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@vibrctos closed starter !!

“ honestly ?? “ he tilted his head to the side , studying xiaosi , drinking in his presence . “ if you had asked me back then , i never thought i would be working with one of my favorite modern violinists . “ he smiled warmly ; he didn’t want to intimidate the younger man . but he appreciated his work . he wanted the other to know how much the delicate strings meant to him , constantly standing his hairs on end and melting the brain he thought he had between his ears . music was everything to geun . securing a conference room for personal use was unusual for someone in his position ; janitors only needed to be there if they were discussing details of the next mission . but he had laid a cheesy bouquet of red roses on the table , an empty wine glass and one filled with red wine . “ could i hear something ?? “ geun asked in earnest . he had forgotten his headphones that day and was suffering from lack of symphonies . “ i know you probably get asked all the time . if you even have it handy . i’m sorry , say no . i feel awkward , you can just say no . “

#(( c: vibrato ))

@nnxmesis closed starter !!

geun slid a thick file across the conference table to titus . it was business as usual , that was the plan for this meeting . “ inside i think you will find some very important ... things . “ serious tone ?? check . freshly pressed versace suit ?? check . this was a very serious business meeting between two professional criminals about the business of crime . he reached across the table , his fingers latching onto the front of the file , throwing the cover open to reveal a web page printout of a bottle of wine . “ what do you think ?? you are the only person who has not gotten back to me . i called this meeting because you can’t avoid me . “ geun raised an eyebrow , leaning in with his hand still on the file . “ this is life or death .”

#(( c: nemesis ))

@debcnairs closed starter !!

“ i’m trying to be serious about this !! “ but his demeanor had given him away with his shaking shoulders and fits of giggles. he had been begging his friend to .. teach him . it was a natural curiosity for geun , how haeil made his money . “ okay , show me one more time . i promise i will pay attention . who knows ... i might even make you proud . “ he made sure that he had a cocky smile to match the sudden confidence he gained from his teachings . there were things he knew about haeil . things he was interested in . maybe this was an opportunity to invest in the other’s talents . geun wanted to believe it was his genuine interest and the amount of athletic effort this would take . “ i’ll pay more attention . “ he made sure to plaster on his biggest pair of puppy eyes paired with his signature pouting lip.

#(( c: haeil ))#this is #The Worst

#(( ooc: geun ))#im gettin to replies later

sybcritics‌:

“i don’t know, who else would keep an eight hundred dollar bottle of wine lying around because they happen to know someone likes it as much as they do?” jun retorts, a grin starting to pull on the edges of his lips. "you’re just lucky i don’t like the taste of wine or that shit would have been gone ages ago.“ the janitor teases, reaching up to grab the other’s hand that’d been placed on his shoulder with a small squeeze. "i know what a gps is, geun.. i just didn’t know what you meant in this context.” the dark haired male continues, turning ever-so-slightly in order to wrap his arm around the other’s frame in an attempt to support him. "the closest place i’m taking you is to my room.. and no, for once in my life that isn’t supposed to sound sexual.“ he grins, playfully rolling his eyes before he gives geun a small pat on the back. "tell me something i don’t already know.”

" wait . what do you mean you don’t like the taste of wine ?? “ geun felt his nose crinkle at the thought . he was never a man for hard liquor , only to drink it if it was the only thing served . though , he was content with just the simple fact that someone was helping him . “ what ... what other contents ... contest .... context would there be . a gps to your heart ?? “ he couldn’t help but laugh as he sloppily tried to hook his arm around jun . a fake pout presented itself at the janitor’s words , quickly followed by a couple of fake tantrum stomps . geun was never one to expect or want or beg for something . but it was fate that the man had set himself up for this . “ well then what the hell is the point of drinking and going back to your place ?? “ he tried , and failed , to place his head gently on jun’s broad shoulder . but he couldn’t because as soon as he decided to return his composure , he burst into a fit of giggles and blushes . “ hmmm ... i’m allergic to tomatoes . bet you didn’t know that !! “

