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I Can't Describe ↚↛ Kris & Chohee

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Leaning over the railings to get a better view, she watched as the tall figure disappeared into the building. Head hanging, Chohee bit her nip lip nervously. She wondered just how the meeting would go down. Just how did two people go about talking about their younger siblings and their romantic entanglements?I need another smoke. She mused as her feet landed on the ground, knowing full well the cigarette would be off limits until the meeting was over and she was alone. Sighing, Chohee picked up a unopened can of beer This will have to do - should’ve brought something stronger. Cracking open the can, she flung the metal ring away with a soft flick of her hand as she waited, flinching from surprise as her phone vibrated in her pockets.

She read the texts with a soft chuckle, before fingers tapped out a quick reply.

[text to ➠ Kris] Just wanted to make sure you heard! - in a way that wouldn’t wake the neighbors…

[text to ➠ Kris] but … I probably already did so….> <

As she waited for him, Chohee took another sip of beer as she leaned against the railing, looking out at the city lights. She could feel the awkwardness seeping into her bones even before he’d arrived on the platform. The can rose to her lips again - Jin-hyuk She shook her head slightly.. .so much trouble..I hope I won’t need to do this with Suhwa too…

As she was momentarily lost in her thoughts, the old metal door creaked open, revealing the tall figure behind it. He’s here. Chohee thought as she turned her head around slowly, a smile automatically placed on her lips as she watched him walk toward her. “Hey there” She greeted with a wave of her hand, noting goosebumps on his arms that became more apparent the closer he walked. Her eyes lingered on the dragon tattoo, widening in both surprise and admiration as her eyes trailed along his arms.”Nice Tat.” she commented with a soft nod of her head. She’d always had a liking for tattoos, adorning quite a few herself though in less conspicuous places.

"-but, aren’t you cold?" She asked, noting how lightly he dressed. Being a frequent visitor of the rooftop, Chohee knew that no matter how warm it was during the day, the weather varied on the rooftop at night. "I’d give you my jacket - if I wasn’t wearing short sleeves underneath …" she paused, realizing how useless her comment had been. He may have cursed out her younger brother, but it’d been understandable - and she didn’t want to be responsible if he caught a cold after this. "we can switch places if it becomes unbearable…. -but uh … yeah." A sheepish laughter escaped her lips as she repeated his words. Just how would they go about beginning the conversation seemed to be beyond her, but Chohee assumed they’d first have to eliminate the awkwardness first. "um, want a beer first?" she asked, bending down to detach another can from the plastic holder, holding it out to him. For Chohee, Drinking always seemed to alleviate awkwardness, the alcoholic beverage having the magical ability to fill the air with chatter and not silence.

wufan-hr

Beep, beep, beep, and his phone was vibrating again, indicating another text he managed to catch in between climbing stairs; he didn't bother texting back because he was already reaching his destination, and he was glad he brought along his leather phone case -- Yifan could be a clumsy person, such as dropping it, or well in this case, having no firm pocket to fit in a Galaxy S5. Affordable or not, he laid his hands on it even since he managed to get a decent job, and he found out it was more useful than he'd ever imagined. Either way, he was there, meeting up with an acquaintance, not really thinking of the word "friends" just yet, though that might as well just change after tonight's meeting. Two grown people, gathered on a roof top to discuss their younger's siblings love life. Splendid.

The stain on his pants was still awfully visible to his eyes, though he supposed it wasn't of bother anymore. The darkness made sure to envelop it well, easing an unnecessary second thought; not only that he was a neat freak, but quite of a person who adored fashion and the concept of clothes, generally. Head inclining to her greeting, a brief "Yo" escaped through his parted lips, having the tendency to slip from between a messy Korean to a fluent English and sometimes -- a rushed Mandarin. Definitely, he could use a coffee or even a hot chocolate -- something to just warm his prickling goosebumps that pried all over his skin thanks to the unfitting attire. He'd nearly forgotten his tattoo was visible and wouldn't have given it attention if not mentioned, his gaze trailing instinctively towards the inked dragon on his forearm and nodded once. "Thanks, got it back in China." He wasn't really a talkative man, though details escaped him here and there, and if not careful enough, the topic might have ended as something else than Meilin and her crush.

An unexpected question that caught him off guard, causing slight embarrassment to stir. A woman offering him her jacket, that was pride wrecking for any man, so his first choice was to completely refuse, though in the most polite manner. "You look like you need it more than me, plus 'course it wouldn't fit me. But thanks, anyways. Appreciated." A grin of gratitude was flashed towards her direction, head angled just enough to catch sight of her side profile. Life lessons with Wu Yifan: Don't ever trust the weather. As the mental note was made, his elbows rested comfortably against the railing, nose scrunching. "Nah I should've gotten some coffee," He grumbled, mostly upset with himself, eyes inwardly trailing after a couple stealing kisses around a corner, reminding him of the purpose of the meeting.

"So, uh..." Awkwardness slipping again, he truthfully wasn't any good when it came to playing the parental / brotherly role in front of other people. How to approach a topic you had absolutely no knowledge of, aside of the fact that you literally stepped on your little sister snogging some guy? "You think they've been at it for a while?" A simple question he decided he woulds settle with for now, teeth sinking over his bottom lip in anticipation.

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spy ✖ daehyun & yifan

his flat sneaker shoes were barely hearable against the cement ground beneath his feet. the streets were awfully crowded and busy — rush hour was probably the worst time to be outside. countless of people rushed past him, either to catch a bus or the subway, most of the desiring to get home as fast as possible to see their families or simply enjoy the time they got to spend away from their work places for the evening. whilst his surroundings seemed to be moving in the speed of light, daehyun was the exact opposite; his steps were slow as he walked, his gaze drifting around, and he promptly wondered why adults were always so stressed and rushed and overly grumpy with frowns upon their faces when they had just gotten out of work. what a horrible sight.

small things like stressed adults made daehyun think about his father — did he use to be like that, too? used to be — or still was, daehyun didn’t know. the man had disappeared three years ago without a single word. no trace was left behind. the police had given up on their search after not finding a single clue about the man’s whereabouts, and daehyun had never despised someone as much as the police. the police — helper in time of need. hah, as if. they had given up before they had even properly tried to find his father. assholes. daehyun knew he couldn’t count on their help anymore. he also knew if he wouldn’t get any kind of clarity in regards of where his father was, he would never be able to sleep peacefully at night. the sole reason why the teen drank until he passed out was to avoid those nightmares which haunted him at night. he’d rather not share any details about them, though.

much to his luck, however, the teen had stumbled upon a certain man who would be able to help him out with his search. wu yifan was his name, apparently. the big brother of a kid in his class daehyun liked to tease and drag into the shit he caused during freetime. said big brother was a professional hacker, from what his friend had told him. there was no system he couldn’t hack, no information he couldn’t provide. if he won’t be able to get daehyun clues about his father, then no one would, he was sure.

it had taken daehyun a bit of persuading — money was involved — for his friend to finally hand out yifan’s number along with a passport picture of his big brother. yifan looked pretty neat from what daehyun could tell. truth to be told, he had imagined the male to display the stereotypical nerd look. you know, long, greasy hair, unclean skin, saggy eyebags, outdated and way too large clothes and all that junk. neither of those facts applied for yifan and daehyun wondered whether his friend had lied to him or not. only a meeting would tell.

so, after calling the professional hacker and arranging a meeting by a less crowded bar, the teen had managed to arrive at the destinied meeting place. painfully late, but he really couldn’t care less. he was about to pay someone he barely knew a large amount of money for a couple of informations. they could wait.

brown orbs scanned the surroundings and his target was found only seconds later. jesus, he looked monstrous. probably above six feet. with a folder and an envelope hooked under his arm, daehyun straightened his posture and ran a hand through his sandy-colored hair, before he approached the male and subtly took a seat next to him by the bar, clearing his throat. “wu yifan?” he spoke up, though only loud enough for the addressed man to hear.

