— melodrama

let me out. kwon haneul, xxiv, the chariot.

[arcsomi-blog]

ocean’s eleven

[archaneul-blog]

arcsomi:

as something finally processes in her mind, her eyes momentarily close, lips upturned into a lopsided smile that matched in level of disbelief as her voice when she murmurs something ( ‘cool our jets’ ) under her breath with a huffed chuckle. she doesn’t think she’s ever referred to what she does with that term, and she doubts she ever will. “after that, though— going out into the city would be nice. we’ve got plenty of time to kill.”

Haneul was taken aback just a bit by the sudden brightness of her expression—dazzling eyes and a radiant smile. Somi was certainly beautiful and if their meeting had happened in a different lifetime, he would’ve made that known in a sensual way, yet the voice of Eunji in his head told him otherwise; causing him to hold his tongue.

He continued to drift in front of her, tilting his head at the concern of intrusion. “Nonsense,” said Haneul with raised eyebrows. “The only thing I wouldn’t want you to intrude on is me in the bathroom but we’re partners for the time being now. It would be nice to have some company.” Truth be told, this would be the first time anyone had accompanied him to the tree for not even his original teammate tagged along. Visiting the Japanese Maple was always a lone affair but he didn’t see why it had to persist in that direction.

Haneul blinked at the mention to venture out into the city and it was then that he couldn’t help his playful side. “Are you asking me out on a date?” he inquired and moved to be by her side. “Sounds like a deal.” Upon reaching outside, Haneul stretched and welcomed the sun’s warmth on his skin; becoming refreshed and energized rather quickly. In fact, he would use this newfound energy to make their travel to the tree more interesting.

With a clap of his hand, he slid in front of Somi again with a wide smile on his face. “Have you ever been with a chariot before?” he asked whilst extending his hand out for her to take. “I can have us at the tree in seconds if you let me. Just think of this as training for the mission and what better place to practice than on the compound?”

Haneul nodded over his shoulder at the pathway he conjured up behind him, pushing light particles with the use of his fingertips that hid behind his back. It wasn’t anything grand, sure, but it beat walking on the ground. “Not gonna lie, this is how I get everywhere around here and on nice days like this, I usually stick above ground. Maybe you’ll have a new appreciation for this area if you see it from my level.”

[rpmusings-galore]

The blood and sweat you sacrificed                             ——— Was it all for nothing?

[yourdailytaehyung]

© CRAZY PLAY

[arcsomi-blog]

ocean’s eleven

[archaneul-blog]

arcsomi:

it’s not like she’s such an open book, anyways, she thinks as she withdraws her hand. this is something she’s so terribly talented at, making herself the listener while never divulging much about herself. “regardless, if you’re sure you don’t mind, i’ll go with you to… whatever it is you have to do.” she shifts to his side, tilting her head and silently beckoning him to lead the way. “i do have a small request, though. can we stop for– i don’t know, anything even remotely cold? the more cooled down i am before a mission the better.”

Mirroring her own smile with his own, Haneul nodded at the comforting gesture of her hand upon his arm. It was rather nice to know that he was partnered with someone who could give him a moment of contentment and discreetly strived to return it in turn. Therefore, once Somi requested to retrieve something cold, he laughed and turned on his heel; giving a silent beckon to have her follow.

“Sure thing,” replied Haneul and nudged faintly at her shoulder. Truth be told, a cold refreshment sounded heavenly and whilst Haneul patted away beads of sweat from his forehead, he couldn’t agree more. Granted, he may not be the one to be ‘cooled down’ before a mission, but there had to be some comfortableness—after all, his mind had to be cleared from any distractions, even a parched throat.

“How does ice cream sound? We could stop at the cafeteria or head to the city,” he suggested, sneaking a glance at Somi through his eyelashes prior to returning his attention towards his shoes. “Anything, anywhere—it’s your call. I just…” There was a sudden pause, hesitance in which Haneul wasn’t sure if he should continue his own sentence. He stole another look at his partner before sighing, rolling his shoulders and looked straight ahead with some confidence.

