#janghiskong

                  ears perked and a smile touched her tiers as her husband’s threat reaches her ears .  as much as she wants to say he won’t do it , she was dealing with the same man that had blown up a train for the sake of their eldest daughter .         ❛  my bias ? that means you’ll have to off yourself and we can not have that happen .  ❜  she’s cheeky , and he knows .  it had been her most     prominent    personality trait  and one she prides herself most in as she moves her paperwork off the side .   new shipments of call girls and boy had arrived and with her husband’s presence in front of her , she would push the task of looking through them off to side .   after all it wasn’t often that chris came to visit her at the brothel .       ❛ how about we keep manslaughter off your hands because we don’t want a repeat of the train , now do we ?    ❜

❛  you tell me you aren’t an a romantic , babe .  i love you too more than i can explain  .   ❜   she states pushing herself off her chair to head over towards him . the   (  lightly )   clicking of  her heels sound quietly against the wooden floors of their home as her hands reach out  to place her hands on his waist with a smile that barely touches her rosy lips .  ❛  did i wake you up ?   ❜  

Although Chansik was never late for anything, he felt the need to hurry because everyone else on the street hurried as well. It confused the android -- everyone would be able to arrive to their destinations on time, and yet they chose to stress themselves out and hurry. If Chansik was human, he would feel very suffocated now. Luckily, he was not. He could see from the corner of his eye that a young man was being squished in between bodies in the Seoul pedestrian traffic. Thinking fast, the android squeezed himself through, pulled the young man with him, and finally made their way out of the commotion and to an open place. "Are you alright?" asked Chansik, who, compared to his out-of-breath companion, was perfectly fine. "I think it's the rush hour -- but for the few months that I've been here, this is the most rushed hour that I've experienced..."

           Christian Wang was a guy she had met at her cafe during the night shift and as it was often happening they started talking and she didn’t cover the few bruises on her face well enough, naturally awakening the other’s curiosity to them. Minhee couldn’t tell that by the end of every month she gets beaten up by the gangsters if she doesn’t bring enough of money so she had told him that she was an underground fighter - the first thing she could think of at the moment. The two of them exchange numbers and day by day they became somewhat friends yet the woman hated lying and building any sort of relationship based on lies. After yet another question about her life of a fighter she stopped the other before looking dead into his eyes to let him know that she was serious and not playing jokes with him, in addition she needed time to get ready for revealing the truth or at least something closer to it. “Chris, look. I’m not an underground fighter.” Minhee confessed and averted her gaze to her hands that she rested on the thighs. “I’ve got into a fight…or frankly speaking i got beaten up by the bad people and it happens more often than i wish for it. When we met for the first time i didn’t want to freak you out or getting a customer worried so i lied and i didn’t even expect us to become friends so i didn’t see no reason of telling you about it….” She sighed after finishing her speech and looked at him again to see his reaction, also feeling guilty about hiding it from him while she was making up things about underground fights.

Thank you, I’m sure I will. Name’s Ye Jun!

ft. ( janghiskong )  She was shown to the breakfast parlour, where her appearance created a great deal of surprise. But she could barely smile. Not because she was breathing an air of arrogant stardom  — She was a far cry from that. However, she was dealing with an emotion of rage. And Alyssa was someone who could never conceal her expression and feelings. An early appointment was initially set up for her to meet up with a client and to clinch a sponsorship deal. An hour passed by and still, there was no sign of the said person. Alyssa was indefinitely furious of such irresponsible act. So there she was alone in the restaurant, seated at the corner she specially requested for. Her only attempt to avoid curious stares who might spoke behind her back. This is after all, a lavish restaurant where one was expected to be dining in with a partner or in groups.  Shrugging her early morning trouble away, she had her sight focused attentively on her phone, in between her breakfast eating . A foolproof plan to hide the fact she was very much uncomfortable. Because she couldn’t be staring at her phone and doing nothing, Alyssa sent out a couple of texts to her friends, hoping they are fully awake so they could assist in curing her loneliness. But when none of them replied, she decided to try her luck with Christian Wang, who she has managed to hit it off well with after a series of chats via the internet before moving on to both having each other’s numbers. But completed with numerous failed attempts to meet up.  Though if he’s back in Hongkong, he would be an hour behind her. Occupied with her new accommodation and moving in, she has only began to realize she hasn't even reply to his previous message.                                                      [ text → sent: chris w. ]                                                   I’m so sorry for this late reply,                                           moving in to a new apartment was so tiring                                       that I barely had any time but its all settled now,                                     so, what have you been up to lately? anything fun?

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