"i’m jung daehyun. i called you regarding the matter of my father. "

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Chocolate hues fixated on the pavement while he took another step forward, his only worry as if for now was the fact that he did not have a license; how many times had he scolded himself and then went back to seeing it as just a trivial thing, not a necessity? Only when there were long distances to travel had he went back to his initial idea of needing a car, much preferred over crowding himself by different kinds of people in the bus station, waiting and waiting and waiting... Everyone was talking, he did not hear words but voices, sinking in his own solitude captivated by the pair of beats that rested firmly on his head, his favorite tune of the day blasting in. Looks were thrown here and there, his foreign aspects outstanding more than usual ( he didn't really look very Asian to begin with ), or perhaps it was just the office outfit of the day. He was on a business trip, an according attire was required.

It was his least favorite thing, trapped between people chatting, making a fuss over every empty space being occupied as soon as they climbed on. A large hand grasped at the metal support, files tucked under his arm in a plastic envelope to make sure he wasn't losing anything. Plain, everything was plain, with the same old reactions over the smallest of things, gaze boring on a couple arguing in the back, that not even his music could cover it. Some didn't know intimacy, some did not know privacy, like the considerably short man that bumped into him in a quite rude way, and did not even pass his apology. Yifan rolled his eyes and at the moment he could only be glad that he got off at the next station, level of irritation reduced by a lot on that day for some reason. His feet dragged him to the established point of the meeting, being of no surprise that he was there first, seat occupied by a discrete spot in the back, deciding to indulge himself with lemonade.

The call was not expected really, not a name had been given when Yifan asked, it was as if his opinion wasn't relevant at all. Just some bratty voice demanding things here and there, causing a headache to sink in; not only that he was impatient with a behavior like that, but it was his supposedly free day too. Incredible really, what money can make out of people, or rather, his ambition to take care of his siblings pushed him to the best of extremes. No information of the other party had been shared, aside a location and an hour-- mention of a father from what he caught, and although it was risky, he still found himself there, waiting for whoever.

Almost half an hour passed since the meeting point, and Yifan started to wonder whether or not this person would truly show up; was it a set up? He decided to give the remaining half a chance in hopes that he will appear, moved to the bar for another drink, a fresh orange juice to clear his thoughts. The phone, he could dial and get over with it, but every shred of hope shattered at the reminder that the number was an unknown one.Ugh, how troublesome. Not too long afterward, a slight teenager made his appearance, hair color not all that different from his, captivating his attention. He seemed a bit too close to his personal space, so maybe, maybe ..-- ah, there it was. The ring of his name that determined any suspicion, gaze immediately averting to the considerably younger man.

"It's rude being late." Is the first thing he remarks, slender finger gesturing to the wrist watch, giving a nod of his head, a tad late with his reply to the addressed question, or perhaps distracted by taking in the possibly familiar appearance. Where had he heard Jung Daehyun before? Oh. Oh. Xiaodan brought him up before -- his brother discussing about getting in trouble with this one kid in his class and now that he stared better, it was undoubtedly him. If only he knew from the very beginning, he would have refused right away.

Palm resting on his forehead, he dismissed second thoughts, seeing as it was too late to back away now, so instead he pushed himself to his feet and grabbed onto his glass, head gesturing to the same spot from earlier. "Come. You don't want anyone to hear the plans you have, right?" Although it was a question, he didn't give the boy much time to answer, already having advanced forward. One hell of a tiring day this was going to be.

#p;spy #{ a gazillion years later

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-- damn ratatouille ;

Bam.

Just like that, Gongyoo went down. Something sizzled while his chest and his left shoulder burnt rather heavily, he fell to the ground upon impact and looked over to the stain that was now embedded into his suit. Apologies went back and forth, up and down. There was another body on the ground, reacting just as any other being would in this situation.

"Damn," Gongyoo sat there and looked up at the waiter. The kid apologized and offered to help him up, once Gongyoo took the offer and stood with some help, his jacket was being taken off of his shoulders and he was being pushed while having to listen to three different voices talking all at once. " — wait, hold up — " He really tried to converse with the others but before he knew it, he was in the bathroom being forced to change his clothes out of apology. The owner looked so horribly offended by the situation, that Gongyoo couldn’t help but wonder where this would play out.

Evidently, they had to change into another set of clothing as their suits were being sent off to the nearest and “most reliable” laundry mat. Then he had to wait until it would be done, after all, he couldn’t arrive to his home in the casual clothing that was given when he knew he had guests coming.

He began to change into the t-shirt and the sweatpants that were given to him, free souvenirs from the five-star restaurant. Why did they even sell t-shirts when they sold the best French cuisine in the country? He didn’t know, his thoughts were interrupted by a younger man walking in with the same stain. Gongyoo flashed him a slightly sleazy smile in relevance to the situation.

"I think that was my ratatouille, now that I think about it." He sighed softly and began to change out of his shirt, waiting to see if the other was even slightest in the mood to converse.

wufan-hr

It was unexpected, the sudden clash that barely allowed the man to react, that until his body sprawled on the ground with a loud thud, the impact bringing his knees to his chest and his elbows to the point where they connected, dragging a snarl from his lips. The sounds of 'sorry's didn't even reach his ears, the only thing he could possibly fix on at the very moment being his ruined attire. Usually, Yifan was a composed man, but this -- this was completely nerve wrecking and a mood killer. He wasn't fazed, this was a public place, a restaurant, such incidents should be avoided to begin with but for now, this just didn't seem to be his lucky day.

Everything was happening too fast, that by the time he wanted to open his mouth for a word, he was shoved into a dressing room, given a pair of new clothes ( nothing compared to what he was wearing, but it was still appreciated ), dragging a sigh as he hurried out of his current outfit, trying to be as quick as possible; Yifan wasn't keen on showing his body at all, and especially not in public. He thought he caught some angry French in the background, some words picked here and there from when he spent quite a short time in Canada, but he didn't say anything at all; the scolding was already received.

"The only thing annoying about this all," He grumbled between sliding a fresh black tee over his head, smoothing it in place. "Is the fact that the wine stain doesn't look like it will wash off too soon." Truthfully, the red ink was ridiculously visible over the white cotton, causing the Chinese to rub his temples at the very thought. Maybe he was over exaggerating, but he wasn't exactly a rich person, so every item was valuable.

The food was okay, excellent even, French cuisine had always been special, the atmosphere itself was peaceful with serene music playing in the background, but then that had to happen and ruin the aesthetics. Now all ways left to do was sigh and tut over the waste of food ( and money ) and think just how he would rather not visit that place again; maybe it was an accident, maybe it was not, but he wasn't a man that accorded a second chance so easily.

"Let's get out of here," Was a sudden suggestion he didn't expect to voice out so soon, but then again he could relate to what the elder was going through, so why not use the opportunity and get out of the mess together? Hands stuffed in his pockets after he patted a few outstanding strands, his direction turned towards the door, heading with large steps and urge to leave as fast as possible.

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self-inflicted a̤͋̾ͅc͙̙̐̍ḣ̰̭̓romatic() { hyunjoong + yifan; }

There is nothing like sharing stories over a drink or meal. Hyunjoong had now lost count of how many times he and Yifan had done so, each time more amusing and distinct from the last. And after so long, he had even forgotten how long they had known each other for. A very long time is all he can recall.