#(( c: vulcan ))

ofhoncy‌:

she nearly laughs, has to stop the smirk from settling on her lips in a fashion that reveals her hidden satisfaction. “ why do YOU care ? we’re not friends. they’re not you, that’s all that matters. ” zara sees what he’s trying to do amidst the flowery words, eyes rolling as a hand reaches out to press against his chest, feet stepping around his form. “ oh save it, i don’t wanna talk to you. ” phone is grabbed, fingers responding to texts quickly as though he weren’t even there. “ we’re done, it’s over. you’re sorry, i know that and i don’t care. that’s all there is. ” she replies with a dismissive wave. form begins to walk toward her open bedroom door, shoulders shrugging as she looks back at geun. “ what do you think is gonna happen if we do talk ? i’m so tired of opening this wound up. ” her voice fades as she disappears into her room, beginning to go through her closet to continue with her act of leaving. she grabs a dress that’s all too familiar off the hanger and steps into the doorway. “ what do you think ? reminiscent ? ” she holds the fabric to her chest, sending a knowing glance toward geun. “ had plenty of good times in this thing. were you planning on betraying me then i wonder ? ”

her hand lit up the skin beneath his shirt . maybe he wasn’t ready for this , the selfish act of begging for forgiveness . it put him on a platter ; it seems as if she was aiming to put his head on a silver one . “ we were done the second i decided to walk out on you . and i am so fucking sorry that the thought even crossed my mind . “ his tongue felt dirty and he just wanted to spit the venom out of his mouth . he watched her ignore him and he was angry. for no reason . it was of his own volition that this was happening . but watching her walk away made him primal . he couldn’t let her retreat , to disappear from him like he did to her . her words were clearly mocking him but he took her bait like it was his last meal . “ nostalgic . rose tinted . “ he made a nod at her dress as he stalked towards the doorway . “ it wasn’t some grand plan i hatched , god , won’t you get that ?? “ geun kept his voice low , though it was hard to hide the bitterness it was laced with . that dress . he let his fingers trace over a portion of the fabric . he was close to her . " if you want me to leave so bad , i will . i’ll never come back and i won’t bother you at work . but on one condition . “ he took a step back from her , he took two , then stuffed his hands into his velvet lined pockets . “ let me see you in the dress . give me a taste of how good life was . and i promise i will go . and you get to kill me if i lie . “

#(( c: honey ))

ignonvibrctos‌:

––––––– 「 xiaosi sighed, trying to fight a smile from spreading across his face at the suggestion and knowing that he was only mostly successful –– finding the wink coming from another man coupled with the alcohol the most comical part of his response. “ well, i suppose it’s not in my hand, ” he trailed off, tilting his head towards the violin case resting against leg. “ but it seems like you’ve got time. ”

he felt his eyes travel down , the black case standing out to him . “ well , “ geun began , “ let me ask you a favor . “ the gears turned , slowly , as he assessed what he was dealing with . “ if you play for me , i will break out some of the good stuff . i’m talking top shelf brandy , or , i’m a recent collector of a bottle of a certain 1992 bottle of cabernet sauvignon . “ a casual shrug rolled off his shoulders . “ it’s an idea . to kill time . “

#(( c: vibrato ))

chateau sybcritics‌:

“ ━━ ◤ there’s an almost instant pout that forms on jungwoo’s lips at the faux hook, batting his eyelashes up at the other. "hey, that was mean!“ he whines, though the smirk on his features shows that he’s in no pain whatsoever, only teasing geun. "chill, you look like i just flushed a million dollars down the drain.” jun teases some more, patting the other’s cheek gently before rolling his eyes in a playful manner. "the better question you should have asked is what DON’T i have.“ he starts, brows knitting together in confusion as he leans against the counter. "alright, explain… the fuck do you mean by gps?”

his cheeks flushed , but no admittance would be tied to the other’s teasing . geun raised a brow at the comment which felt more like a proposition ; he was definitely going to milk this . “ you got a bottle of chateau cheval blanc ?? “ wine and dine . “ gps ... “ he slurred , placing a hand on jungwoo’s shoulder for support . it was this moment , he decided , he was going to have to try to use any existing motor functions left . “ my guide . take me ... to a place . an adventure , if you must . “ geun decided to sprinkle in a sly wink , very subtle , and blow a kiss to punctuate his sentence . “ you’re a doll . “

#(( c: vulcan ))

jnik92‌:

About time that Ik plays the responsible adult amongst the bunch of kindergarteners and does the right thing for once.

“ Um, okay… ” He says audibly, swallowing stones, as he takes hold of the proffered cup of poison — it looks worse than it smells— and dumps it into the hood of his hoodie, making a big show of tipping his head backwards like he just downed the shot of the century. Gross.

