what do you want me to tell you ? — finally released from his court-mandated vacation, jiho is once again completely sober and he’d rather kick his own ass than go back to that shit. in fact, he may not have to do the kicking at all ; he’s almost positive coraline would beat him to it before he even gets the chance. he’s still with the MC, and he may or may not have sold a little something - something on the black market, but that’s neither here nor there. — despite what may be popular belief, he’s doing his best to get his shit together and keep it together. it’s always easier said than done though, isn’t it ?
TIDBITS.
— jiho has always been an aloof, closed - off person. always afraid of letting people too close, but he’s working on it. in fact, he’s made more progress than one might think. — he’s got several tattoos ( which you can read about here ! ) and the only person he ever really trusted to do them, was his brother. — once you managed to break down whatever walls he’s built up, he happens to be shockingly loyal. and very difficult to get rid of. no, he will not apologize for it. — he thinks cherry - flavored candy tastes like poison and if he’s offered any, he’ll assume it’s because the person hates him.