The two of them were the closest of friends, to say the least. They would laugh and cry together, all while talking about everything, anything. Secrets did not remain as secrets between them, and the usual daily gossip often became a lingering topic of talk.

But, in the midst of the usual, Hyunjoong had noticed Yifan being a little secretive of late. The questions in his mind arose when he’d occasionally take note of Yifan’s periodically odd behaviour. A little elusive his actions were, although Hyunjoong would often brush the thought off; he’d suppose everyone had some things they wouldn’t share even with those close to them. Hyunjoong wouldn’t except himself from that; he certainly had things of his own to hide, after all.

Of course, any doubts about the two of them would always easily be settled by something as mere as having a drink together. And then they would simply repeat the usual process of laughing and chattering like they had no other cares in the world. For the past few years had they been doing so, it was like a way to solve whatever problems they would have, even if only temporarily.

And today would be another one of those days to celebrate over nothing but their friendship.

The simple restaurant was busy, each and every table filled with patrons that had little on their minds but food and talk. Although, it wasn’t often that Hyunjoong would visit there; for the many times he’d meet up with Yifan, they would always pick some place different. And so while they both had their fair share of distasteful food and drink, it wasn’t like it really mattered.

The table had been set up for the two of them. And the only thing missing now was the other person.

[ .txt > yifan☆ ] hey you yeah you-- you're late~ [ /txt ]

wufan-hr

Friendships were essential. Friendships were very important. No man could handle loneliness for the longest of time, the need to talk or at least exchange a word with another human becoming a must, in order to break from his shell. Meetings became a rarity nowadays, both of them having been busy with individual work, but now that the time has come, neither seemed to want to miss the given occasion.

Being blessed with the possibility to carry a relationship like that wasn't something he thought much of, or perhaps he didn't figure he would need friends while residing in Korea. He should have probably thought better, that this wouldn't end within a week, that his mission would carry on til the very present, a year already having passed. So of course he did need someone to accompany him through the journey -- although he never stated the purpose of his settling in.

For that reason alone, he befriended Hyunjoong, their meeting was an accidental one, but of purpose, considering the two of them clicked instantly; not too late after, the two would be around each other whenever given permission, sharing a word over a drink, laughing and relating to similar events. This man was a treasured one, and because of that, Yifan felt it was only right that he kept away from any nasty business he involved himself in. Although there were times when he had doubts, he preferred to allow Hyunjoong speak, rather than seem impolite; the two of them never had any problem, no matter how delicate the subject could get.

Phone vibrating in his pocket, he arched his brows at the text, realizing he involuntarily memorized the phone number, due to being the one he dialed the most, excluding his siblings and boss, of course. The bus was moving slow, or they were stuck he couldn't tell -- but one thing he hated, was definitely not being punctual; even if a minute later, he needed to make himself seen.

[text to ➠ Joong ✌] Stuck in traffic or some shit, i swear it's been like this for the past five minutes

The best part was that as soon as he pressed 'send', the bus was moving once again and Yifan wondered if that would appear as some pathetic excuse for his late arrival. Either way, when reached the final destination and he got off, out of instinct he fixed his collar and dusted his clothes, as he then made his way in the local, hawk eyes instantly catching his friend's figure.

"Guess they figured I had an important meeting I couldn't delay, huh?" He adds coolly, smile playful as he occupied the empty seat. "Hey man, it's been a while. All good?"

#p;sia #hyunjoong-hr

Child { I'm laughing help }

I’ll write our characters raising a child.

"Uh—… "

Another moment of silence coming from the grown men, or more like, interrupted by the sharp cries that were loud enough to echo through the small room. This was supposed to be an ordinary day at work, turns out it would be twice as chaotic than the usual days where he would nag at his boss, or well, actually vice versa.

"So, you’re telling me…"

"Yes."

“No.”

The sudden outburst of the Chinese man had Jaewook staring at him as if he’d just grown another head. Said Yifan never looked as exasperated before, eyes fixated towards the source of the cries, a baby resting in the other male’s arms, cradling him back and forth slowly, although the sounds didn’t seem to want to die down any soon. Gosh, how could anyone work in such an environment, let alone what did the other people think? The always grumpy boss, suddenly decided to bring some baby in, let alone the same day Yifan happened to be around as well. Oh, the joy.

"Man, I never thought you’d be the kind to accept babysitting.” Remarked the Chinese man ironically, ignoring the pointed look thrown at the back of his head. His attention was directed towards the program he nearly cracked either way, the password a piece of cake, so he could only really make out the other’s voice. Working to the endless sounds of weeping and whimpering was truly a challenge — hard to accomplish — and something snapped inside of Yifan at some point, abruptly spinning in the wheeled chair to face the Korean man with a distressed expression.

"Is this a kindergarten, or what?!"

Voice raised loud enough to surprise himself, he didn't want to know what kind of feeling he reproduced to his boss, although considering by the look on his face, it was nowhere near positive. Recomposing himself with a clear of his throat, he stood from his seat, a hand brought through dirty blond strands to ruffle them while sporting an annoyed grin. "I'm saying that uh -- if you have to look after a baby, shouldn't you take a day off and do it at home or whatever?"

"Listen, this is my place, and if I want to bring a baby here, I'll bring a baby here." The look on Jaewook's face seemed blank from what he could observe, although the irritation in his tone was obvious. No, he did not wish to lose his job, but the two of them always went back and forth with the well known game of cat and mouse. "Then you should at least quiet it down, just saying." He added coolly, eyes boring onto the infant once again.

"Why don't you?"

Both a challenge and a comeback he didn't expect, his stubbornness showing the moment he was in front of the other man, arms extended. He had two younger siblings, a new born couldn't be a big deal, right? Wrong. The moment he found himself holding the bundle of blankets, he'd lost any common sense or idea he had regarding on how to make it stop from crying. Awkwardly, he cradles back and forth with the little figure, for a moment succeeding nothing but making it cry even louder than before, if possible.

There's a few moments where the two men do nothing, not a single word being voiced, although panic is written all over their faces. At some point, the taller of the two even left the room for a split second and Yifan wondered if he was serious, running away from a responsibility, a ramble of English curses leaving past his lips until he'd returned with something in his hand, whatever he couldn't see due to his poor sight as if of late. Only when he was close enough, he figured it was a feeding bottle, and honestly, it took all the might to quiet the child down, one holding, and the other nudging it until the baby was willing to accept it.

"Oh my God, you could've done this from the very beginning and save us both from the trouble."

"Shut up."

And just when they thought it would be a peaceful afternoon, the sounds of crying started again.

#drb;#jaewook-hr #( man what did i just write

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Jaewook worked alone - that was what he had told the officials when they told him that his new partner had finally arrived.

The irritation was obvious on his sharp features. “Tell him to leave, because I don’t need him,” he insisted, folding his arms over his chest. He was determined not to let anyone in. As far as the police department went, Jaewook was the highest in command. No one was his equal or above him - and he didn’t like the thought of that changing. This was his department, no matter what anyone else had to say.

"He’s here to see you, sir," stated the male who stood so defiantly at the end of Jaewook’s desk. "It’d be polite of you to go and greet him."

Jaewook scoffed. “Fuck politeness.” He rose from his desk, shooting a glare at the male; who did he think he was, smarting off to Jaewook like that? He already didn’t like this situation. He could tell it was something that he wouldn’t enjoy in the long run. The sooner this outsider left, the better.

