Park 'Sin' Shinwoo

​Calling a Life Line

when: sometime in winter of 2017 (i think) where: BEYEOGDOL APARTMENTS, Apt: 218 with: @shinwoovc

Shinwoo was stretched across his bed, Hyerim curled up beside him. He watched as he tiny chest rose and fell. He was always checking her breathing, making sure she was okay. It was still crazy to him that he was a dad. That the little girl beside him was his. She was still so tiny and he was always fraud that he was going to mess this up. His eyes danced over to the woman that had his heart. He couldn’t imagine a life without either one of them. Hyerim stirred in her sleep and he quickly rubbed her back until she fell back into a deep sleep.

Just as he was dozing off, he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He struggled to remove the phone from his pants, accidentally tossing in onto the floor. Groaning, he climbed off of the bed and answered the call. “Blue, hey, relax. Where are you?” He asked, already looking for his keys. “Baby, I’ll be back soon.” Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to her lips and exited the room.

Grabbing his keys off of the table, he slid his feet into his shoes and locked the door. Blue was one of the people that he always felt very protective over. He’d been through a lot and he knew they weren’t supposed to get close to people who were brought in or anything like that but he grew close to Blue. “Are you home? I can get there in like fifteen minutes. Just take deep breaths and try to calm down, okay?”

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By the time Shinwoo finally answered his call, Blue had made his way to the corner of the room, clutching his phone for dear life. His shoes and the knees of his pants coated with the coagulating substance, matching the caked blood that had smeared into the lines of  his hands. 

His entire body felt as if it were vibrating, not sure if it was adrenaline or fear, maybe both, that had taken over every atom in his nervous system. There were things about the situation he’d hardly understood, not even being able to wrap his mind around how…without lifting a finger how. 

He’d always envisioned it, snapping finally, a frenzied rage that would leave what was left of his boyfriend in the same state, always assuming it’d be by his bare hands, which he assumed was why it had never actually happened. Even when he fantasized about it, fearing it was his only way out of the situation, but having bared his own theoretical fangs without so much of a warning, had him completely shutting down.

That was why he knew that this was serious. His voiced was always so melodic to Sin’s ears but tonight the melodious timber was a clash of notes that seemed to haunt him.   “Blue, I need you to take deep and steady breaths. I want you to calm down and just breathe.” He pulled into the street that he knew belonged to Blue’s boyfriend. He parked on the street and turned off the car. “I’m here. I’m coming up to the apartment, now.” He stood outside the door, bracing himself for whatever scene was behind it. “Blue, it’s me.” He called out as he opened the door.

He entered the apartment and stepped deeper inside. The smell of blood hit him before he saw it. The scene before him could be likened to a Wes Craven movie. He looked down at what was left of the man and tried to stay composed. He’d never seen a body so mangled. “Blue, what happened? Are you hurt?”

The tiny hand held tightly to her own, still wet from her tears. With a soothing thumb she traced along her daughters knuckles trying to keep her sniffles from tugging at her heart strings. Sena had been ready to level the city at the sound of her daughters screams and wails in the middle of the night. She hadn’t even woken up Sin, who’s she was sure was in tow as she practically vaulted all the way to the tots bedroom. 

She’d woken up with a piercing headache, complaining and crying about a pressure in her ear that made her eye hurt and Sena could only feel a small tidbit of relief, her initial thought being someone had been stupid enough to break into her apartment, with her fiancé and daughter inside. Had she been their target they would have been number one on the stupid list to choose such a location. 

The couple had drove her to the ER, Sena still clad in her robe waiting patiently for someone to finally show up to their room to help them.

“Did you bring her rabbit?” She asked her fiance, looking over him with a tired glance.

Sin had remembered her stuffed rabbit. He knew that if Hyerim wanted anything, she’d want her stuffy. “Yeah, babe. It’s right here.” He looked over his fiancée’s attire and sighed. “Do you want me to see if I have any spare sweats in the car?” He usually kept a change of clothes in case he had somewhere to be after work. “I might have some you could wear. You look cold.” 

“Daddy, stay here.” Hurting whined. And that nipped that in the bud. “I’m right here.” He smiled over at her and squeezed her hand. “The doctor is going to be here any minute and then you’re gonna feel all better. And for breakfast, we can have waffles in the shape of H’s. How’s that?” He asked, smiling softly at his little girl.

