( @melxodrava​ && noh kitae ) 

     on the official whiteboard where the officers make their plans, there is a place on the corner reserved, with two names and a number under it. there also used to be a title that made its purpose very clear "who is the best cop/genius ???", though they made kitae erase that part, since the whole precinct knows what these two are up to already. and apparently, it made the environment look "unprofessional", captain's words, not kitae's. he settles with the counter on the corner however, and since he's one ahead this time, the numbers are written and underlined, huge to make it clear that he is winning. and, he's going to enjoy it while it lasts.

     the huge grin on his face is probably an indication as he not-so-subtly points towards the whiteboard when the sergeant turns to the tv, very smugly looking at the other detective once in a while, raising his eyebrows as if to challenge him. it's a huge competition already between the two of them, and well, kitae loves a good challenge. even more so if it's about something he likes, which is detective work. the bet they have going on makes him win it even more, and he knows well enough not to let his guard down just because he is one point ahead. but will he continue bragging ? absolutely. the annoyed expression on the other's face is even better, firing him to continue more and more.

     when the debriefing is over and they go back to their cubicles, he deliberately lingers around the detective's desk, sitting on the chair right in front of it and playing with one of the pens absentmindedly. "oh, you know, might as well give me the next one too ? since i am crushing you... so so hard. it doesn't even feel that fun anymore you know ?" a dramatic sigh follows, though he isn't that good of an actor to drop that grin off his face as well. as kitae continues to boast, it's the sergeant that comes their way, and it takes a minute or so before he actually stops talking.  "oh — what have you got for us ? a homicide ? oh no — a double homicide ?" his eyes glint with excitement as he stands up quickly, wanting to take a peek immediately. a police officer getting so excited over a murder would be a bit worrying, but luckily for him, they all know his... immature tendencies.

@melxodrava // 2018 ↺  2050 . club avenue . gangnam . 11:45 pm

suyeon lived a good life. never did she struggle financially or had major struggles in her life. she had amazing friends and her family supported her through all of her decisions in life. still, suyeon couldn’t fill in a spot in her heart no matter what she did- no matter who entered her life. her husband, the most precious person in her life, spent the rest of his living days with her, the woman he loves. the woman that never loved him back. at least not fully. she loved him for loving her, for being who he is, but he wasn’t what she wanted. what she wanted was something more forbidden, more erroneous to her beliefs and all she’s been taught. to love a woman as a woman is a repulsive concept and suyeon’s hated herself for being so different.

a group of girls enter the bathroom while suyeon touched up on her makeup. she avoided their gazes as two of them settled next to her in front of the mirror while the others went inside the stalls. as much as suyeon wanted to avoid them, she couldn’t help but steal glances at the women next to her applying their makeup and fixing their dresses. for a split second, she wonders what would happen if she let herself go. to hold the woman close and just kiss her passionately like in the movies. how different is it really that her body aches for something other than normal? she notices one of them staring at her and suyeon quickly looks away, putting her makeup away just to make her awkward exit from the bathroom. ‘you’re so stupid. what’s wrong with you?’ she thinks, taking a deep breath before walking into the sea of people dancing the night away.

‘you’re here to forget everything and have a good time. just... relax.’ suyeon lets the music eat her whole and follows the flow of those around her. the music is loud, but her cheers are even louder. she lets the men hold her, maybe even kiss if she feels up for it; the drink in her hand makes her do silly things- take her whole life as an example! in moments like these, it’s best to keep ones eyes closed as the room is already dark and the lights make it difficult to see, and for good reason too. it’s important to lose oneself in the music, feeling the bass throughout the body and dance with everyone without judgement. everyone is here for a similar reason, and suyeon wants the same thing. forget until she has to go back.

sehnsucht

marcel thinks: that man can outgrow the universe.

he lives in space, comes alive in the tiny, indescribable nooks and crannies of letters that make them letters; of words that make sentences; of white that makes all that ink stand out.