#asyseungwon

“What the hell are we doing here, Conny?” The words were mumbled around Murphey’s cigarette as she fished in her pockets for a lighter. Connor pulled the cigarette from her lips and stick it behind her ear.

“Can’t smoke in hospital, idiot. And our cousin said one of the people the run for is based in this place. He said he gave them our name and that they we’re cool with working with us and supplying us shit we need but who the fuck knows.”

Murphey made a face as they stepped into the lobby of Seoul Psychiatric, shaking her head, the sisters still talking in their Irish-accented English. “You dragged us to a nut house on the word of the cousin who can’t tell the difference between his ass and a hole in the ground without a real way to find this guy? Who does that shit?”

“Would you shut the fuck up and just come on? He gave us a name. At the very least we find a bad guy or a connection to one we can pop. Besides, what do you expect us to do in a nut house? They’ve got their own security measures going on. All we can go on is a name, dammit.”

“It’s your ass, mastermind.”

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Such a metaphor for my life, was all Koei could think as he looked out one of the lobby windows. Snow was starting to fall. Not much, just enough to dust sidewalks and decaying vegetation with a softness. a blanket to cover up the hideous.

He felt hideous and being in Hana’s head was his blanket of snow.

He had spent a wonderful year with Eunhye but ever since her leaving and her return, things had not been the same and to say otherwise would have been an insult to both of their intelligence and the effort they were putting into getting back on track. He admitted his part in all this but the fact remained that things were at a standstill. 

And all either one of them could do was hide the ugly.

Speaking of ugly......

It did nothing for his mood that the particular object that was the center of all this turmoil casually strolled through the lobby at that moment. It was obvious that the person standing by the window wasn’t Hana, but it was neither Zinger or Athenais as well. Koei had left the shoulder length hair down this day but he was still in a black button down, un-tucked and hanging over the dark, slightly fitted jeans he had slipped into. Seungwon’s only options would have been the males. And he did not want to give him the opportunity to engage.

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send “This is awkward…” for my muse to catch yours without a shirt on.

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After just arriving to Jeju, one would think to look around and want to explore. Not Minseok. This was his first time not being locked up in his house, a hospital or the institute and it was his first time on a plane. His nerves were shaken and so he found his room right away to take shelter from the unfamiliar surroundings. He just needed some time to calm himself and gather his bearings.

Upon entering the room, Minseok’s anxiety shot up. The beds.. They’re too close.. almost one.. Aren’t I supposed to have a roommate?.. Oh shit oh shit.. And in no time he found himself wedged between the two beds, trying to push with his brittle arms. His scrawny body was no match for the large beds.

*Non-Asy: She is the alter of a resident of a psych facility. The library is in said psych facility. *Asy: Y’all know where you are.