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jeon daehyun, mahoutokoro

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

The other’s small expressions of anxiety did not go unnoticed to Jaegyun, who worked circles gently into his back one palm, the other, threading through the back of his hair, pushing his head slightly down to press their foreheads together. “Then that’s all I ask.” He muttered, pressing a soft, fleeting kiss to the side of the other’s mouth. “Try to stay safe for me.” He hadn’t intended to make the other overthink, feel worried, or scared. Daehyun always seemed so solid that it escaped Jaegyun,  on the occasion, that he was ever less than confident in his path. 

“I’ll stay safe,” Daehyun whispered the promise, as he slowly let go of his lip, his eyes scanning the other male’s face as he pressed his forehead against Jaegyun’s. And he meant it- he would do everything it took to stay safe, for Jaegyun. For once his worries excluded his parents, they had already lost one son, and the loss of a second would be devastating, but they’d get over it. But he knew, how much it would hurt if he lost Jaegyun, so he knew he couldn’t do that to the other male. “For you,” he whispered, shifting his head ever so slightly so he was able to press his lips against the other’s. 

[daehyunjeon]

AMBROSE:

Ambrose couldn’t fathom his connection to the boy before him. Admittedly, his first thought had been that  perhaps he had stumbled upon a stalker of his or something of the like, but it didn’t seem to add up. The wrong initials on his necklace had been the set off in his mind. Sabine had told him that his parents had abandoned him. Perhaps they had another son, perhaps that son was Daehyun. But if so why did Daehyun know of him, why did he care? These thoughts had been running circles around him for days, consuming him. He had long ago let go of the idea of his birth family, but now he was on the brink of finally get answers from the other male. Why did his parents abandon him? Ambrose nodded at the other’s words, moving to get up from his seat and leave the hall. Once in a empty hallway, far enough away from other students he spun around, arms crossed, eyebrows raised. “So?” 

Where was he supposed to start? Daehyun had pictured this moment a million times, but never had he stopped to think about what he was supposed to say. He was sure if he were to immediately launch into a speech about how the other male was his missing brother, he would be dismissed at once. But, apart from that- he didn’t know how to say it. He hadn’t even been sure his suspicions were correct, until the task, and then he hadn’t had much time to think about it. He’d better come up with something fast, he thought as he followed the taller male out of the hall. Coming to a stop, he bit down on his lip as he studied the other male. “I think you’re my brother,” he finally spoke, his words slow and clear, as he lifted his head to make eye contact with the other, waiting for his reaction. 

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

The other’s reaction to his comment didn’t escape Jaegyun’s notice and it made his heart sink a bit. He rarely said things to hurt people, and especially didn’t want to do as much to Daehyun. His anxiety for the other had turned to irritation and just as quickly turned away from it. Jaegyun took a step towards the other, a hand coming up to rest on his shoulder, finger twisting slightly in the fabric covering it. He nodded, getting up on his tip toes to attempt being eye-level with the other. “Promise?” He asked softly, snaking his other arm up from their clasped finger to latch behind Daehyun’s neck, trying to keep himself balanced. 

At this point Daehyun was beginning to lose the tough composure he had spent so long perfecting, he was terrified, and anyone who looked hard enough would tell. His face remained stone cold, apart from biting on his lip, but the biggest sign was his shaking hands. He couldn’t stop it, digging his finger nails into his palms didn’t help it, and even when he tried to ignore it he could tell they were still shaking. Taking a deep breath, he pit down on his lip particularly hard as he watched Jaegyun step closer to him. “I promise,” he spoke slowly, looking into the other’s eyes in an attempt to convey the sincerity of his statement. Slowly he found himself unclenching his fist, moving his arms to wrap them around the other’s waist. 