In a moment, Haneul would be walking backwards—perhaps, gilding—in front of her with a gentle smile and began to explain: “You know the tree that’s near the pool complex? The Japanese Maple one? I just want to stop there before we cool our jets. It’s… like a tradition of mine before missions.”

[solarruin]

ships at night.

[archaneul-blog]

arcsiyeon:

eager to get a bite to eat before checking out for the night, siyeon ushered haneul in through the doors of the cafeteria quickly. she didn’t want anything too heavy, so she skipped the line of actual food and grabbed a banana and a pack of cookies. “sucks that we only ever eat together here, huh? we should go out and get something to eat in the city sometime,” she suggested casually, glancing over her shoulder at her companion. siyeon had been wanting to go out and spend a day in yangyang for a while, and while she could’ve just asked one of her friends, she thought it might be a little more fun to go with haneul (a little bit— just a little).

Haneul playfully hummed in acknowledgement at Siyeon’s evasive noise and a quick summary of her training session, wondering if he should do the same at her inquiry of why he was up so late. He pouted as a hand reached up to stroke his face, the tips of his fingers trailing the underside of his eyes whilst she commented on his weary mien. The last thing Haneul wanted was to worry her, though he probably did a good job at that indirectly, thus; he merely stated that he wasn’t getting enough sleep because he was training hard as well.

Hastily lead into the cafeteria, Haneul yawned as he followed Siyeon to the little section of snacks and lighter assorted foods, grabbing an apple and water for himself. “Yeah, it does suck,” he agreed with a chuckle. “It feels like I’m in high school again, you know? I want to mingle and tingle, wine and dine,” Haneul capered closer towards his friend, twirling around her in a lighthearted manner before adding: “Hug and kiss, as well,” and blew a kiss to her.

He laughed at himself, tossing the apple in the air only to catch it quickly whilst he continued. “A day in the city would be nice. Maybe we should make it a date and go together.” It was primarily a joke, though as Haneul teasingly winked and took a bite of his apple, he felt that perhaps a date with Siyeon wouldn’t be bad at all.

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[archayeon-blog]

like marble

[archaneul-blog]

archayeon:

she saunters over to the man in the suit, loving the way silk fabric dances around her hips. the man hasn’t taken her eyes off her since. there are hints of a smirk on her lips as she orders another drink. she leans against the bar and watches him inch closer from the corner of her eye. at this rate, they’d get the sculpture back in no time.

There was no doubt that Haneul luxuriated in covert missions the most. It was rather thrilling to don an entirely new persona and put on an act of being someone he was not. Amidst the sea of elite individuals whom displayed fake smiles and produced faux laughter, he scrutinised them all until their demeanours were etched into the forefront of his mind. Leant against a window, Haneul gradually becomes one with the it-crowd and gives a wink to one of the female guests who has been giving them the eye ever since they arrived.

And by they, it would mean himself and the lovely Hayeon, of course. He kept a close eye on her whereabouts as she retrieved drinks for the both of them, his solicitousness for his partner grand as ever. It may be true that they weren’t assigned to be on missions together often, but behind the scenes when matters were calm and collected, they had established a relationship that was quite unbreakable. She was like a sister to him and perhaps she wasn’t like his Eunji, but Haneul had grown to love her all the same.

An eyebrow arched once he obtained the flute of champagne from Hayeon and listened intently to her analysis of the mansion’s layout. Naturally, he was impressed at her unbeatable ability and gave a low whistle in return. It was clear that they had to reach the second floor and though it may be difficult, it was certainly not impossible. Haneul smiled to himself as he dubbed the both of them as the ‘charming duo’ since their allure was truly pinnacled, or so he thought.

Without hesitation, he took away Hayeon’s champagne as soon as she gave a smile to a man settled at the bar, nudging her playfully afterwards. Granted, he had done something similar just a few minutes ago but they needed to—“Stay on task Hayeon”. Oh, so she was a mind reader now. Well, perhaps it was all right if—“That guy just came from the second floor.”

Oh.