Reluctantly, he headed out into the main section of the department, quirking an eyebrow. There was only one person waiting; an unfortunately tall man— was he taller than Jaewook? Jaewook immediately didn’t like the thought. This just kept on getting worse. He approached the male, resolve dissolving slightly as he realized that he was in fact a few centimeters taller than the stranger.

"I’m guessing you’re Yifan, right?" he asked with a tilt of his head. His voice held no sort of welcoming - and he didn’t intend on being kind. Perhaps being overly rude would scare him away. Jaewook wouldn’t have minded that.

Jaewook cleared his throat, straightening himself out, standing a bit more rigidly than normal. “Just to lay out a few things - even if we’re working together, I’m still in charge. You’re here to help, and that’s it. I’m your boss; you work for me.” Though he couldn’t be all too sure of the truth of that statement, he was sticking to his guns.

wufan-hr

Obtaining this job was the most important part and the main reason he moved to Seoul after all; it wasn't a problem, the interviewer liked his charismatic attitude and straight to the point answers immediately. Almost as soon as he left, he received a phone call, announcing he was accepted and could start working the following day.

There he was, tall man among a crowd of people, the way secretaries were glancing at him boosting his ego quite a bit; hey, he was a handsome fellow after all, so why not? "If you could wait here for a few minutes," A male suggested politely, earning a nod from Yifan, quietly retreating to a side of the large hall, interest captivated by a few decorations -- a way to purchase time. He was a patient person, clearly this wasn't a big deal to him. The details seemed interesting enough for him to lose track for how long he had been waiting for his new boss to show up.

The meeting well, it did not go as he thought it would after all. Head snapping at the sound of an unfamiliar voice,out of instinct he directed his gaze lower, only to have the (un)pleasant surprise to face a briefly taller man. What a rarity! The unexplained irritation only increased as they were staring at each other in a moment of suffocating silence, as if words would bite back, whether a simple greeting or a professional talk.

A stiff position was adapted, shoulders straightened and hands dropped by his sides with another nod of his head, upon the received question. There were two options: either be obedient and nod at everything, or occasionally talk; would that piss the guy off? He couldn't say the thought affected him much at all, since Yifan himself was in a situation close to boiling; he was just overly good at hiding it.

"Correct, sir." Deciding against both, he gave a verbal reply, wondering if the foreign accent was still outstanding; one year of being in Korea didn't give him a lot of time to become fluent in speaking the language after all. Whatever intentions this man had, Yifan reacted by simply blinking at him, almost a blank stare.

It felt like he was being instructed as if he lacked any sort of knowledge, and the thought alone was enough to make him roll his eyes, even if unwilling. "I know a boss's function, and I know an employer's status as well." He remarked in a neutral voice, without trying to show superiority, although his inner might have smirked a little. "I believe I know my position, but thank you for the reminder."

The tension was getting ridiculous, a few words that were out of place and he could be fired for all he knew -- considering this guy's temper, anything was possible at the very moment. Yifan did not want to risk, so his lips sealed shut, waiting for a further order.

#p;ss #( omg lol #jaewook-hr

Drabble Prompt List

« : memory from the past with your character

» : a future event my character would like to happen with them + yours [a daydream]

¿ : something my character would like to forget [specify in general or about yours]

☼ : A memory my character has with yours that they’ll never forget

❄: for drunk texts.

♥: Our characters will have a Mistletoe Kiss

★: Our characters will decorate the Christmas tree

¤: My character will give yours a Christmas present

❖: Our characters will go caroling

$: Our characters will go Christmas shopping together

❂: Our characters decorate eggs together

†: My character will have an egg hunt with yours

ღ: My character will give yours chocolate

✯: Our characters will go see fireworks together

♬: Our characters will go to a parade

ッ-: Our characters will go to a costume ball together

☾: Our characters will go trick or treating

♛: Our characters will wear matching costumes

(I won’t say) I’m in Love: my character falls in love with yours, but is too afraid to admit it.

(You’re the) Devil in Disguise: my character discovers something terrible about yours [can be chosen by you, or left for me to decide]

1Oral: My character will perform oral sex to yours (Muns & muses must be 18)

2Oral: Your character will perform oral sex on mine (Muns & muses must be 18)

1Drunk: One of our characters will be drunk while having sex (state which) (Muns & muses must be 18)

2Drunk: Both our characters will be drunk while having sex (Muns & muses must be 18)

A Star is Born: your character becomes extremely famous, and my character watches their rise to fame from the sidelines.

A Whole New World: my character goes on a romantic journey/honeymoon with yours.

Ablutophilia: I’ll write our characters making love in a bath or shower (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Accept me: I will write a drabble about my character accepting yours or vice versa. /Or both to accept one another/

Achilles: my character reveals their weakness to yours.

Acting Out: The muse behaves and acts on unknown wishes and desires. This may lead to retrospective reflection, but the actions are not understood as they are taking place.

Addiction: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters dealing with an addiction.

Advantage: Either my character or yours will take advantage of the other while they're feeling vulnerable. (Muns & muses must be 18)

Aerico: One of out characters nursing the other back to good health

Affection: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters having a tender moment.

Agamemnon: tragic homecoming story for one or both of our characters.

Agoraphilia: I'll write our characters having sex in a public place (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Alicorn: Our characters doing something they thought was impossible together

Aloha Oe: my character has to say goodbye to your character.

Amuse Me: I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer yours up.

Ankles: My character or yours, confessing a weakness to the other

Aphrodite: my character falls in love with yours.

Apollo: my character sees a future event involving yours

Apologize: My character will apologize to yours.

Ares: our characters get into a fight.

Argue: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters arguing about something.

Arms: either my character or yours, protecting the other.

Artemis: my character goes with yours on a hunting trip.

Athena: my character has yours on trial for past transgressions.

Away: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters running away.

Back to the Future: One of our characters has gone back in time, either accidentally or to fix something. Feel free to specify which character and which reasoning.

Bad Dream: I’ll write my character having a nightmare about yours, or vice versa.

Banshee: My character will mourn the death of yours

Bath: Our characters will make love in the bath. (Muns & muses must be 18)

Be my Slave (18+): my character will be your character’s sex slave

Be Prepared: my character plots an evil scheme against your character

Befriend Me: I will write a drabble about our characters meeting for the first time in an AU.

Benefits: Our characters will make a friends with benefits arrangement (Muns & muses must be 18)

Beware the Groove: my character gets angry with/wants to kill your character

Bind Me (18+): my character will tie yours up. Be it rope, silk, leather, chains our whatever strikes your fancy

Bite Me: my character will bite yours on any part of their body

Bleed: My character will injure your character

Blood: My muse killing yours

Blindfold Me: my character will blindfold yours in order to have their fun

Bows: Your character or mine: dressing/undressing the other

Brain: my character or yours, trying to instigate a deep conversation

Break: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters having a breakdown of some kind.

Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.

Breakfast: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters having breakfast.

Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene.

Brownie: Our characters doing housework together

Bugul Noz: Our characters committing an act of charity together

Beach: I’ll write a drabble of out characters at the beach together.

Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.

Butt: either my character or yours will slap the other on the butt (You choose)

Bye Bye Beautiful: Write about your character finally giving up and saying goodbye to a cheating lover.

Call: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters talking on the phone.

Call Me: My character will call your character for whatever reason.

Camaraderie: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters being friendly with one another.

Candle: Our characters spending time together by candle light.

Candy Corn: Your character or mine being cheesy to the other

Cassandra: my character warns yours about future events: but your character does not listen.

Celebration: Our characters celebrate together. Or have a party.