[ambrosemoon-blog1]

[daehyunjeon]

ambrosemoon:

THE JEON FAMILY TREE as it would appear in 2030

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[daehyunjeon]

AMBROSE:

Perhaps approaching someone at a Christmas Feast wasn’t the best time to attempt gathering information from them, but in Ambrose’s defense he hadn’t seen Daehyun since the chaos of the First Task ending. Not to mention, he didn’t care much for convenient times for things; there rarely were any. He bee lined straight for the Mahoutokoro table, sitting down with a huff and getting straight to the point. “Why was I your main captive? I’ve only spoken two words to you.” He asked, raising a hand to adjust his hearing aid to the sudden increase in noise. The ‘JJ’ on his captive’s necklace didn’t escape him, and he was hoping this boy would have answers for him. 

@daehyunjeon

It had been five days since Jaegyun had been reported missing, five days since Daehyun had left the Mahoutkoro dormitories. Despite their relationship being brief, it still felt like a major part of him was missing. He’d felt a loss like this once before- when Jongsu had been kidnapped. Jongsu. In the chaos, he’d completely forgotten about the task, and the boy who’d been his main captive. When he’d met Ambrose Moon- he felt this connection to him, like he knew the younger male. And his suspicions had been confirmed with the task- he was his brother, he had to be. He should talk to him, explain. Fortunately, or rather coincidentally- he didn’t have to do much, for he looked up just in time to see the other male approaching him. Taking a deep breath, Daehyun gently sat down his utensils, before leaning back. “Can we go somewhere to talk?” he asked quietly, casting a glance at those around them. This was something he wanted to discuss in private- not only was it no one’s business, but if he was wrong- he didn’t want anyone to know about it. 

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

Jaegyun fought to not roll his eyes at the other, crossing his arms loosely over his chest. “This is the ‘entitled ass’ thing I was talking about before.” He retorted, air quoting with his fingers in their crossed position.  He sighed, running a hand over his hair. This whole tournament made him nervous. It had a sort of dark cloud hanging over it. Something was off, something wasn’t right. He was snapped out of his thoughts by the other’s words, lacing their fingers together, gripping tightly.”I worry. It’s half of my personality.” He smiled. “I don’t know what these tasks will hold, but promise me you’ll make it out of them alive. I ‘m not sure what I’d do if you got hurt.”

Daehyun’s eyes quickly narrowed at the other’s comment, while he knew it to be true he still found the comment to be somewhat offensive- he didn’t like to be called entitled and Jaegyun knew that. Ultimately he chose not to respond to the comment, instead bitting down on his lip as he studied his companion. He wanted to reassure Jaegyun that he had nothing to worry about, but he wasn’t a liar. Daehyun was worried, terrified even- but he didn’t say it, he wouldn’t say it. “I’ll try my best,” he responded, as he tightened his grip on the other’s hand. He knew better than to promise that he’d make it out alive, he had no idea what his future held- but he did know he’d try his best. 

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

Jaegyun sighed in relief, nodding at the other, able to finally untense his shoulders. He took a moment to survey their surroundings, not liking the pairs of eyes on them. Thus, he took the other by the arm and gently guided him into the room where Ryo beds were pressed against walls and closed the door behind them. “Daehyun, this is odd, this whole thing, this god damn tournament. It doesn’t feel right. Almost like someone is trying to sabotage it.” He looked at the other, worry in his eyes. “I’m scared for you. Maybe you don’t have a part in this task, but you will in the others.”

Daehyun’s eyebrows furrowed together as he followed the shorter male into the Ryo section of their living quarters, he was acting rather strange, and it was confusing him. “Really? I thought it was incredibly normal, “he responded, his words heavy in sarcasm as he folded his arms across his chest. He regretted it almost immediately, but the words were already out of his mouth and he couldn’t very well take them bath. He could see that Jaegyun was scared, and truthfully so was he, but he didn’t show it- a champion didn’t show fear, he’d told himself that ever since his name had been pulled from the goblet. “I’ll be fine,” he reassured the other male, reaching out to grab a hold of his hand, squeezing it tightly. “You don’t need to worry about me.”

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

Jaegyun had skipped lunch. Instead he had opted to lounge in the common area of the Mahoutokoro dorms with a few other students who seemed to be rushing homework or whispering about theories. He, however, was waiting for someone. When Daehyun entered the room he stood up almost too quickly, making his way over to the other hastily. “Have they told you anything else about the task? Do you know what your doing in there?” He asked, worrying at his lip.

