she didn’t know who else to tell other than rowan. he was one of the people in the company she actually felt comfortable with besides her members, and one of the few people mingxia felt she could confide in. since she hadn’t wanted to disturb her members, she had no place to turn to other than rowan.

she had been waiting for a reply back when she heard the doors slam open. it didn’t take a genius for mingxia to realize who that was. wincing at how loud he was, she turns to look at him. “it was an accident,” she stresses. “i didn’t do it on purpose. i doubt anyone would on purposely fling themselves down a flight of stairs.” she gestures to her leg, now in a cast, all wrapped up. “i can’t walk for the next few weeks though. it hurts to move it, too.”

“then let her kill me. i don’t care.” again with the insensitive hyejung. she did care. her life was all that she had. her life was filled with dreams and ambitions-- so why let someone take that away from her? with what defense? with the broken bones that mend after months only to get broken again, with skin so tight it scrapes against hard textures and blood spills out before recovering on its own. with a mind of a young girl who’s been through abuse and death combined in an elixir she was forced to drink-- could there really be any hoe for her to fight back?

there was always another option. beneath the floors that she walked and slept on was a gun registered under her name. her grandmother got it for her but since she wasn’t legal yet, it had to be placed under the grandmother’s name until the time came. time passed and here she was, contemplating if she was really going to throw herself into a gun fight against someone who thought hyeung was a nuisance to the community-- so she wanted her dead. it was dark, it was cold, but hyejung could understand why. though it seemed to be crossing the line for her to try to even touch her. if she were seventeen again, would the charges against her death increase? she wasn’t too sure about it. her dad would come to the trial, beg for his beautiful daughter to come back and cause a scene, and then leave home with all the money-- smirk on his face and all as his new wife sucks him off in the passenger seat.

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-&&; all she could do was nod… at least now he knew what kind of trouble she had to go through everyday with her cats. even though their behavior towards hyojung had a taste of teasing neglect, they still knew how to make her succumb to whatever their little hearts desired. with a few meows, a couple soft purrs and a thorough rub off on the legs, all three boys seem to have wheeled rowan in the small of their paws for his attention… because hers just wasn’t good enough for them in the moment. their small talk becomes nothing more than a few chuckles after simba decides to steal every intention rowan had of giving everyone equal attention for himself by pawing at the man’s cheeks and sitting in his lap to top it all off. ❛more like he’s a spotlight hog, egh… look at him,❜ the bridge of her nose wrinkles to see simba rub against the man’s chest with a meow and a purr following suit, ❛give him a few more minutes and i think he’ll actually consider going home with you.❜ she adds jokingly while reaching over to grab another one of her cats, burying her face in his neck.

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출처 : 이것. ( a really long, but categorized, ask meme. )와 : @rwntch.지위 : accepting.

The young Jeju-do native heaves a soft sigh ; of despair or exhaustion, maybe both, no one will ever know. Creases wrinkle the skin in between her perfectly plucked eyebrows and she gives the boy’s shoulders a couple pats, soon wiping off the dust possibly sticking to the vest. « No one asked you to, it’s not required you understand. Just do what you’re told, and do it well, » she affirms.

[ @rwntch​ ] * accepting !!

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