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The bustle of the precinct was busy enough despite the hour for Dal to slip by unnoticed. He navigated between the desks with practiced ease, pausing at one desk to open a drawer and pilfer an orange candy from an absent officer he knew was currently interrogating his dad for no reason. Lifting up on his tiptoes, he noticed the light was on in the office and so made his way to the door, not bothering to knock before entering. It wasn’t the best habit but the van didn’t have any real doors to account for so he wasn’t used to the concept of privacy. Clutching his stuffed black dog to his chest, his fingers played with a floppy ear for a moment before he properly entered the room. The gloomy overcast in his expression fading as Shinwoo came into focus.

Shinwoo had always thought of himself as a romantic. He was able to find a sitter last minute so that he could cook dinner and plan a whole night for Sena. Now, he wasn’t the best in the kitchen but he did know how to make a few dishes. And tonight he was making chicken Parmesan. The side salad was sat on the table along with two place settings and two glasses of wine. It had been so long since they’d sat down like this. Just the two of them with no ti y feet running around. Not that he minded. Becoming a father was the best thing to ever happen to him.

The door unlocked and he smiled, stepping out of the kitchen. “Hey, baby? Can you go into the bedroom and grab my phone off of the bed?” He called out, knowing it would annoy her that a favor was the first thing said to her as she got home. Sat on the bed was a bag with a card and a box inside of it. He knew very well that she could afford her own equipment but he wanted to spoil her when he could. He was making good money and had put a lot into savings and Hyerim’s account that they’d made for her to have at eighteen.

Shinwoo had missed being able to sit and have dinner and got to bed together at the end of the night. But what he missed most was waking up beside the love of his life. “Sit down, I’ve got this all planned. You relax and I’ll take care of you, tonight.” Taking her hand, he led her to the table. He pulled out her chair and helped her into before scooting her up to the table. He sat in his chair and poured them both a glass of wine.

when: sometime in winter of 2017 (i think) where: BEYEOGDOL APARTMENTS, Apt: 218 with: @shinwoovc

The things that had began to float around the room finally settled to the ground in a loud crash. 1…2…3…4…5, seconds ticked by as he tried to figure out what exactly had happened, or if it truly happened at all.

He hadn’t known much about his powers, only the few main ones he’d gotten to master, seeing them trickle in here and there, but tests had shown that so far he’d been the only one of his kind, a mysterious blip on the generalization of supernatural species, at least in the country they had brought him too. He’d never been violent, sure he’d cuss out a bartender or bouncer or two in a drugged stupor, under the guise of protecting his friends, but physically he wouldn’t hurt a fly…he hadn’t had to.

Just as he was dozing off, he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He struggled to remove the phone from his pants, accidentally tossing in onto the floor. Groaning, he climbed off of the bed and answered the call. “Blue, hey, relax. Where are you?” He asked, already looking for his keys. “Baby, I’ll be back soon.” Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to her lips and exited the room.

shinwoovc​:

Shinwoo listened to every word before he spoke again. He didn’t want her to think this was some sudden decision that he’d decided upon while bored in bed. “Sena, baby, leaving was never easy. That was the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to do. And I feel like yes, I had to do it so that I could come to my senses. I was afraid to not be put first, after Hyerim of course. I was afraid that The Night Bloods meant more to you because they were able to do more for you. I was insecure and dumb.”

Sighing, he frowned. “Over the past year, I missed us everyday. When I said that I didn’t think having sex was a good idea, it was because I was still insecure and I felt that if we slept together it would make staying apart harder. But afterwards a part of me felt that if that was how I could have you, I didn’t want to stop.”

Shaking his head, he sat on the couch, not wanting to loom over her as they spoke. “Now, I know I was just being dumb. Really fucking dumb. I can see how much our family means to you and I know that we don’t come second to the gang. And I was never scared of your gang life I was scared of what it meant to you. I always looked out for you and made sure that you were able to keep that part of your life. And even now, I’m a part of that side of your life too. So, I’m ride or die. Till the tires pop, you’ve got me. Now, preferably I’d want us to just do the riding part. Not looking to die or ya know, have you die. So, ride with me?”