@daehyunjeon

Daehyun had been avoiding spending any time in the Mahoutokoro dormitory since his name had been selected by the Goblet of Fire. He knew the moment he sat down to relax, he’d be swarmed by his schoolmates and subjected to a ridiculous amount of questions- something which he did not want. So other than sleeping and changing his clothes, he’d been avoiding it. Unfortunately, there had been an accident with a bottle of ink and he’d been forced to return during the day. He kept his head low as he made his way through the common room, only stopping when he heard a familiar voice. Letting out a sigh he ran his fingers through his hair as he looked at Jaegyun. “All I know is I won’t actually be in the forest,” he explained, lowering his voice in order to avoid being overheard, “So I’ll be fine.”

[babytwice]

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

Jaegyun ran a hand through his hair, probably messing it up a bit, as he finally lifted his face to be in full view. He attempted to keep his expression impassive as he nodded at the other’s words. Jaegyun gnawed on his lip and put on his best smile, not quite reach his eyes. He wondered vaguely if his right eye looked different, wrong somehow. If anyone could tell it didn’t function properly. “That’s fine. I….” He took a small step back, that awful, sad smile still plastered onto his face. Looking over at the large open doors, his stomach dropped a bit. He could hear the buzzing of the crowd, waiting for the champions and their dates to come in, but funnily, none of them made him as nervous as another person standing in the entrance hall. His slightly panicked eyes flickered briefly to Min, before settling back on the boy in front of him. Now looking properly at Daehyun’s face, he felt an odd sense of calm wash over him, a sense that things would be fine. It was a few scars on his face, not a death sentence. “…I’m fine.” He finished. “We can go in together. If you still want to. I think people are just curious. Maybe a little freaked out.” Jaegyun chuckled, a bit more genuinely this time.

Daehyun took a few deep breaths as he slowly uncoiled his fists, he knew it would just draw more attention to the situation if he were to get angry. Not to mention that wouldn’t be fair to the younger male. But he was still angry- no he was furious, and he wanted to know who was responsible for this. But that would have to wait until after the ball. because for the time being he had a responsibility to his school. And he’d be damned if he made a fool of himself, and of his school in front of everyone. “I still want to go with you,” he reassured the other with a nod, a faint smile making its way across his face. 

By the time the champions had been seated at their table, Daehyun had managed to calm down- a smile even worked it’s way across his face. Even with a bruised face, Jaegyun was still the most beautiful person there and he couldn’t help but gaze at his date as they chatted. “Have you ever been to one of these, a ball?” he found himself asking out of curiosity, although almost as soon as the words left his mouth he realized how unlikely it would be that the other male would have attended one. Most people don’t attend balls that often, then against most people aren’t the son of the president. 

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

Jaegyun looked away, suddenly finding his fidgeting hands very interesting. He had hoped someone had told Daehyun, had been updated along with some friends, but Jaegyun supposed it would be odd if anyone had picked the taller boy out for that. For the past three days since waking, he had barely shown his face anywhere, resorting to notes and owls for important communication. A part of him thought maybe the scarring would get better - that part of him was quite wrong. 

He suddenly wished he hadn’t let Ji-eun convince him to wear his hair slicked back. ‘you’ll have to live with it forever now’ she had said ‘no use in hiding behind your hair your whole life. besides, you look kind of cool’ that had made him smile, believing her in the moment. Now, he was nervous. Unsure if Daehyun, or anyone, could stand to look at him longer than they had to. “I know… I know I look pretty bad.” He absentmindedly covered part of his face,  something he found himself doing often. “Sorry” He muttered. Jaegyun wondered if he should even tell the other the whole truth. Should he tell Daehyun he couldn’t see out of his right eye? That his living or not had been uncertain for days? That the scars would never fade, never become better? Would Daehyun still want him?

