in the night ❀ @jyhani

for a twenty three year old, eunha was still very uncomfortable with the concept of going out. so to say, public events were not entirely her cup of tea. especially those that involved fancy tight fighting dresses and an open bar. 

the party bustles around her as conversations float overhead. it was an opening ceremony of sorts for the victory league, thrown and hosted by the government. as an elite four member, she attendance was without question. she wasn’t even asked. she was just told to go. 

as she sits at her designated table (at the front for all to see) she glances into her still full champagne glass. the guests seated beside her laughed at her initial frowned reaction to the alcohol. she laughed too, unaware that it was weird that she had never had any of the sort. she grew up too busy to succumb to peer pressure and so had never really been the type to drink. 

glancing about, she tries to seek solace in a familiar face. hakyeon and amy were both off being their regular social selves and just about everyone else too. feeling small and suffocated (that was due to her dress) she wonders if anyone would notice. the table was empty bar her and the party seemed to busy to stop her. 

(hist.)

All Yenny's sleep-clouded brain allowed her to register upon waking up was... That she was definitely not in her apartment. She looked around the spacious, but unfamiliar bedroom with tired, half-lidded eyes and yawned before realizing she had very little clothing on. A panicked jerk of her head to the side only made her hyper aware of the headache that was slowly creeping up on her, but she continued looking around for her missing clothes. She found her shirt laying in front of the wide open door, but none of the other stray pieces of clothing that were laying about looked familiar to her. In only her bra and panties, Yenny hopped down from the bed and grabbed her shirt, wiggling back into it, before she began looking for her pants. After searching what she felt like was the entire room, and after realizing that the unfamiliar clothing looked like they might have belonged to another woman, she finally found them bunched up at the foot of the bed under the covers on the side she woke up on.

With an exasperated huff, Yenny crept out of the room fully clothed and entered the hallway, exploring her unfamiliar surroundings a little more. After having time to wake up and come to her senses more, she found that she remembered what she was doing the night prior, but couldn't quite recall how she got to this place. A particularly bad fight with her boyfriend led to her storming out of the apartment and heading downtown to the first club or bar that looked too crowded to handle. Being surrounded by intoxicated people and those who were getting there didn't exactly help Yenny feel any better about her situation, but she remembered feeling like joining the throngs of club-goers on their descent into inebriation would at least let her forget for a while.

@jyhani

That partiuclar day, Minhyuk was tasked with showing some government official what it was a Ranger did. While it might sound like a boring task. Minhyuk found that he didn’t mind, he was always eager to show someone what he did if they were interested, and if it would help in getting some more Ranger schools put up, then it was certainly for a good cause. Before whoever they were sending had arrived, he had spent most of his time running around and making sure that everything was in order, not a single leaf out of place if he could help it. What he needed to do was to show the Rangers off in the best light possible, no mistakes and he was hoping for no drastic emergency he would need to run off for, even if it might help the cause a little.

When she arrived, Minhyuk did the usual greeting, bright smile on his face as he did a basic information download. It was better to explain while on the job, he had decided, so it was short and didn’t really give her much before he offered to take her on a small tour of his stomping ground, as he liked to call it, before getting onto anything else. As they walked around, no doubt something would crop up which needed his attention anyway.

Something always did.