#mpheeyeon

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“You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.”

“Worrying for me doesn’t help the fact that these damn reports make no sense!” he snapped, sharp eyes glaring back at her as a hand slammed onto his desk; no wonder that his father was driven to a heart attack, just watching how obviously trusted family members were embezzling company funds. His breathing was heavy, angered not because of the dear girl but at himself.

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It was still a secret to many but actually Jinah was fascinated by Minx. Whenever she happened to pass the club she would throw a curious glance inside if the doors were opened. Of course the demigoddess wasn’t able to see much during the hours of day -unless someone was practicing their performance- but at night she was able to take in the ultimately enticing atmosphere. It always gently rolled and wafted outside, always beckoning you to come inside. One time, when she had peered inside a worker of the club had caught her on the act. Upon noticing her curious expression and twinkling eyes, he naturally had asked her to come inside. But Jinah was too shy to do so and thus she quickly had continued her way, only barely having kept herself from running.

The embarrassment she had felt that day still burned hot both in her chest and on her cheeks whenever she thought of the encounter. Yet a lot of time had passed and during that time Jinah had found herself considering the guy’s offer more frequently. He had told her that she didn’t have anything to be ashamed of and that he would come and seek her out in case she would decide on coming over. Maybe she should just get over her fear and embarrassment and just give it a go? Yes, she should.

Finally crossing the distance between her and the doors of Minx, the woman pushed them gently open. With her heart beating in her throat she entered the place. Quickly shuffling away from the door she glanced around, feeling and looking completely lost. Luckily a very gentle and alluring voice came from her left, asking her to pay the entrance price. Hurriedly looking for her wallet in her purse she paid the man and then got prompted to go further. Feeling how her hands began to  shake as she passed the curtain and thereby ended up entering the club itself she balled them to fists to hide how nervous she actually was.

Love is Pain - starter sentences: accepting

“Or maybe you’re just worse at learning how to juggle while riding a unicycle than you thought you’d be!” Hades retorts, shaking his head in disapproval as he watches the demigoddess try and balance herself on a unicycle for the sixth time so far.

“Sure, you could just juggle without the unicycle, but who can’t? If you want to impress, you’ve gotta add some flair, something special. A unicycle!”

He heaves a deep sigh and crosses his arms in front of his chest. “Look, I was all for bringing in an elephant and having you juggle while parading around on its back, but the Mount Phoenix zoo wasn’t willing to lend me theirs, so the unicycle will have to do, alright?”

He suddenly straightens as she seem to be finding a balance, but then she’s tilting over to the side again. “You almost had it this time! Just a little more control over your arms should do the trick. Again!”

The greenmonster whose name was ‘Jealousy’ even came to visit Mino from time to time.Normally the demigod wouldn’t describe himself as a jealous person, but when hegot faced with a superior drawing or sculpture the sharp pang of envy wasalways there in his chest. Most of the time the feeling subsided as quickly asit had come, since Mino wasn’t one to hold on to negative emotions.

But thistime around the monster came to visit when he was watching how his crushwas openly flirting with someone else. Watching the scene unfold fromhis spot on the bench in the park, the demigod began to feel sick to his stomachwhen she started to kiss the guy. Unable to continue looking, he had avertedhis gaze and fumbled a bit with the clay sculpture of a wolf howling at themoon he was making. It was about that time that Heeyeon spoke up.

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  “Nonsense,” Eros dismisses the statement easily.

      The demigoddess had wandered her way into Minx where he was reacquainting himself with his work and had looked entirely lost. He smiles at her again to reassure her it’s alright. He figures many people are initially lost in their wanderings before they enter the burlesque club. He also figures that it is within his power scope to disarm them and seduce a state of calm from those that find themselves there.

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“HE DID WHAT?!” He exclaimed in outrage and nearly knocking over the bottle of spirits settled on his coffee table as he stood up. Rage written clearly on his face, he paced for a moment around the small living space fuming. Profanities and curses falling from his mouth, it would have been clear to anyone who saw him, that he was upset at the news that he had just received.

Now, it wasn’t often that Milo decided to stay home for the weekend. In fact, on most Friday and Saturday nights, he preferred going out—whether it be on his own or with a friend or two—to grab a few drinks, dance his heart out, or casually hook up with someone. But on the nights he did decide to stay in, it wasn’t so much for himself, but rather for the sake of a friend. In this particular case, it had been for Heeyeon.

Noticing the demigoddess’s change in demeanor when he’d stopped by at Minx for a couple of drinks as well as to see her, he had pestered her about it for a bit—asked her what was wrong—and just as naturally saw through her words when she’d told him she was alright. And with the nagging inkling strong in the back of his head, eating away at his conscience, he refused to let it go. 

He waited until she finished her shift at the bar before grabbing her and more or less dragging her back to his apartment despite her protests. “I don’t give a shit.” He’d said earlier tugging her along behind him. “You’re telling me what’s up whether you like it or not.”

And a while later—after a shot or several on his part—he’d gotten her to talk about the things on her mind. Mainly her ex who he had just found out cheated on her. “You gotta be kiddin’ me.” He said incredulously, smile fading from his face, eyes widening in disbelief. He fell silent soon after. At a loss for words in bewilderment and confusion before those emotions gave way to the fury he was experiencing right now.

He stood in the middle of his living room stock still with his fists clenching at his sides. His frame trembled with barely concealed anger before he wordlessly walked off and disappeared down the hallway to his bedroom. He was gone for no more than five minutes—the sound of things being tossed about coming from the direction he’d left in—before he returned with a heavily decorated steel bat grasped in his left hand and a jacket hanging in his right.

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It wasn’t the first time Mino picked up a girl at a bar. It’s not that he actually plans beforehand to hit on girls until he finds one he can take home, but when the opportunity presents itself he’s not one to decline it. And thus when he had entered Minx that night it wasn’t one of the dancers or other guests that had caught his eye, but a pretty girl behind the bar.

It wasn’t her smile, for she hardly had smiled at all, that had persuaded him to take a seat at the bar and strike a friendly but flirtatious conversation with her. Nor her pretty brown eyes or beautiful and seemingly smooth hair, but the rather cool vibe she gave off together with some ‘rude’ but on point comments. For Mino perceived those traits as underlying confidence and he loved woman who emitted that.

He had started a friendly conversation with introducing himself and staring about his work as a bartender. It was always the best to start a conversation about common ground. Then he went on with telling her about his travels, which he seemed to spike her interest with from time to time and when she told him that her shift was going to end, he had felt confident enough to invite her for a drink. To his luck, she had agreed and a couple of moments later he had found himself leading her the way to Dr. Feelgood. Emitting the small detail that he worked there as a bartender, he talked about the bar itself on the way too it. Saying he loved the rock music they played and even though the crowd as a bit ‘rougher’ than that of Minx it was still a good place to share some drinks and have some dances.