Centaur: My character showing yours compassion

Cerberus: Our characters raising a little hell together

Chest: My character getting their feelings about yours in the open.

Child: I’ll write our characters raising a child.

Choice: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters in a life or death situation.

Claustrophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a confined/small space (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Clouds: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters enjoying a not-so-sunny day together.

Clue: Our characters become a part of a murder mystery - is one of them the killer?

Clytemnestra: my character kills yours.

Coffee: My character will be hyped up on coffee and pester yours

Comfort Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character comforting yours- vise versa.

Competition: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters competing with one another.

Complicated: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters in a complicated situation.

Confess: My character will speak their true feelings about your character. (or about a topic. you may choose.)

Confession: My muse confesses something to yours

Cook: I’ll write a drabble of our characters cooking together.

Coprolalia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty to the other (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Costume: Your character or mine: dressing up for the other

Crazy: I will write a drabble about my character losing it. (Specify a reason if you wish.)

Cream: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters are intimate.

Cry: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters crying about something.

Darkness: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters dealing with inner demons.

Date: I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours out on a date.

Dead Boy’s Poem: Write about a time your character felt at their lowest in life, when everything around them seemed to have failed at their hands.

Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying.

Death (Angst): I will write a drabble about my character contemplating death.

Deathbed: I’ll write a drabble of my character with yours on their deathbed.

Deceive: My muse lying to yours

Defend: I’ll write a drabble of my character protecting yours.

Demeter: my character longs for yours.

Denial: Your muse is forced to face conflict in their life, but instead, they refuse to accept it. They deny it adamantly, and they may or may eventually come to accept it.

Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’

Die: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters killing one or the other.

Dinner: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters having dinner.

Dionysus: my character gets drunk with yours.

Displacement: The muse is faced with conflict, but is unable to deal with the conflict or what brought it about directly, so they instead, take it out on others, especially those who the muse may view as less dangerous. (Intensity may vary.)

Distortion: The muse is faced with conflict and actively distorts or changes the way he perceives the world to come to terms with this. These changes may be extreme or minor, but they are always done in order to avoid coping with reality.

Dominate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character dominating yours. Or vise versa.

Dragon: My character guarding yours

Dream: My character will have a dream about your character

Dreams: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters discussing their dreams.

Drink: My character will call: text: or show up at your character’s house drunk. Specify which of the three.

Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.

Drinking: I’ll write our characters drinking together

Drinks: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters having drinks.

Duet: I’ll write our character’s singing or playing a musical instruments.

Earthquake: Our characters dealing with sudden upheaval in their lives

Embarrass Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saying or doing something embarrassing to himself or to your character.

Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day - feel free to specify.]

Endytophilia: I’ll write my/your character having sex while clothed/partially clothed (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Enemy: I will write a drabble about my character facing an enemy.

Expecting: Our characters find out they are expecting a child together

Eyes: My character will tell yours about something they see every day.

Faerie: Our characters causing mischief together

Falling: I’ll write our character’s falling in love.

Fantasy: The muse retreats into a (real or mental) fantasy world to escape the stresses and conflicts in their life. The muse may have to acknowledge that they are attempting to escape, and eventually choose to face reality.

Farewell: My muse or yours leaving the other (Please specify which)

Fathoms Below: AU universe where our characters are mermaids

Feet: either my character or yours, getting a foot massage from the other

Ferris Bueller's Day Off: Our characters play hooky from something important and do their best not to get caught

Fetishism: I’ll write your/my character having sex/playing with an intimate object. (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Fight: I’ll write a drabble of my character fighting with/against yours.

Find Me: I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded: feel free to specify.]

Fingers: My character will write your character a letter.

Fire: Our characters in a losing fight.

Flood: One of our characters helping the other one to keep their head up

Forbidden: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters doing something they shouldn’t be doing.

Forbidden (Angst): I will write a drabble about my character longing for something they can never have.

Forgive me: I will write a drabble about my character forgiving yours or vise versa.

Furies: One of our characters causing the other pain

Future: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters discussing the future.

Game: I’ll write a drabble of my character playing videogames with yours.

Get Me: I will write a drabble about my character saving yours.

Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify.

Give Me: my character will give yours a gift

Gloves: How my character deals with news from yours: Specify

Goodbye: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters saying goodbye to one another.

Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave

Greet Me: My character will greet yours: either at the door: at work: or somewhere else.

Grope Me: my character will grope yours.

Hades: your character is visited by my character's ghost.

Hallucinations: My character will have hallucinations about your character.

Hands: My character giving yours applause.

Happy: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters being happy.

Haptephilia: I’ll write my/your character becoming aroused by my/your character’s touch. (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Harpies: Our characters getting into an argument

Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost: watching from a distance: or otherwise: feel free to specify.]

Hate: I’ll write our character’s hating each other.

He Lives In You: my character starts hearing your character’s voice in their head.

Head: either your character or mine, giving the other a headache.

Headache: How my character will take care of yours when they have a headache

Heal: My character will tend to your character’s wounds: or be at their side when they’re sick.

Heaven: I’ll write a drabble about our characters going to heaven.

Hector: my character fights in the place of yours/for your sake.

Helen: my character describes their favourite person/person they admire most to yours.

Hell: I’ll write a drabble about our characters going to hell.

Hello: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters meeting for the first time.

Help: My character requests help from your character (be something silly or serious: you may decide.)

Hematolagnia: I’ll write our characters having sex with blood play (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Hermes: my character brings your character good news (or vice versa).

Hestia: our characters snuggle by a fire.

High: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters experiencing a good time.

Hiisi: Our characters camping out under the stars

Holiday: Our characters will spend a holiday together.

Home: I’ll write our characters living together.

Horror: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters in a horror movie scenario.

Hot Cocoa: Our characters enjoying a hot moment together.

Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason.

Humiliate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character doing something humiliating to yours.

Humor Me: I’ll write a funny drabble about our characters.

Hunting: I’ll write a drabble about your character and mine on a hunt together.

Hurricane: Our characters seeking shelter somewhere together.

Hurt: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters hurting each other.

Hush: My muse trying to calm and quiet yours

Hustle Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters hustling.

I Do: I will write our characters as a married couple

I Love You: I’ll write a drabble of my character admitting they love yours.

I Want My Tears Back: Write about your character during childhood and their fondest memory.

I Wish I Had An Angel: Write about the one thing your character wishes they had and would do anything for .. emphasis on the anything.

I’ll Make a Man out of You: my character decides to try and shape up yours.

Idealization: The muse unconsciously decides to perceive another individual, or even a situation or idea as having more positive attributes then it actually has. The muse may also tone down or ignore negative attributes, and they may go to certain lengths to keep themselves from realizing that their idealizations are false.

Identification: When faced with conflict, the muse accepts it, and takes on characteristics brought about by this conflict, changing partially or wholly. Generally deals with individuals, and can be connected to identification with the aggressor.

Inception: One character invades the dreams of the other for some reason. Feel free to specify which.

Insane: I’ll write my character is insane inside asylum and yours is the doctor, vice versa

Intimate: Our muses doing some hot and steamy together

Introjection: The muse finds something that he believes and accepts so strongly that they incorporate that belief into their personality, into behavior or character. This may or may not be contradictory.

Invite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to

Isolation: The muse is inclined to withdraw all emotions from events that trigger emotional response within them. This may result in a seemingly objective stance on certain topics, through emotional numbing. These emotions may come back to bite the muse. This is much like Thought Suppression, but only deals with emotions. Instead of not thinking upon his actions, the muse may spend much time analyzing things, without recognizing their emotions.

