moonkyu’s never been anywhere outside of daegu and toyko — meaning this entire trip was a whole new experience for the blue-haired male.
the party itself was also a new experience for moonkyu, hence the reason he’d been sitting alone in the corner for most of the night — simply watching the chaos unfold before his own eyes.. it wasn’t something he wanted to partake in. however, the second he watched huan leave the room, his curiosity gets the better of moonkyu & he’s quick to pull himself out of the chair he’d called ‘home’ for the past hour or so, following in the other’s footsteps. he isn’t sure where the other’s going, perhaps he’s just turning in, heading back to his suite, but the other has a feeling that isn’t the case.
sure enough — his intuition was correct, the other wasn’t headed back to his suite in the slightest. the blue-haired medic doesn’t stop the other from picking the lock, though, watching from a distance as the other’s frame disappears from his line of sight and onto what moonkyu can only think to be the hotel’s rooftop. good thing he doesn’t have a fear of heights, because before he can talk himself out of joining huan, his feet are pulling him out the door as well. “h-hey.” moon calls out, giving the other a tiny smile as he approaches. “just c-came up here to make sure you’re o-okay.” he explains, eyes falling to his feet as he speaks.
——— the tagalong was unexpected- but welcomed. despite the wanders of his mind, the burglar was able to sniff out the youngster following him. ( truly didn’t help to have blue hair. ) though he expects more lurking and when its proved wrong and hes graced with a voice, huan turns around to face moonkyu.
theres a smile, soft and mildly genuine at the concern. its nice hearing it. its there, even when hes far away from home. “is that why you decided to follow me?” the male teases. hes appreciative though- underneath all his dumb, dick jokes. “good thing medics dont need stealth,” another tease to get off his chest. he though nods, brown orbs wondering the outside surrounding them, “thanks for the check up, but i am,” huan eventually explains. he was just in need of a breath- time to soak in the breeze of his homeland. “needed some fresh air, how about you though? enjoying the party?”
after being left behind by her closest friend , eden , and groped by a sloppy yoori , jo was on the hunt for some fresh fucking air. parties were never her scene — but she’d been trying DESPERATELY to make friends , so she had attended anyway. big mistake. exploring the halls of the penthouse led her to the rooftop door : bingo. however , she could tell right away that they’d been tampered with , which piqued her curiosity , although she was a LITTLE annoyed that she wouldn’t get the rooftop to herself.
still , she moved through the doorway anyway , squinting in the darkness as she looked for what she assumed would be another person. it was ghoul , she recognized when she spotted him. huan , she was pretty sure , was his real name. the burglar. she didn’t exactly know him well ; then again , she didn’t REALLY know anyone. “ if you’re going to break into a restricted area , you could at least hide the evidence. “ she ATTEMPTS to joke , holding the broken padlock between her fingers. “ you’re not gonna jump , right ? enough shit’s going on as it is. ”
——— the air consoles him, grants him reminisce of what he leaves behind. even though his old man was accepting of his decisions- gifting him with free choices, huan knows he chose to abandon them. chose to be on his own for temporary adrenaline pumps.
( ‘ always selfish ; never satisfied with what was given. ‘ )
his thoughts crumble, vanish into a dark void when he starts to hear. steps first than a voice and his mind comes up with a face fast. the male turns to meet the unimpressed eyes of nyx- their crowd control. a smile- its paints with cheekiness as he dips his head at being exposed. “wasn’t expecting a detective on my ass so fast,” he only teases back. although there was a undefined relationship between the two, huan had nothing but kindness for the other. “and after that comforting speech, I’ll try to hold onto my life a little longer,”
he glances over his shoulder, to skim the edges of the roof before reuniting stares, “decided to ditch the party as well?”
ran isn’t particularly good in formal situations—not ones where she’s not pretending to be someone or something else, anyway. she’s leaning against a wall, deck of cards out and shuffling them constantly, occasionally flicking one into the air or up her sleeve. it’s not late enough to get drunk ( and in all honesty, she doesn’t feel in the mood for drinking at all today ) or to leave—and she’s not sure she wants to, but she hates feeling useless, hates idling without purpose when it’s not in a familiar setting. “ so, ” she says, raising one brow at the person standing closest to her, “ do you want to see a magic trick? ”
social gatherings- parties, booze, stupid, stupid fun was a time well spent in his books. the lad was a fan of good, old fun. with or without the consequences. tonight was something similar. being back in his homeland and given the upmost freedom, the male knows he was going to milk it for all its worth. but thoughts interrupt upon a voice and glancing away from his bottled beer, huan notices the female. there’s an amused scoff as he nods. who wouldn’t want to be entertained- “impress me,” he replies, keeping the amusement.
home. he’s returned. although hes not quite with his grandparents- theres comfort being under the same stars.
those thoughts prevailed. clouding the freedom hes rewarded and he decides to escape from the mischief that was becoming. additionally, he had enough of its drinks. consuming more than he could handle ( but when people yell shots, which poor bum could reject ) huan desired isolation. which skips to the current time- and why he’s walking up a flight of suspicious stairs. the male notices the bold labels. ‘ trespass. off-limits. ’ all mere signs that do nothing more than encourage him. & when he’s faced with two large doors, a lock between them, a scoff spills his lips.
unfortunate for them. the male digs in his sweater pockets, pulling out a small metal rod thats connected to his lanyard of keys. it takes more time that he would like to admit- but that was reasonable for such a luxurious place. plus ... he’s somewhat drunk and thats his justified excuse, okay. though finally there’s a click. & huan doesn’t wait as he pulls open the doors, revealing the hotel’s rooftop. just what he wanted.
( zhang yixing, male, he/him, 27. ) — WON HUAN, better known to the media as GHOUL has been working for the yōkai for around THREE YEARS. rumor has it, he can be ASTUTE & STEALTHY but also DECEITFUL & INDEPENDENT which is why he makes the perfect BURGLAR.
writing this half-asleep. ajsindks imma apologize for it already-
his profile and bio are there in details.
but in short …
huan worked at a pawnshop in china that was recommended to him by his grandfather. it was sketchy af. so being detective af, he put two + two together && found out that his boss was a professional robber. x-x
which got the lad into the arts of being a burglar.
aside from that, huan = brat.
he prefers to do things his own way and like judges u for having opinions. ( it took him awhile to be a team-player. boo. )
but just try to give him lessons about being a proper thief, he’ll steal your wallet on many occasions. ( he only listens to his boss mentor )
he’s just a dumb dog.
a weak soul for his grandparents.
though he can be serious with his profession, the male is sociable. aka. he knows how to have a good time. ;)
but mess with him when hes working, and he’ll despise you 5ever.
he now resides in korea but travels back and forth to check up on his grandparents.
is a true kid when it comes to trinkets and finding treasures.
also edit: to be the ghoul that he is, this would be his mask.
snowghoul
andulkaphoto
romaincrisis
sugurugetos
theartofmadeline
prguitarman
gummygunk
pixelskylines