Daehyun bit down on his lip as he continued to watch Jaegyun, a frown quickly spreading across his face, a wave of concern replacing his anger. He was still quite angry, but he realized that it wouldn’t help the situation, so he settled for clinching his hands into fists and shoving him into his pockets as he stood there. He found himself craning his neck to get a better look at the other’s injuries- he looked pretty bad, but he was sure they had been worse. 

“You don’t need to apologize,” he responded, blinking a few times before returning his gaze to his companion. “Y-you don’t have to walk with me,” he quickly added, his eyebrows furrowing together, “If you don’t want attention,” he added, figuring the statement about him not having to walk with Daehyun might seem odd. It’d be odd to walk in alone, but it wouldn’t bother him.

As he continued to watch the other, Daehyun debated whether or not he should ask more about the injuries. Such as- what had happened? And who had done this? He wasn’t an idiot- he knew what a punch looked like, he’d given and received plenty of them. 

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

Jaegyun stood in front of full length mirror that had been dragged into the Mahoutokoro dorms that morning. He had gone for a mix between muggle and wizarding formal attire. A black silk dress shirt, a few buttons undone, was paired with black trousers. Dark robes adorned with deep blue embroidery hung from his shoulders, cutting off mid thigh. A silver chain lay across his slightly exposed collarbones, keeping his robes in place. Despite all of this, he knew the last thing anyone would be looking at was his clothing. He had enlisted a friend to put makeup on him, mostly covering the bruising left over from the attack, but it didn’t cover the slashes over his face. They had both tried every concealing charm they could think of, nothing seemed to do the trick. 

This was the first time anyone would see him since the attack without bandages covering his face. He would be lying if he said it didn’t make him nervous. He made his way across the grounds, ignoring any sideways glances he received from other students, and into the bustling entrance hall, where he bumped into someone in his attempt to navigate the crowd. “Ah sorry.” He looked up at the person with a small smile. “You look nice.” 

Daehyun was incredibly nervous, perhaps more nervous than he’d ever been. The Yule Ball was an important night for many reasons, for starters it would be the first real display of the champions. But even more important than that, he was attending the dance with Jaegyun, another male. And while he’d never been ashamed of who he was, he was still bringing another male as his date and he couldn’t help but worry about what his parents would think. 

Letting out a sigh, he leaned against one of the pillars in the entry way as he waited for Jaegyun to arrive. He’d much rather converse with his date than strike up any sort of conversation with the other champions. As more and more people started to show up, he found himself starting to worry about the fact that his date had yet to arrive. Had he misunderstood their arrangement? Narrowing his eyes, he was just about to head off to look for the other male when he spotted him. A small smile started to spread across his face, but it quickly disappeared as he took in Jaegyun’s appearance. 

“What happened to you?” he hissed, ignoring the other’s comment about his own appearance, as he found himself unable to take his eyes off of Jaegyun’s face. He looked rough- and it ignited a spark inside of Daehyun. Who had done this? Why? And why hadn’t Jaegyun told him about it? He wasn’t mad at his date- but he was mad at whoever had done this. And on top of that part of him felt bad that Jaegyun would have to parade in front of everyone looking like that. 

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

Jaegyun raised his eyebrows, grinning slightly as the other pushed him up against the door. He had only a moment to take in the other’s face at such proximity before their lips met. His chest was fluttering, stomach doing flips. Jaegyun let his hands travel up the other’s arms, over his broad shoulders, fingertips ghosting up his neck and into his hair, fingers lacing in it, gently tugging on a few strands. The other male’s lips were soft, warm, and felt like it was only right that he be kissing them. He tugged lightly at the other’s bottom lip . Maybe Daehyun was right. If Sun couldn’t make him feel this way, maybe he wasn’t good enough.  

Daehyun let out a small hum of content, as he deepened the kiss and his hold on the other male. His tongue gently running over the other’s lip, as he found himself squeezing his eyes shut. It was perfect, everything he could ask for and he never wanted the moment to end. Slowly he let go of his grip on Jaegyun’s hips, opting to let his hands roam across the other’s body, his finger tips gently dragging across his arm, coming to a resting place on his shoulders. 