Jealousy: My character gets jealous over yours.

Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance: asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want): feel free to specify.]

Joke: My character pulling a prank on yours

Judgment: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters are being judgmental.

Jujak: One of our characters helping the other prepare for a special occasion

Kill: I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours.

Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.

Kink Me (18+): pick a kink, any kink. Our characters will have fun

Kiss: My character kisses yours: or vise versa. Specify.

Kiss Me Sexily (18+): my character will kiss yours in a far more… Sexy manner. Perhaps along their body?

Knees: Our characters in a scary situation

Laugh: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters laughing about something.

Leave Me: my character will leave your character behind.

Leaves: Your character or mine clearing the air about something.

Legs: Our characters running together

Letters: Our characters will write letters to one another.

Lick Me: my character will lick yours in any specified place or manner.

Lies: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters lying about something.

Life: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters saving each other.

Lips: Our characters will share a kiss (either sexual or non, your choice)

Loneliness: I will write a drabble about my character feeling lonely.

Loss: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters experiencing a loss.

LotR: Our characters take a special item on a long journey. Feel free to define the item.

Love: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters confessing their feelings for one another.

Love Me: my character will express their love of yours (romantic, platonic, or sexual)

Love Me (fluff): I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.

Low: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters experiencing a bad time.

Lunch: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters having lunch.

Lust: I’ll write a drabble of our characters making love together.

Mad: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters being angry.

Magic Mirror: my character gets extremely jealous of yours

Mail: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters exchanging mail.

Married Life: a quick romantic drabble about your character and mine, from the moment they meet, till the day one of them dies.

Masochism: I’ll write my/your character being dominated/humiliated by my/your character (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Meet Me: My character is meeting yours either for the first time or just causally.

Menelaus: my character gets something precious stolen from them by yours.

Mermaid: Our characters going swimming together

Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshake

Mistletoe: Our characters will share a kiss under the mistletoe.

Morning: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters waking up.

Mourn: I’ll write a drabble of my character mourning yours.

Movie: I’ll write a drabble of our characters watching a movie together.

Mudslide: My character or yours, losing control of their lives

Murder: I’ll write my character killing yours or vice vesra.

Neck: My character or yours, biting the other one on the neck.

Nemo: Write about your character and loneliness - what they do to pass their time and how it effects them.

Night: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters going to sleep.

Nightmare: One of our characters will have a nightmare.

Nike: one of our characters succeeds over the other

No: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters disagreeing about something.

Nocturnal: Our muses up late at night

Nuclear War: One of our characters, braving the cold and ice for the other one

Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.

Nyx: my character has a dream about yours.

O Hero: I will write about my character mourning yours.

O Juliet: I will write about my character’s feelings for yours.

O Macbeth: I will write about how my character kills yours.

O Oberon: I’ll write about my character getting angry at yours over something they did.

O Puck: I will write about my character pranking yours.

O Romeo: I will write my character missing/looking for yours.

O Titiana: I will write about our characters sharing a night in bed or sharing a kiss. Specify.

Obsessed: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters dealing with an obsession.

Obsession: I’ll write a drabble about my character having an obsession with yours. Vise versa.

Odaxelagnia: I’ll write our characters biting each other in a sexual manner (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Odysseus: happy homecoming story for one or both of our characters.

Offer Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift.

Old: I’ll write our characters growing old together

On My Way: our characters go on a look walk together, trying to reach [destination of your choosing] for [reason of your choosing]

One Jump Ahead: our characters are escaping the law together

Own me: My character owns your character.

Paint Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your French girls~ be it painting them or drawing them: maybe offering a picture of them as a gift: feel free to specify.]

Pan: my character plays a song for yours

Parthenophilia: I’ll write my/your character taking the others virginity (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Past: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters discussing the past.

Patrocles: my character dies in the place of yours/for your sake.

Pegasus: Our characters fantasising together

Pepper: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters have a hot moment.

Peppermint: Your character or mine: sharing a sweet secret with the other.

Persephone: my character is held prisoner by yours.

Pet: I’ll write a drabble of my character buying yours a pet. (specify what kind.)

Phobia: Our muses discussing what scares them

Phoenix: One of our characters helping the other to rise above a bad situation

Plague: One of our characters dealing with the terminal illness of the other

Play: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters playing a game together.

Please Me: my character will do anything to please yours

Poem: I’ll write my character speaking a poem to yours or vice versa

Poison: I will write a drabble about my character infected by poison (be it psychically or mentally).

Polyiterophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex together with multiple other characters. (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Pool: I’ll write a drabble of our characters swimming together.

Poseidon: our characters are stranded on an island together after a shipwreck.

Prank: I’ll write our characters pulling pranks on each other.

Present: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters discussing the present.

Projection: The muse is faced with his mistakes, problems, and other shortcomings, but instead of acknowledging these, the muse projects them on others. This includes, seeing negative behaviors reflected in others, which may also result in the denial of that behavior in the self.

Promise: My character makes a promise to your character.

Proposal: My character proposes to your character. Vise versa.

Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.

Public: Our characters will make love in a public area (Muns & muses must be 18)

Pumpkin: Your character and mine doing some Halloween decorating

Purgatory: I’ll write a drabble about our characters going to purgatory.

Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying: from lashing out: feel free to specify.]

Rage: I will write a drabble about my character giving in to vicious anger.

Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.

Raise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character resurrecting yours. Vise versa.

Rationalization: The muse is disappointed or does not have his wishes or desires fulfilled. The muse then goes through a stage of rationalization, reasoning that explain away or excuse the event. (Making excuses) This may result in the muse going through and explaining to himself or others why things didn’t happen, dismissing it in the process.

Reaction Formation: The muse is faced with certain wishes or desires that he finds wrong or dangerous. Your muse, then takes on opposite behaviors and beliefs to repress those disagreeable wishes. The muse may see his actions reflect his hypocrisy or some other person may notice and call the muse out.

Reckless: My muse does something dangerous for yours

Regression: The muse takes on more childish behaviors, addressing problems in a less mature manner as a way of coping. The muse may become clingy, obstinate, or overly demanding when faced with problems.

Regrets: I’ll write a drabble about my character having regrets about yours.

Rejection: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters turning one another down.

Remember Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident: meeting them after years apart: feel free to specify.]

Repression: The muse represses a memory and doesn’t remember anything that happened. This could be a repression of an event, feeling, or strong emotion, and while the muse is aware of their forgetfulness, they may not know why. The muse may uncover repressed memories or not. Return of the Jedi: One character has given in to their dark side. The other must bring them redemption. Feel free to specify which

Reunite Me: I’ll write a drabble of our characters reuniting together.

Revenge: My character will get revenge on yours.

Rivalry: I’ll write a drabble of our characters having a rivalry between each other.

Run!: My character is chasing your character (or vise versa) OR both characters are being chased by ___________ (fill in the blank).

Sad: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters being sad.

Save Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saving yours or vise versa.

Scarf: Your character or Mine borrowing/stealing clothes from the other

Scars: I’ll write your character touching my character’s scars or vice versa

Scatophilia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty over the phone to your/my character. (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

School: How out characters live through a school day. Specify class if needed.

Scott Pilgrim: One character has to fight the other's exes in order to date them. Feel free to specify which.

Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason

Search: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters searching for something.

Secret: My character tells your character a secret.

Secret 18+: Our characters will do the deed while trying to remain hidden (Muns & muses must be 18)

Seduce: I’ll write my character trying to seduce yours or vice versa

Shag Me: I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters. specify

Shiver: Our muses trying to stay warm

Shoot Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character shooting yours or vise versa.