“Just be,” Haneul began though sighed as he watched her walk away before he could finish. “Careful.” He blinks away his slight frustration whilst taking a sip of his own beverage, realising that he must look a quite idiotic hold two flutes of champagne. Alone. By the window. Only a loser stands near a window while other people are mingling together. He glanced towards his right, taking note of a sad-looking man with a glass of wine in hand who stood near him. All right, well, make that two losers.

“May I take that for you?” Haneul perked at the sudden inquiry, a bit surprised to see a female server in front of him. She balanced a tray of empty glasses in one hand, her other hand situated behind her back and nodded to the finished glass in his hand. Absently, he licked his lips and shivered at the taste of excess champagne prior to giving her a smile.

“You may, Madame,” he replied and placed the glass on her tray. She would give him a slightly sensual look over before politely bowing her head and returned to her duties. Haneul cleared his throat and fixed his unbuttoned collar as he waited several moments, soon ambling after the server.

[arcsomi-blog]

ocean’s eleven

[archaneul-blog]

arcsomi:

“hey, since we’ve got some time before the mission, maybe we could get to know each other a little better? twelve hours is a lot of time to spend on a mission with someone you don’t know.”

Haneul had taken the liberty to admire his current partner whilst she spoke, involuntary etching her appearance to memory. Though he would not dare to say it aloud, at least not this early in their relationship, it was rather nice to have a female companion during missions; especially if they were attractive. Could you blame him for having such intrusive thoughts? As his eyes swiftly wandered from head to toe, Haneul knew that he would appreciate Somi’s company nonetheless.

He was a simple man, mind you, and knew that the life he had before residing in the compound was no more and thus, he would tongue locked away. Arms folded across his chest before he nodded in regards to her concern to avoid unwanted trouble. “Yes ma’am,” he said lowly and ran fingers through his hair whilst she continued. Her awkwardness was noticed and taken accounted for to which he smiled at, finding it cute in a way. With hands in his pockets, Haneul nodded again as he answered, absently shifting where he stood.

“Sure thing. I need to take care of something so it would be an honour if you’d accompany me while we get acquainted,” replied Haneul, his expression saddening just a bit. “I have nothing to find so feel free to not go easy on me.”

[booptae]

beanies were made for him

[solarruin]

ships at night.

[archaneul-blog]

arcsiyeon:

as she runs up to her friend despite her protesting muscles, her rubber slide sandals making an unmistakable slapping noise as they hit the floor, siyeon’s once again reminded that stealth isn’t her forte. she slips her hand through the space between his arm and torso, linking them together, and shoots him a sunny smile. “kwon haneul!” she says, insolently forgoing honorifics despite the age difference. “fancy seeing you here at this hour. i’m hungry, wanna go eat with me?”

It was one thing to be tired and another to be hungry; yet, poor Haneul was both at the moment. Sleep had become a myth to him for he has gone close to no hours of slumber at all for the past week and a half. He did not want to tell anyone that the voice in his head grew rather persistent—hell, he did not want to tell anyone at all and a be dubbed as crazy—but it was there, loud and annoying. With the accompanying stress that came from missions and training, he might have well been a zombie walking amongst the compound.

However, the only thing on Haneul’s mind presently was, “I’m so hungry.” He whined as he traversed the corridors, a hand in his pocket whilst the other rubbed his stomach. A groan escaped from his throat as he regretted not eating all day, having been focused on training his endurance—which wasn’t really helping at all. He was grateful that the cafeteria was open this late at night to appease his hunger because eating his hand was definitely not an option, at least not right now.

Quiet was the hallway before Haneul had perceived the sounds of sandals hitting the floor, an eyebrow raised in slight curiosity and if he wasn’t weak of necessities, he wouldn’t have had nearly tripped once their arms were linked. There was no doubt that seeing Siyeon’s face, or being next to her in general, placed him in a good mood regardless if he was under the weather.