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

Jaegyun smiled softly, lips quirking up just a bit. He watched the other boy’s lips in a sort of trance for a moment before letting his eyes flick back up to the other’s. Quickly, he glanced around the empty hallway, making sure no one was around to see him grab onto the other’s robes and back them both into the classroom Jaegyun had just exited. He released his grip on the robes, standing a bit away, hovering near the door. “Is here better?” He asked softly, tilting his head, feigning innocence to the situation. Jaegyun leaned closer to the other, eyes flickering from Daehyun’s lips to his eyes. “Private enough?”

Daehyun bit down on his lip as his eyes left the other, briefly following his gaze as he checked to make sure no one was coming. He was caught off guard when the other grabbed him by the robes, but he recovered quickly- a wide smile spreading across his face as they entered the classroom. “Oh it’s perfect,” he mumbled, liking his lip as he took a step towards the other male, "Absolutely perfect,” he mumbled, as he placed a hand on the other’s chest, pressing him against the door as he leaned in to press his lips against Jaegyun’s. The second their lips made contact, Daehyun felt all of his worries start to slip away. As their kiss continued, his hands traveled to the other’s hips, gripping him tightly. 

[daehyunjeon]

Daehyun: My sexuality? Well you see, sexuality is a spectrum and it's very hard to pin point-

Jaegyun: [Walks by]

Daehyun: I'm gay. I'm so fucking gay.

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

Jaegyun watched the other, silently, eyes trained on his face, his eyes, his lips. Daehyun was angry, that was clear, but he now saw something else. Jealousy perhaps. He had to admit that this coming from Daehyun surprised him. When the other stepped close, Jaegyun didn’t move, resulting in him having to crane his neck to keep eye contact with the other, their noses nearly touching. He let one hand come up, fingertips very lightly touching the other’s torso, picking at a button on his shirt, not shifting his eyes from the taller boy’s. “And who is good enough for me?” He said softly, tilting his head just slightly. He stepped impossibly closer to Daehyun, still keeping their eyes locked. “If you’re jealous…” For the first time letting his gaze falter down to his fingers before trailing back up. “Say the word, you don’t have to be.” His voice was so quiet, despite their proximity, he didn’t know if the other could hear.

Daehyun’s breathing slowed as the other male approached him, making the gap between them virtually non-existent. He found himself chewing on his lip as he gazed down at the shorter male, his natural instinct was to tense up as he felt the other’s hand on his shirt. While he had previously confirmed that he in fact had no problem with homosexuality, that didn’t mean he was very open about it. “Not him,” he breathed, slowly releasing his lip as he listened to Jaegyun. “Not here,” he whispered as he continued to stare at the other male, he hadn’t heard his proposition- he was too busy worrying about being caught. 

[daehyunjeon]

JAEGYUN:

Jaegyun looked up at the other. He had spent a lot of years looking at Daehyun one way. As the son of the president, entitled, arrogant. It was so quick how he flipped on that. They had been under the same roof, among the same people, for nearly seven years. Suddenly being stuck with hundreds of other wizards made Jaegyun actually see him, like him, something that scared him a bit. At the other’s words, he was even more confused. “Then what is it? I don’t understand.” He took a step closer and grinned. “What? Do you know some terrible secret of his?”

Daehyun took a step back, slowly unclenching his fists as he took several deep breaths. He needed to calm down, he was getting too worked up and he knew he’d snap if he didn’t attempt to do something. It wasn’t working, he still felt something- but maybe it wasn’t so much anger as it was jealously. The thought of the two of them, together, made him want to be sick. “I just-” he started to speak as he took a step towards the other male, halting once he realized he didn’t know what to say. That he didn’t like him? That was probably clear. “He’s not good enough for you,” he finally responded, as he closed the distance between them. It wasn’t wrong, Jaegyun deserved someone who didn’t sleep around. But- what Daehyun wasn’t sure of was if he meant himself. He’d never really thought about it until now, they were practically touching, and he just wanted to grab ahold of the other and never let go.