“ Sublime, “ Ik declares throatily, like he just tasted the wine of the gods and not his goddamn computer keyboard cleaner. He cringes as the wetness at the nape of his neck spreads to his back, seeping into his clothes.

geun was shocked to say the least . not too many people took the bait and drank from the same cup . it was mostly dismissive waves or friendly please go away quickly smiles from passing coworkers . it made him ... smile , to say the least . that paired with a small laugh on his part could label him a happy drunk . “ icarus , you must be flying high today . where you heading to?? i could use company . “

#(( c: icarus ))

vibrctos‌:

––––––– 「 though he normally was better at keeping his eyes on the toes of his shoes and minding his own business, xiaosi couldn’t help but shoot a glance at the older man out of the corner of his eye as he spoke. “ i think i’ll pass, ” he sighed, glancing away and letting his eyes wander across the street before them. if he was being honest, he wasn’t very sure if his companion was offering him a taste of whatever cheap liquor was in the cup clutched in his hand, or telling xiaosi not to even think about trying it himself. xiaosi shook his head, the poor quality of it dissuading him from taking any than the man’s words did, “ something better would probably help you out a little more. ” 」

geun couldn’t do anything except manage a rosy grin . this was a mistake , walking around drinking , but the looks it was getting him were priceless . especially this young man right here . “ if you got something better and a little time on your hand . “ he shrugged , tossing a wink into the mix as he casually sipped from his cup . he always had time , just maybe not for the right reasons . “ c’mon , what’s the worst that could happen ?? “

#(( c: vibrato ))

hcghspirits‌:

She never understood—the fixation with living like a pauper. Kaa’s whole life was marred by it, why on earth would anyone volunteer for such deprivation? “Fine.” She then resigned, gracefully swiping the cup from him and downing a healthy sip. “That’s so awful!”

" oh !! “ he did not mean to sound joyous at her dismay , but he couldn’t help but feel childishly evil about watching her regret her choice . “ seems ... no one can handle their liquor . “ geun stuck his tongue out like a petulant child . maybe this juice was too much for him . “ maybe you just need better taste . “

#(( c: kaa ))

ofhoncy‌:

why couldn’t he just let their past lie - why did he have to keep pouring salt into the wound. hands raise to push back her hair from her face, dragging downward before she places them on her hips. “ throw them out. sell them. i don’t care what you do with them. ” zara shrugs, her voice dropping back to an indoor level. head tilts to the side, staring him in the face as she rolls her eyes. “ how do you even plan to do that ? you can’t make this right, it’s already been too long for you to do that. i’m over it. unless you have a time machine in those designer pants, i don’t really know what you want me to say. ” and why did he have to get so CLOSE. she would’ve backed up if it were possible, but her heels were already hitting the bottom of her couch. “ can you hurry this up, i have plans. ” plans with a bottle, anyways. “ you want me to pretend i forgive you ? that i understand ? that you were only doing what you had to ? because if it gets you out of my apartment i will say literally, anything. ” she resists the part of her that wants to fold then and there, the part of her that wants to wrap her arms around him and tell him all those things and MEAN them, but she stands strong.

his face soured , his lips pulling into a taut line as his eyebrows furled . jabs , constant jabs , her words never seemed to stop hurting . and this was no stranger to him ; he knew she was capable of this . he just never thought it would be him on the other end . but something she said caught him dead in his tracks . “ who the HELL do you have plans with ?? “ geun almost forgot she was supposed to have a life outside of him . that when he disappeared she was supposed to stay stuck to him . delusions of grandeur were always so humbling . “ i want to give you some things back . and i will hand deliver them every day . or , if you really want me gone , let’s talk . about what really happened . to you , at least . we should .... talk . “ he tries to soften his face , pushing out the part where she’s supposed to have plans . well, she couldn’t go anywhere if he was still there .

#(( c: honey ))

jadvnis‌:

‘’princess diana?’’ he shrugged his shoulders in a gesture of resignation. ‘’i’ll take that as a compliment.’’ he stays silent until the other finishes whatever left in the cup but he can’t help but feel kinda disappointed. now he will never know what that shit actually tasted like.’’ well, kinda wish you just left me some but thank you for saving me, i guess.’’ he’d been standing on his feet since the conversation started so he decides to drop himself next to the other person. ‘’ now tell me, why are you drinking that shit by yourself? don’t you want some company?’’

geun couldn’t help but laugh , a small quip slipping past his liquor dripping lips . “ i can make you some if you want ?? “ he let his eyebrows raise to enunciate since he was ready to fail on his own . maybe this was a bad idea for him ; walking around , bumbling drunk , at your place of business was never a good look . but then again , his whole job was to make sure there were never appearances made . it was looking as if he had to take a hostage ( this was above his pay grade ) . “ i’m bored and i just wanted to do something . we can drink together , i still have the vile shit hidden . “

#(( c: adonis ))

hcghspirits‌:

An eyebrow is raised, judgment soon following as the grifter watches the other drink from the plastic cup. He’s obviously tipsy, which is why she’s having trouble connecting his dots. Don’t ask. Drink. Kaa wishes Geun could make his mind. “No thanks, babe, I love myself too much to drink cheap booze.”