Shop: I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours shopping.

Shoulders: My character helping to share a burden with yours.

Shout: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters shouting something.

Show: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters showing each other something.

Shower: Our characters will make love in the shower (Muns & muses must be 18)

Sing: My character singing a song to yours: or vice versa.

Sing to Me: I’ll write a drabble of my character singing to yours.

Sketching: I’ll write your character drawing mine or vice versa

Sky: Our characters are stargazing.

Slap me: my character will slap yours. In the sexual manner: or of anger. specify.

Sleep: I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours.

Sleepover: My character needs to stay at your character’s house for the night: or vise versa. Specify. (you can add any other special things that could happen!)

Snow: I’ll write a drabble of our characters building a snowman together.

Snow: Our characters in the cold together

Solace: I’ll write my character comforting yours or vice versa

Somatization: Negative feelings towards others are channeled inward, instead effecting and changing the views of the self.

Somnophilia: I’ll write my/your character waking the other up by sex (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Song: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters that involves music.

Sorry: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters apologizing for something.

Spectre: My character will be visited by your character’s ghost or vice versa

Spell: I’ll write my character putting a spell on yours. Or being under a spell/curse.

Sphinx: My character asking yours a hard question

Spice: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters have a spicy moment.

Splitting: This can range from splitting of mental concepts, and the adoption of black and white thinking, or the splitting of the ego(self). The muse may start thinking in terms of good and evil, innocence versus corruption, etc. It may also be reflected in relation extremes (going from love to hate) and may appear as a splitting of personality. (Think BPD not DPD)

Stars: Our characters under the stars together

Stomach: Our characters going our for a meal.

Storm: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters in a storm.

Strangers Like Me: my character teaches yours about something new

Sublimation: The muse transforms negative behaviors into positive behaviors, for example, turning greed into philanthropy. This is usually trading a socially unacceptable behavior for a behavior that is socially acceptable, though not necessarily the opposite of the original.

Submit to Me (18+): my character will yield sexual dominance to yours

Suck Me: my character will suck on any body part of your character

Sugar: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters have a fluffy moment.

Sun: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters enjoying a sunny day together.

Surprise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character surprising yours. Vise versa.

Take Me: my character will kidnap yours

Talk: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters having a conversation.

Tease Me: my character will tease yours: whether in a friendly or a sexual manner

Tell: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters telling one another something.

Tell Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession: a secret: feel free to specify.]

Temptation: I will write a drabble about my character giving in to a temptation they should stay away from. (You may specify.)

Text: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters texting one another.

Text me: I’ll write a drabble about my character texting yours or your character texting mine.

The Circle of Life: my character experiences your character’s death

The Crystal Chamber: my character discovers an ancient historical site with yours.

The Islander: Write about your character visiting an old place for the first time in years. A place from their childhood, where they had their first kiss, just somewhere where they were once happy.

The Matrix: One of our characters realizes they're not in the real world and tries to convince the other of the truth. Feel free to specify which.

The Poet And The Pendulum: Write about your character being used and manipulated by another. Asker decides who other character is.

The Stroke of Midnight: our characters fall in love, but mine is forced to leave suddenly on the day of their meeting.

These Twists and Turns of Fate: your character fulfills a long awaited wish of my character [can be chosen by you, or left for me to decide]

Thighs: Our characters sharing a sensual moment between each others thighs

This is Gonna Be Good: my character learns your character is in fact alive after believing they were long dead.

Thought Suppression: All thoughts are pushed aside, so emotions are ignored during this brief amount of time, to help the muse cope with whatever situation they are currently in. A healthy form of Isolation.

Tickle Me: my character will tickle yours ruthlessly.

Time: My character is running late! They are supposed to meet your character at ___________ (fill in the blank) or vise versa. Specify.

Timeshift: I’ll write a drabble about our characters doing to a different time/dimension. specify.

The Four Horsemen: Our characters watching the end of the world.

Toes: My character will leave yours on edge.

Tornado: One of our characters losing control of their temperment on the other

Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa.

Touch: My character will touch yours or vice versa in an intimate way (Muns & muses must be 18)

Traumatic: I’ll write my or your characters going through a traumatic experience.

Treat: Your character and mine being sweet to one another

Treat Bag: My character sharing something with yours

Trick: Your character and mine being sneaky together

Trick Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character tricking your character.

Tricky: Our muses doing something sneaky

Triolism: I’ll write our characters in a threesome (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Truth: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters telling the truth about something.

Tsunami: One of our characters comforts the one who lost everything

Turn Loose The Mermaids : - Write about your character letting go of something or someone close to them.

Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine: or the other way around: or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail: from handcuffs: from a trap: from a curse: feel free to specify.]

Undoing: The muse feels guilty for an unacceptable behavior, thought, or belief, and pursues a sort of atonement through reversing this, and acting in the reverse. This isn’t necessarily adopting a positive behavior to make up a negative behavior, but could happen in the reverse.

Unicorn: Our characters creating magic (real or imagined)

Use Me (18+): my character will use yours for their own sexual pleasure.

Vacation: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters going on a vacation together.

Value Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them.

Vincilagnia: I’ll write my/your character being tied up by your/my character sexually. (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Visit: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters visiting each other.

Virginity: I will write one of our characters losing their virginity to the other.

Voyeurism: I’ll write my/your character watching the other having sex/masturbating (Mun & Muse must be 18+)

Wanderlust: Write about your character travelling for the first time and visiting the one place they’ve always wanted to go.

War: Our muses arguing

Warmth: Our muses doing something fluffy and cute together

Wash: I’ll write a drabble of our characters showering/bathing together.

Watching: My muse watching yours die

Wed Me: I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours: or marrying yours: feel free to specify.]

While Your Lips Are Still Red: Write about your character falling in love at ‘first sight’ but simply admiring the other from afar, too shy to make the first move.

Whip Me (18+): my character will whip, flog, or other wise hit your character with a sexy toy

Withdrawal: The muse withdraws from problems as a defense. It involves physical, emotional, or mental retreat, under the fear of being reminded of painful thoughts, feelings, or memories.

X Me: I will write whatever it is that you wish: [specify.]

Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]

Yes: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters agreeing on something.

Zeus: my character sleeps with yours.

Zip Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine: or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well: but feel free to specify.]

Zombieland: Zombies are overrunning the amusement park our characters our in. One has to save the other from the oncoming horde. Feel free to specify which.

#dr;#( I AM ABOUT TO REGRE THIS.

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I Can't Describe ↚↛ Kris & Chohee

The wind blew gently, caressing Chohee’s cheeks with their intense coldness as she sat atop the ledge. The silence was refreshing, and one she revelled in from time to time. Her legs dangled dangerously in the air as she leaned against the short railing, the metal bars pressing into her stomach while she looked down. Down at the few pedestrians who were brave enough to wander alone in the dark seoul nights. Down to spot the tall figure of a man approaching. She’d yet to spot him, and so she waited. A can of beer was already opened, resting besides Chohee as a cigarette rose to her lips, leaving a puff of smoke in its wake. Smoking had been a habit Chohee had picked up in secrecy, and she’d kept it that way ever since the first time she felt the neurotic smoke work it’s magic. Only a few close acquaintances knew about her guilty little habit - and her older siblings - though she chose to hid it from both her foster parents, birth mother, and younger siblings. When she needed the calming sensation a cigarette brought her, she often fled to the roof - or another quiet secluded area.