He chuckled, knowing just how corny that sounded but it was always them against the world. At least their worlds. His family didn’t want them together, at first. He was too young. He had too much to lose. But once they really got to know Sena, she became a part of the family. Hyerim stole their hearts after the first look. “So, Sena, will you give this big idiot another chance to be your man, your provider, your stress, your relief, your husband?”

“That’s what’s making it hard for me Sin…” she confessed, with a soft sigh. “You were scared of…all of these things but instead of taking my word for it, you just let those insecurities eat you up. How do I know that wont happen again? Over something else? I-I mean I have clients, I have a business, I fly to different countries, I tattoo celebrities and idols…at what point do you become intimidated by my life again?” The dragon asked him genuinely, eyes far more innocent compared to what her almost thirty years had  seen. For the first time it was real fear, something she hadn’t felt since she was a teenager. Real uncertainty was eating her alive right where she stood.

Sena mulled over that night, she remembered it all, the way he walked in his uniform, tall and broad, eyeing her as if he hadn’t seen her before, as if he hadn’t left just a month or so earlier. She remembered how it felt to be touched by him, loved by him, the only man she’d ever been able to trust with her body for so long. And a part of her begged her to give in, take the dive, she knew him inside and out just as he did her, but was she sure? Was he sure?

She stood before him, tossing her long locks over her shoulder, the tips of her hair ghosting at the back of her knees. Teeth worried her bottom lip, even as smiles threatened to  tip at the corner of her lips as the way his accent coated his words forced back memories of true, undefiled, undiluted happiness.

When they’d met, she had done everything in her power to warn him. Tell him that she was nowhere near a good woman to build a life with, even as he fought the sleep that came with the weight of his best friend’s wedding, he smiled. Even when she refused to tell him her surname, afraid that too much information would lead to digging, and she would be left to wallow in her loneliness due to her choices once more, he’d stuck around and yet she felt as though her trust was wavering. 

“When we met,” she began once he’d asked her his question, “I tried everything in my power to keep you away from me. I ignored your calls, texts, pretended like I didn’t like it when you showed up to my apprenticeship at the old shop. Pretended like I didn’t want the love notes and the flowers. And then I thought, if he’s that persistent, maybe he does actually like me. And I said…you know it’s been a few weeks, if he wanted to do some digging, I’m sure he has by now…and yet here he is…still trying. And then when I got pregnant,” she said, running blood red, ballerina coffins through her hair, letting the long nails graze across her scalp. “I was sure, that you would leave then. I mean you’d just graduated the academy, and things were moving forward with you ,and the life you always wanted and I just couldn’t see myself fitting into something like that…and then you proposed.” 

shinwoovc​:

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The switch to English was instantaneous. “No, I’m not drunk. I was sitting at home and I was trying to figure out why you weren’t beside me and the only answer is that I fumbled the whole damn situation. I had everything that I ever want and everything that I didn’t even know I wanted. And I was the one that ruined it. And I know that you’re afraid that I’m being impulsive. I know you. You’re probably thinking that I’m doing the most and that I’m just acting crazy. And in a way you’d be right. I am doing the most but I’d do it again everyday if it meant having our family back.” He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

“I love you. I will always love you and nobody can ever take your place. I haven’t even considered being with anyone else. In this past year the only person I’ve been with is you because that’s all I want. Subconsciously, I think I always knew it.” He let his eyes scan over her frame and his teeth sank into his bottom lip as he tried to contain a growl. “This is what you’re lounging around in?” He asked, brow quirked. “Fuck, Sena. You look…god damn.” He couldn’t even finish his sentence.

“Ignore that. I came here to beg for you back. I didn’t come to here to fuck. I do t want you to think that this is about sex cause it’s not. Fuck, I miss you. I miss Hyerim running into the room to wake us both up. I miss calling you my fiancée. I hate referring you as my ex or my baby mama. It just feels so wrong.” Sighing, he stepped forward, staring down into her eyes. “If you need time, that’s fine too. Or if you don’t want this then that’s fine too. Just let me know and I’ll stop.”

“Yeah I wonder why I wasn’t next to you,” she teased him, with a gentle smile, one that seemed to be reserved for him only and any shenanigans that he put her through. Teeth took in her lip as she listened to his confession, unsure whether to listen to her heart or her mind, one telling her to take him back, whole heartedly and with everything in her, or to make him show her, that this wasn’t spur of the moment, that he hadn’t been just missing her lonely in that dingy apartment knowing well that she’d take him back with just a quick say.

