#hdxsiwon

She rolled her eyes nonchalantly at the elder’s exclamation; the billiards was, in fact, a very precise match to what the petite girl would label as fun for a late friday evening enjoyment, however, the taller male across the pool table managed to corrupt completely the concept of the word as he decided to drag her along for a business night down the environment.

Ara felt the obligation to prize him silently for the well build strategy for an undercover investigation, arriving at the place accompanied and actually attempted to having a good time while dropping subtle and discrete inquires every now and then towards the waiters and costumers that approached their table to play a round or two had been a very intelligent tactics, especially since he was off duty. And playing chaperon for the brunette while her roommate was out in yet another business trip was also very cunning.

              She could grow to respect him a little bit more after that night, perhaps.

“It’s your turn.” She shrugged her shoulders elegantly, bluntly ignoring his statement as she shifted her small frame closer to mutter under her breath, silently enough as for only the inspector could hear her velvet voice. “Also, I’m impressed as to your ability to drag me along for work, officer underpants, however, that will hardly win you any points, you know?” Mischievously glittered in display through her hazel orbs as she diverted her gaze to meet his eye.

“And you might want to talk to that charming waiter with the cute dimples; his voice went a pitch higher at the end of each word what probably means he was hesitant about telling you and most likely made whatever the issued was sounding a lot lighter than it was.” Ara quickly added, chuckling gently at the realization that her chaperon for the night had completely missed the ball and glanced her with something softer displaying in his darker orbs.

                                  She could swear it was fatherly, perhaps even fraternal pride                                                      and it made her uncomfortable somehow.

“Don’t you look at me like that!” She hissed, as she tapped her cue against his shoulder. “I major linguistics, it should be obvious that I have a fairly vast knowledge of language patterns and how to read them accurately.”Ara left out a heavy sigh as she positioned the cue above her right hand, angling it for her turn.

“It does really run in your blood, huh?” The grin that decorated his handsome features rapidly vanished as she scored, making it the second consecutive victory of hers over him after several rounds of badly played games. “You better not be hustling me, pipsqueak! You know very well it’s against the law!” He roared, tapping her forehead slightly with his fingers. “Best of three and if you hustle me again, I will arrest you for breaking the law!”

【✉➝ my mamacita】sounds like a handsome person,

【✉➝ my mamacita】we found him drowning in paperwork and whinning over how much he wants to see his friend, 

【✉➝ my mamacita】you can come and collect him professor.

✉ » my sarang from another star : he's dashing, not going to deny that 

✉ » my sarang from another star : though not as dashing as me 

Delicate fingers slide across the screen as she scrolls through her contact list in search of a particular name. There were very few people she genuinely trusted, but Siwon had to be one of them. He was like the older brother she never had, someone she could lean on when it all came crashing down. But it had not always been like this. It took her months to realize their friendship was not just a façade, that he sincerely enjoyed her company and that he did not just join her on her midnight strolls out of pity.

Depression makes you feel like that, anxious and paranoid, as if everyone is a liar at heart. But some people fill the gaping hole inside her chest with something a bit lighter, something warmer. On sleepless nights, when her eyes simply refuse to get heavy, she would text him to see if he wanted to join her nightly wanderings. She had been having many, many sleepless nights lately so perhaps he was anticipating her text message already.

【 ✉ ➜ siwon 】there’s a blood moon tonight. 【 ✉ ➜ siwon 】same place, same time?

Midnight, the night envelops the world in darkness but the moon dares to peek through the clouds, eerily beautiful with shades of coppery red. Gain is standing outside one of the small coffee shops with a half-empty cup of coffee in her hands, something to keep her warm whilst she awaited his arrival. She turns to face her reflection in the window and finds a petite woman dressed in black staring back at her with sleepy eyes and rosy cheeks.

Costume:Your character or mine, dressing up for the other

If Jonghyun was one thing, he was a man of his word. Regardless of formalities, he swore to keep any promise had made     or in this case, a bet that he had lost. And now he muse follow through with the consequences regardless of how horribly it would shatter his pride. Standing in Siwons bathroom with a less than amused expression resting on his features as he eyed the maid outfit hung up on the door hanger. ( Why did he have a maid out fit at his disposal? ) it didnt matter, he needed to get it over with.

Peeling his clothes from his skin he couldn’t resist the chuckle from his lips at the thought of how Siwon would look, what expression he would wear while Jonghyun humiliated himself in a maid outfit. This bastard has a seriously twisted sense of humor. He thinks as his pants slip off and leave him only in his boxers, giving one last glance at the dress before he pulled it from its hanger.

Pulling it up and holding it against him he stared at his reflection in the mirror with a frown, another sigh; he unzips the back before stepping into it one leg at a time, wiggling at the waist to pull it up. Managing with a slight struggle to zip it he adjusted his hair before he gave himself a good, long hard stare in the mirror with a pout prominent on his lips.

Fingers curled around the knob of the door he slowly, cautiously pushes it open; Poking his head out first. “This is humiliating.”

"oh, i know, jonghyun, i know.” Siwon snickers beneath his curled fist, sitting in a chair facing the bathroom door with a more than excited expression as he made a poor attempt to hide his smile. Gesturing for Jonghyun to fully exist fro the bathroom with two swift movements of two fingers. “C’mon now, don’t keep my waiting” he hummed as he adjusted his head on his curled palm.

One last sigh, out of the millions already he slowly, hesitantly removed the rest of his body from the safety of the bathroom door. Gripping on the bottom hemming of the rather short dress, pulling his bottom lip in to bite at the flesh in an embarrassed manner; shuffling forward with a huff the loud crack of Siwons laughter filled the room and brought a blush to Jonghyuns pale cheeks. “Hyung! you promise.” Jonghyun whined.

Siwon ignored the statement as he used his index finger to gesture Jonghyun to turn. “Give me a full three sixty.”

"Hyung!"

"You lost the bet."

With a growl beneath his breath he rolled his eyes, he was a man of his word. Spreading his arms out and doing a full spin, shoving his hands down quickly when the skirt started to rise any further. He could feel Siwon soaking in the image so it was burned in his memory, a vivid image he could bring up in any casual conversation and bring the very same blush to his cheeks.  Truly and easily the most embarrassing moment he could recollect, but he was a man of his word, regardless of pride. 

"Can i change now?" brushing back hair, he tried to remain as serious as he could. But his expression cracked before a flood of laughter poured from his lips at both embarrassment and at how contagious Siwons laughter was ( since it hadn’t stopped yet ) leaving the other male red in the face for other reasons, more of amusement. Radiating happiness that he had won the bet.

"Can you be the sexy nurse that comes to clean officer siwons room?"