He returned the smile with one of his own and quietly loved how his name rolled off her tongue. Swallowing down any inappropriateness, especially after a gander of her appearance was taken, Haneul chuckled and nodded. “Of course, mademoiselle. Who would I be to refuse to eat with you?” he replied. “How was training? I hope you didn’t overdo it.”

[kittyill]

[arcsomi-blog]

ocean’s eleven

[archaneul-blog]

arcsomi:

once the briefing is finished and they’re all left to their own devices for the time being, somi figures she might as well get better acquainted with her teammate while they still have the time. she approaches hm once she deems there’s a good enough opportunity to do so, trying with all she can to not look nearly as unexcited as she feels. “hey,” she pulls a small, friendly smile, “ready to hopefully not smash an ancient artifact to pieces?”

Why were briefings never actually brief? It was an inquiry that Haneul mused over during their instructional run-down, listening to their task with as much attention as he could give. Granted, he took missions very seriously since they were either life or death, well in some cases; but as he rubbed the tiredness from his eyes, it was silently wished that the voices in his head gave him a proper night’s sleep. Luckily, their assignment was simple enough—retrieve an ancient urn on board a ferry. He just hoped his partner knew how to swim.

Once they were done being informed of their task, Haneul stretched whilst he walked out of the conference room and racked his mind for anything he knew about his current partner. Having being used to working with his own team, being appointed with someone out of his usual domain was rather… interesting. He whispered her name—Hwang Somi—and was a bit pleased at how smooth it rolled from his tongue. There wasn’t much Haneul knew about her other than she was a few years younger and that they both had a common interest which was light.

Immersed within his own thoughts, Haneul flinches a little once she called out to him and soon returned her smile with his own. “Please, I’ll catch it before it even touches the ground if that’s our worst case scenario,” he laughed and ran fingers through his hair. “It’s Somi, right?”

[arcjinwoo-blog]

kyoto bound.

[archaneul-blog]

arcjinwoo:

  half an hour later, they’d already stuffed their backpacks in the compartments overhead, sitting in seats with little leg-space between. he stopped himself from tapping his fingers on surfaces any longer, hoping to relax a bit. as per usual with any mission, he was slightly tense, his attention on anything and everything, not wanting to botch their mission. it was his first mission with haneul as well, and besides the glances and a few they had exchanged back at the compound, jinwoo didn’t know much about the other, at least not personally. since they couldn’t talk about the plan openly with people around, jinwoo opted for small talk, hoping to ease the tension a little. “it’s a four hour flight — luckily, not too long —” it was luck for a pair of students, although it might not be the best for undercover agents who had to go through a plane of passengers. “you aren’t afraid of flying, are you?”

It wasn’t every day that a mission called for playing pretend and dressing accordingly but when it did, Haneul grew to be more excited for it. There was a certain thrill in acting the part, of being incognito, without having to do an uncomplicated stealth assignment. He may not have blatantly shown the exhilaration, yet as his eyes shifted from Jinwoo and his notebook whilst they waited to board—it could definitely be felt.

However, Haneul played his role quite well. With hands tucked inside his pockets, backpack haphazardly thrown upon his shoulder and oversized glasses, it could be primary thought that he was merely a college student. He smiled to himself as a peach flavored gum was unwrapped and popped into his mouth, entering the plane right behind his partner.

Idly, Haneul blew a bubble and took the liberty to glance around the section as he settled his belongings in the upper compartments. It was bothersome to have no knowledge of their targets—for it could be the elderly man sitting in the aisle besides them, the cute attendant that has been giving him the eye ever since they boarded or the middle aged man behind already setting up his laptop—and though it made their job easier, it also made it harder all the same.

He sighed as settled down next to Jinwoo and gave him a meaningful look. Though this was their first mission together, and yes they didn’t know much about each other, Haneul could tell of the tension that lingered about everything. Yet, he was glad when the other began a small conversation and shifted a bit closer towards him with a smile.

“I’m not afraid of flying, no. Are you?” His attention flickered towards the window before returning back to Jinwoo. “I just think of flying as freedom and how good it must feel to go anywhere with no boundaries, you know?”

[yourdailytaehyung]

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