#mijr

Jaebum coughed a little, wincing. Goddamn. Why was it that his clients seem to be getting more and more aggressive? Or maybe he was just getting worse at fighting. No, that couldn’t be it. He was getting beat comparatively less by Doyoung, so that couldn’t be it. Still, it hadn’t stopped him from getting his arm slashed and getting brutally kicked in the ribs by his client’s bodyguards. He’d probably also have a multitude of bruises by morning. He supposed he was lucky he didn’t get worse injuries... though as he thought about it, his fingers started getting wet from the blood coming out from his forearm. Goddamit.

He wasn’t going to a hospital with a knife wound. No, there would be whispers, and there would be questions. Headquarters was a possibility, but he wasn’t fond of some of the people there, and their sneers were not something he wanted to face. So he called a driver and got in a few minutes later. 

Once inside, he scrolled through his contacts to find the one he wanted. Pressing the dial button, he lifted the phone to his ear with his good arm, “Jinyoung-ah,” he greeted as though nothing much was wrong, “Where are you? Let’s hang out.” 

Meme: 7. Pass out

jaehyung wasn’t feeling too good.

he’s attempting to get around his room, trying to move by himself without using the crutches. of course his doctors say it’s dangerous or whatever, but jaehyung is sick of being treated like a fragile doll. he’s trying to do his best in a situation this is incredibly depressing for him. he continues to work hard, doing his best to push himself at every instance. he starts feeling a little dizzy at one point, unaware that he had overexerted himself already.

he glances when jinyoung walks in, a terrified look on his face. of course jaehyung is about to convince the other as to why he shouldn’t be so worried.

Watch your muse as they laugh.

There’s something about the way Jinyoung laughs that always makes Jaebum grin along. He wonders if it’s the way Jinyoung’s eyes crinkle, or maybe it’s the sound of the other’s laughter. He isn’t sure what it is, but the other never fails to make him smile without knowing why.