Sena sighed softly, eyes casting down to the wood paneling beneath her socks, “Sin, the last time you said that to me…you were leaving me.” She reminded him, pale turquoise eyes becoming glassy with emotions that she rarely had. “And I mean I’ve never been with anyone either, and I know we’re both being stupid just using Hyerim as an excuse to see each other or to fuck but…how do I know when things start to heat up in my other life…you’re not going to get scared and leave again?”

As much as she wanted to not feed into him, her bare cheeks betrayed her with a blush, the dragon going to tug a bit on the cashmere panels of her sweater. “Well yeah, it’s my damn house I can wear whatever I want.” She said, poking at him again.

“And how do I know that is true? I know I sound cynical asking you, but the first time we slept together after you left, you looked me in the eye and told me, the woman you were engaged to, that we ‘shouldn’t make it a habit’, why wait now, why-why notice now. I was getting so used to life without you and now that you’re here, telling me you want me back, when I usually feel so secure with you…I’m anxious, I’m-I’m scared because I thought that you would never…and then you did. I thought that you would be the one to stay…and you left so easily. And I was alone again, yes I had Hyerim but she’s five, Shinwoo.”

Sighing, he frowned. “Over the past year, I missed us everyday. When I said that I didn’t think having sex was a good idea, it was because I was still insecure and I felt that if we slept together it would make staying apart harder. But afterwards a part of me felt that if that was how I could have you, I didn’t want to stop.”

Shaking his head, he sat on the couch, not wanting to loom over her as they spoke. “Now, I know I was just being dumb. Really fucking dumb. I can see how much our family means to you and I know that we don’t come second to the gang. And I was never scared of your gang life I was scared of what it meant to you. I always looked out for you and made sure that you were able to keep that part of your life. And even now, I’m a part of that side of your life too. So, I’m ride or die. Till the tires pop, you’ve got me. Now, preferably I’d want us to just do the riding part. Not looking to die or ya know, have you die. So, ride with me?”

Shinwoo sat in bed, going over the events of the meeting and it all seemed so surreal. He was Night Blood associated, now. But honestly, that’s not what his mind was stuck on. His mind was zeroed in on Sena. The whole reason that they broke up was because of her role in the gang. But here he was, tied into the lifestyle as well. So, why weren’t they together? What was stopping him from driving to her place and asking for another chance? The answer was nothing. Before he could think it over, he grabbed his keys and left his cramped apartment. The ride to Sena’s felt like being on autopilot.

He parked and took the stairs three at a time. His fist came into contact with the door, knocks frantic. There was no turning back, now. But he didn’t even want to. From here on out, all he wanted was his family back. As soon as the door opened, he walked into the apartment, closing the door behind him. “Don’t say anything. Please.” He took a deep breath and tan a hand through his hair. “Look, I know I fucked up. I know that better than anyone in this world.”

He watched Hyerim walk into the room and he smiled at his daughter, heart full of love. “Baby, I’ll come and read you a book in a second. Can I talk to Mommy for a little bit?” Hyerim pouted but nodded. Running over, she hugged him and made her way back into her room. “I want us.” He finally confessed. “I do t mean us going on family outings and using it as an excuse to see each other. I don’t mean is falling into bed because we still aren’t used to sleeping alone after a year. I want to wake up and fall asleep beside you. I want you nagging me because I forgot to put the toilet seat down and Hyerim fell in.” He laughed. “I want breakfast and dinner with you and I love you notes in my lunch. I want that ring back on your finger. I want you to stop hiding it around your neck and I want you to wear it proudly again.”

“I love you. I will always love you and nobody can ever take your place. I haven’t even considered being with anyone else. In this past year the only person I’ve been with is you because that’s all I want. Subconsciously, I think I always knew it.” He let his eyes scan over her frame and his teeth sank into his bottom lip as he tried to contain a growl. “This is what you’re lounging around in?” He asked, brow quirked. “Fuck, Sena. You look…god damn.” He couldn’t even finish his sentence.

you remind her, that your future would be nothing without her.

never lose her, im afraid,

better think of something good to say.

but its all been done, more than once,

so ill keep on trying...

she was always the one, ill repeat it again, the one...

i always try to remind her that the future's just a few heartbeats away...