Jaebum glares down at the text lighting up his screen. Not only do they want him to race around the city to tempt information out of people about the other Salvatore members, now they want him to go to the police station to give a statement. Like a criminal. Like someone who has something to hide. It’s part of some action plan someone at the top has agreed to with the police, some way of trying to cooperate with the police to gain their trust back. Jaebum isn’t the biggest fan of the police, even though he’s worked with them a few times.

He’s bitter about having to go into the police department to be interrogated about his involvement in the event of the fire. But whether he’s willing or not, this is something he’s being told to do. So he shoves the phone back in his pocket, not gracing the person on the other end with a response.

He arrives at the station shortly after he’s supposed to be there, hood on, and hands shoved deep into his pockets. He hates being there, all the cameras and eyes on him making him feel like a criminal. He gets escorted to one of the private rooms, and Jaebum scoffs silently. He’s being ‘talked to’ in an actual interrogation room, complete with the visual and audio equipment as well as the one way mirror. You’ve got to be kidding.

But the officers who led him into the room don’t look to be joking as they exit the room, closing the door behind them. So Jaebum sits himself down at the ‘criminal’ side of the table, eyes staring into the one-way glass, face molded into a mask of indifference, but fury simmering just below the surface. 

18. Fall On Your Muse. 

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18. overhear your muse cutely singing. 

seokjin had presumed that joohyun knew he was waiting on her, but it seems like he was wrong. he sits quietly at her desk while she potters around in the next room. he can hear her moving but isn’t sure what she’s up to. searching for a file? making coffee? it’s unclear. the only reason he knows it’s her is because of the voice drifting to him. 

he can hear her singing along to some idol song. it’s, dare he say it, quite endearing, and he can’t help but smile. he stays silent, though; knowing her, she wouldn’t even have opened her mouth if she knew someone was in listening range. so he sits quietly and listens, bopping his head along. he’s definitely heard this song before. red velvet, maybe? 

Sentence Starters: Accepting➡️ ( 18. discover bruises covering your muse’s body )

It was an accident. She didn't mean to get the button of her cuff hooked on Joohyun's shirt, but when she pulled away, unknowing of the exposure she was giving the other girl, it didn't take long for apologies to begin spilling from her perfectly colored lips. Though, she caught something right before the fabric fell back down to where it was meant to be. She stared at the place she'd seen it, silent, for several moments before her eyes trailed up to meet Joohyun's. Concern was etched all over her face and she took a step closer, the atmosphere around them more serious than it had previously been. 

She was hesitant, but once she grabbed the hem of the other girl's shirt, she waited for her to object. When she didn't hear anything, she lifted it once again and quietly examined the blues and purples that decorated the skin of her torso. "How did this happen to you?" Her words were almost whispered, and she very gently reached out her hand and ghosted her fingertips along the bruises. "That's... pretty bad. Are you okay?" Her eyes met the other's once more and she searched them for some sort of explanation, and she wasn't so sure that she'd been this worried in ages. Something about Joohyun... even if she did get under her skin like no one else, she also wanted to keep her safer than any other person that she knows. 

Sentence Starters: Accepting➡️ ( 10. catch your muse naked )

While it was true that the girl had nice skin, honestly speaking, Mingyu would prefer it if he was currently seeing less of it. He knew exactly who she was, considering he recognized her from the half-marathon, but that didn’t make things at all better. Of course, he was hardly even fazed considering the naked human body wasn’t precisely anything sexual to him, but he still understood that most had their limits, himself included, and it was best for this much to only be witnessed by a partner of sorts. He drew in a deep breath and let his gaze fall to the floor, mainly out of respect for her, obviously. 

He knew that it was impolite, and there was a big chance that she wouldn’t appreciate a young man that was still practically a stranger looking for longer than necessary. Though, to him, the necessary amount of time stood at a good zero seconds. There wasn’t much that he could do aside from walk away from the situation, so he silently turned around, taking a few steps closer to the door he’d arrived through. 

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Send me a “whoops” and my muse will…

9. Accidentally lock themselves out of somewhere with your muse.

“I...think I left my keys in the car. And the car is locked.” Seulgi sighs quietly, hands still curled over the handle of the car door, leaning forward a little to gently tap her head against the door. How could she have been this stupid? This was such a simple little thing, but out in public and she left her keys of all things behind? She could only imagine the disappointment from her favorite mechanic if something would have to happen to her new car in order to retrieve her keys...but this was something she didn’t want to try to fix herself without a professional help.

But it was far too late for that.

“I don’t think any lock smiths are going to be available at this time of night, do you? We..maybe we could catch a taxi? I can still pay since I offered you a ride home, after all.”

Find your muse swaddled up in blankets.

He had gone to the police station to give another of his regular reports since the fire. He wasn’t exactly happy about sharing so much information with the police, but at least he was dealing with Joohyun and not some other officer who gave him funny glances and talked down to him.