#blvexside

Minji awoke to a sudden very loud beeping sound coming from her living room. It took her a few seconds to understand it was her fire alarm. She wasn’t immediately panicked as she thought it might be just that her batteries died and she needed to replace them. She quickly jumped out of bed; she didn’t want to wake her neighbors and cause any distress to them thinking there was a fire. 

When she got inside her living room she could hear a lot of commotion in the hallway. Startled by this her heart started to beat violently against her chest.Could it be that there really was a fire? She quickly opened her door and saw people running around; frantically calling for people to get out of their rooms and outside. Once a neighbor spotted her he quickly started to push her towards the exit of the building saying something about a neighbor’s kitchen being on fire and they all needed to get out of the building as fast as they could.

So now she was sitting in front of the building in her pajamas; which made it pretty cold as she had no shoes on either while firefighters were running in and out to get this fire out and look at the damage. She silently prayed nothing was ruined too much and that they could all go back inside. 

For @blvexside​

For five years, Jongdae had been gathering information. The sightings that happened only once a year, how he always asked for help before he disappeared, his usual spots he stayed at. Jongdae finally had enough information to finally, finally, put the old man to rest. And he was determined to help him pass. 

For now, Jongdae was sure he had someone waiting for him. The old man had been married, to the sweetest old lady. They had only been here for a holiday. But somehow they got split up and they both died, one after the other. Which meant that his wife was likely waiting for him on the other side. Or just waiting, somewhere in this town they were in. And he didn’t want the man to suffer being alone any longer. Especially since the older ones deteriorated into madness quicker. 

So in the early morning rains, Jongdae slipped through the crowds toward the spots Old man Lee would appear. He checked the park, searching through the jungle gym and checking the swings, as children ran past and played in the puddles. He checked the newspaper stand, looking at everyone who gathered there, either to stay dry for a moment or to read the news. And the last place was the bench by the bus stop. It was the only place left for him. 

So he was surprised as he approached said bench, seeing two people speaking. An elderly man with thinning hair and a transparent body and another boy. One glance betrayed the old man’s weak spirit, and yet the other spoke to him like he could see him as clear as another human being. 

     if he feels like a nervous wreck, then he must definitely look like one -- hand is constantly running through unkempt curls, mussing up pink locks only to rearrange them into some semblance of order, only to muss them up all over again. the nervous energy coiling through nerves settles in the pit of his stomach and caspar bounces eagerly on the balls of his feet, rolling up onto his tip toes to peer at the couple of individuals in front of him still.

     he’s this close to meeting one of his favorite authors and he feels like he’s going to vibrate out of his skin from the anticipation. caspar’s so busy trying to burn the abundance of nerves coiling through him, so busy trying to soothe those nerves and convince himself to not act like an eager fan and not stumble over his practiced words, that he doesn’t realize he’s standing before hoseok until the other speaks ( greets him ? whatever was said just flew out his ear, dammit ).

     the korean and even english languages fail him in that moment as he stares, wide-eyed, down at the author ; caspar’s jerked into action a mere second later, however, when the security to the side of the table reminds him that the signing is over, that he’s the last person, that he needs to hurry up so the author can take his leave. he fumbles out an embarrassed apology, dropping the book in his hand with too much force, words stuttering past lips, “i-i -- ” deep breath, caspar, don’t make a fool of yourself now.

His current human is sitting opposite another male in the cafe, hands fiddling as he breaks the bad news to the other. He takes a long sip from his cup, sighing as he overhears the human tell the young man why they’re breaking up. 

His eyes drift to his watch as he looks at the remaining time he has left to take care of this guy. 9 minutes and he had to do it after the guy finished his breakup. 

A hand slams down and his eyes jerk back to the table, watching as the recipient storms off in a rage. His human huffs, coughing as he tries to take one last sip before pushing his chair back and making his exit. That’s his cue to get up and follow after the human, keeping up the pace, then cutting in front of him.

“Hey, I’m kind of in a rush – would you move?” the human sighs. 

Jaeyoon pressed his lips together as he reached a hand out to touch the young man’s forehead, eyes boring into the other’s. 

“I apologize Kwang-ho, but it’s time. Your doctor missed it, but your heart’s in poor condition – probably due to all the stress with work, school...him,” Jaeyoon murmured, eyes still locked on the human’s. “I wish it could have been another day, another time, but everyone has their time end differently. I promise...it’s all going to be over in a bit.” He watched as the human’s eyes darkened, light disappearing from the irises. There was no struggle from this one – a rarity in his case, but it made things easier for him. 

“Rest easy,” Jaeyoon ordered the human before withdrawing his hand. “I think you should go back to your car, close your eyes, and think about something pleasant.” He stepped to the side to let the human pass, the latter moving at a slow pace toward his car.

UHM HELLO YES

HI!!! It’s just nice to see another medium muse around.  (✿◠‿◠) I really just wanted to say hi.

--- Slender fingers absently gripped at the handle of the tea cup sitting before him as his sunglass covered eyes shifted along the pages of the book he held in the other hand. Before he could finish his sip, he thought he’d been approached by another one of the staff members, “No, no, I’m f--,” finally glancing up, “Oh, it’s you... Well, that’s okay, too.” Teasingly giving a small shrug of his shoulders, “Care to join me since you’re here?” Closing the book on his lap as he motioned to the open seat on the other side of the table.

ooc//