" it’s fun , you know . “ he decided to smirk at her , using his cup to point at the raised eyebrow that the cheap booze is definitely the source of . the smell burned his own nostrils miles away . sure , the fancy wine glasses and the solid gold cuff links were the normal around here . but sometimes it was fun to experience how the other side lives . “ just a sip . just a little sippy . you say no again , i’m out of your hair . “

#(( c: kaa ))

jnik92‌:

With Ik’s hearing aids off, the janitor’s foul expression reaches him before his distant, menacing warble does.

So maybe Ik’s stepped out of the Kumiho’s foyer adorned by Chateau bottles and designer brands he can’t pronounce the names of and straight into the fucking S.T.A.L.K.E.R. universe where the common man bargained by meat, rags and ammunition. Suffice to say it’s almost a blasphemy to see Geun without his crystalline goblet (and jewelled encrusted flask to match) when in its place is a red cup — no, not that cup…

Are you drunk ? Ik mimes with one clenched fist and a thumb stuck out as though guzzling one of Geun’s prized bottles. When the plastic cup gets thrusted right under his nose, he catches a whiff of the offending substance and- it doesn’t even take him a second to register the familiar sharp tang of his keyboard cleaner. Did the fool actually use his disinfectant as his mixer and concocted a drink out of it?

No, Ik mimes firmly with arms crossed into an ‘x’, but he doesn’t tell him what’s souring his drink either.

with a sloppy nod of the head, geun held up his cup . it was like him , maybe all of them , to walk around with diamonds falling out of his pockets . he shrugged his shoulder like he’s done a million times . no work scheduled for him later , just coming off a shift , what was he to do ?? getting drunk and interacting with people was a hobby ; if only it was something he could make a career with . geun took a big swig , once again stumbling to shove the cup towards him .

#(( c: icarus ))

ofhoncy‌:

his words spark fire in her blood and in that moment zara realizes how terribly DONE she is. shooting up from the couch and carefully setting down her cat, she wipes at her face and feels her hands clench into tight fists at her sides. “ you’re a fucking bastard. get the fuck out of my apartment. i don’t want your apology, i don’t want your bullshit excuses, i don’t want your oh poor me i had a reason for being a prick. i don’t give a SHIT. you’re an asshole and you know it, you didn’t even come here to have a conversation you just came here to guilt trip me into feeling bad for you. well you know what geun, maybe i would have if you would’ve been an honest fucking person, but that’s just now how you do things is it ? god i.. i am so tired of you. if you had it all then why the hell are you here ? if you don’t want anything then go ! ” palm raises, index finger pointed and stance accusatory now the they’re mere steps apart. “ i’m not dumb and neither are you. i don’t want my shit back, i never wanted it back, all i ever wanted was you and an apology but you decided to fuck me instead. guess that was the only thing you were ever good at. ” she spits out, stare ice cold. voice drops to a normal level, arms crossing over her chest. “ so. you can leave now. ”

the necklace was his nail in the coffin . spikes were being driven into him , but it was all of his own doing . geun deserved this , a moment like this , where he was forced to confront what he had done . closing his eyes brought him back through twisted ugly nostalgic nightmares and nothing could fix that . he thought maybe redemption ; the harsh words rang clear that it was something he could never have . “ please . please !! “ he cries out . geun could see her hand , wanting him to leave , but his feet were stuck . “ you don’t know the half of what happened . and i’m so fucking sorry you had to pay for the ignorance i stuck on you . that is something i will never be able to live with . but i have things of yours ... i can’t let them go . “ things he bought for her , things she already had , things that might’ve not been hers but he took anyway . all of it sitting neatly packed in boxes collecting dust at his apartment . funny enough they worked together . funny enough that she followed him and yet he was the one who found her .

“ i’m not leaving until i make it right , “ he spoke as he stepped closer to her , his chest just centimeters from her .

#(( c: honey ))

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