Only, this time, it was different. This time, she really needed a cigarette. It wasn’t everyday she was waiting for her young brother Jin-hyuk’s possible future girlfriend’s guardian on a rooftop to, well, discuss … their relationship. A chuckle escaped her lips as she shook her head slightly at the absurdity of their little rendezvous meeting.

It’d all been set up at the last minute. Had Jin-hyuk not flop onto her bed one night, mouth repeating a string of english courses as if he’d been thinking about it all night so he could relay the information to Chohee, Chohee wouldn’t have cared less about Jin-hyuk’s love life. Ok, so maybe it was an understatement. She was a bit worried that he’d either go about breaking other’s or having his own heart broken. Chohee wondered for a second if this was how her older siblings felt - had they had a chat similar to the one that she’d have?

A blur caught Chohee’s attention as her head tilted downward - the familiar build of Kris coming into view. “Oye!” She shouted from above. ”Oops-” Escaped her lips as she simply watched the half full beer can rain down onto the sidewalk, a ‘clunk’ signalling it’s comfy downfall. “Hope that didn’t spill on youuu!” She yelled, hoping Kris would hear - and notice her, considering the beer can that just fell from the sky. She felt that it was quite a nice way to start off the conversation, maybe it’ll blow over the awkwardness she knew would come quickly. The two weren’t extremely close. Chohee only ever saw him at parent teacher conferences for her siblings, taking notice of him because he was among the few guardians that were similar to her in age. Also, since, their siblings seemed to be rather close friends - or a possible couple as it turned out.

Stubbing out her cigarette, the dark orange stub falling into a crevice, Chohee waved down. “Just follow the steps up - the elevator goes to the top floor then you gotta walk up one flight of stairs.” she shouted, hoping he could hear, before realizing a text might convey it better.

[text to ➠ Kris] Sorry for making it rain soju > < but the entrance code is 2204.

[text to ➠ Kris] The elevator goes to the top floor, but you have to keep walking up one flight of stairs to reach the roof. seeya soon.

wufan-hr

It wasn't that the temperature was unbearable, but the fact that he didn't dress accordingly. He should have thought twice before deciding on a black t-shirt, covered by a tank top of an orange-ish color with floral decorations on it, spelling 'supreme', leaving the outline of a dragon tattoo along his forearm. Cold as hell, and the cropped pants did not help in the slightest, the constant wind brushing along bare skin, causing unwanted shivers to tingle his spine. Now he could only curse himself for passing by the coffee machine and ignore it completely, when he could have bought one and saved time from all the complaints. A long walk like this stirred a lot of thoughts, like why wasn't he smart enough to get his driver's license already; it was obviously a necessity, but he kept delaying it and so -- years passed on and on and he was still without a car. The purpose of the rendez-vous itself was strange, never had he thought he would be the one to take responsibility for his little sister's love life; considering how he would always pick on her when they were like, he perhaps never figured he would find himself in a position where he played the double parenting role at all.

Truthfully, Meilin was a bit too chic lately, which had never been the case before; coquettish make-up ( although it tended to get messy, it was still endearing to watch ), messy buns and...overly cutesy clothes. Dresses especially -- Meilin had never been feminine enough so it had to be a crush. Sure, the meeting point had been established and he couldn't help but wonder why a roof top out of all. No knowledge had been shared regarding the girl whatsoever, but surely her tastes were special.

His first reaction had been quite a negative one from an outsider's point of view, who could blame him, though? His sister showing up in a rather late evening, accompanied by some teenager holding her petite shoulders. No warning whatsoever, the natural elderly brother instinct taking over, a row of English curses slipping past his lips. She had gotten mad at him for the rest of the night, accusing for ruining her idea of 'perfect.' For that reason alone, the meeting was a must, having to cross a line between the two of them.

An earbud pressed firmly against his eardrum, the other one curled around his ear, hanging loosely, phone fiddling between slender fingers. The intention was to select a song that had been running through his mind for the day, but instead the only sound he got to hear was a loud sploch, and the next second, a big strain over the side of his pants. Oh boy, what an eventful evening it was going to be. Head thrown back, it was a funny sight he was getting, her figure completely a miniature from where he was standing, her legs perfectly accentuating with the dangling. "No worries!" Voice louder than intended, he was probably considered mental, yelling around at late hours. "Completely fine, yeah," Mostly mumbled to himself, his gaze fixated on the fading spot over his knee, not having the heart to get upset with the woman. Catching up with her words, he did not waste any sound as he headed towards said stairs, the vibration announcing the entry of new texts, which he opened upon recognizing the screen name. She seemed to be feeling really guilty for some reason.

[text to ➠ Chohee] Uh...told ya it was fine, why're you still apologizing lol

[text to ➠ Chohee] Aight, aight, gotcha, meet you in a few

The elevator ride was short, and soon he was standing before the blocked door, having to double check the code, before he confirmed it and pressed enter. Pushed open, he was greeted with the wind dust over his skin, a cold which he momentarily forgot about. Approaching her with large steps, he soon joined her, leaning over the railing, arms folded under him. It was nerve wrecking to think of the consequences if on of them slipped. "So uh...yeah," And I forgot to mention that when it came to opening a conversation, this boy was the epitome of awkward.

#p;icd #chohee-hr

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You can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly.

(via sincerelynargis)

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Unexpected || SH & WF

An ordinary day it would seem, the beginning of the weekend announcing that he was off duty; a possibility of things to occur his time with filled his mind, although none were truly appealing enough. Scratching at the back of his head, he made sure his siblings made it safe to the apartment, before he would decide to leave on his own. It was a sigh of relief that left his lips when he heard the sharp voice of his sixteen years old sister, arguing with the elder brother once again over a trivial thing. They were endearing to watch, he had to admit -- well, considering the two of them were all he had left, he had to be extra careful.

Formal clothes were not a necessity for his little walk, just a pair of oversized tee and baggy olive green jeans, and but of course, a black cap spelling 'RICH' in glittery letters on the back. His fashion tended to get a little board at times, however it was none of his concern for as long as it was of comfort. "I'll be back in a few. Make sure the house doesn't go down until then!" He called from the entrance, voice filled with taunt, remarking the words that were thrown back at him in a tone of annoyance, causing the latter to laugh. A few seconds it was all it took to leave the building, a curse passing through his mind at being greeted with the sun; why didn't he pick his sunglasses?

With hands stuffed in his pockets, the walk seemed longer than usual, mainly because he didn't bring the most essential item with him: his earphones. Chocolate browns scanned the crowd to purchase time, his steps calculated with the known direction he was headed towards. Luckily, it was just around the corner, the massive building coming in view, scripting the hangul "도서관" -- library, the card lifted proudly at the very top. Climbing the stairs that lead to the automatic doors, he was greeted by pure silence once inside, noting the few presences around; a surprise he figured, since people nowadays didn't really bother with reading anymore.

From his pocket, he pulled out his membership card, containing his name and a number and handed it to the librarian, mind filled with thoughts regarding what kind of read he would prefer for the day. The choices varies as he used small steps to pass through the shelves, reading over the listed categories, slowly getting an idea of what he would lean towards for the rest of the afternoon: philosophy. The section was at the second floor however, so he had to rush his steps a little until reaching there, a pleased grin on his features. He's tall enough to read every title written on the side, his interest showing only through the middle of research, making a reach for the book. However, what he doesn't expect is for a stranger to share the same interest, both of them having grabbed onto the cover at the same time, causing the Chinese man to lower his gaze enough to stare at him.

Awkward.

#soohyuk-hr #{ hmm #hope this is okay #p;unexpected

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