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@dxjiho
JUNG JIHO =================== π π carly, 25+, she/her, dc upon request π π INTRO πΆ ABOUT πΆ PLAYLIST πΆ TRACKER πΆ FULL NAV πΆ DISTRICT X
* something soft
jiho and @daeyongdx experience something akin to normal christmas festivities. surely it's too good to be true?
jiho usually spends christmas working. he gets holiday pay, and another nurse gets to spend the holiday with their families. it's not like he really has anything to do, so he might as well.
he'll visit his mother sometime this week and bring her a gift. she'll tell him he shouldn't have, and she'll give him whatever knick-knack she's learned to make this month in return. he'll get back to his apartment and find some place to display it as a reminder that things are better than they once were.
they aren't traditional christmases, but they're good christmases, at least to him. they aren't painful, at least. they're their best christmases yet. there's plenty of room for improvement, but it's always been hard for jiho to imagine. his most spectacular christmas memories are with his ex who might've killed him if jiho stayed with him. he can't help but feel like grand celebrations are all a farce, or at least any celebrations involving him.
he doesn't need them, though. he's sure it's an instance of him never experiencing it, therefore not knowing what he's missing out on. maybe next year he'll have enough money to buy his mother a tree and he'll take a night off and they'll decorate it with the ornaments she's been making since october.
in the meantime...it's his best christmas yet β maybe. he doesn't let himself think about it too much, out of fear that it'll ruin everything, but he can't deny that this year is better than most.
he knows it's because of daeyong. he knows, if he told daeyong this, he wouldn't believe it. he'd probably laugh it off β try to make a joke to keep jiho from noticing he doesn't know how to handle being something good to someone. jiho noticed a long time ago. there's a lot he knows about daeyong that daeyong hasn't told him β like the fact that if daeyong knew how much he knows about him, he would probably be uncomfortable and trust him less. so he doesn't say anything about it. besides, there's always more to learn about him. sometimes jiho is wrong about him, or doesn't have the full picture. he just tries to understand, and he listens, and he waits until daeyong is ready β to explain his thought process, to open up to him, to let himself...feel.
tonight is simple. everything feels easy. nevermind that jiho is bad at ice skating and wanted to buy far too many things at the district's makeshift christmas market, or that he was so eager to eat his carp bread that he burnt his tongue. it's no grand celebration, but maybe that's why it feels so good.
they spend a lot of time walking and looking at christmas lights, judging which displays look good and which could use some work, like either of them know anything about decorating for holidays. they make an armless, noseless snowman because all they have is a bunch of snow and rocks. jiho didn't wear suitable gloves for making a snowman, so he puts the soaked gloves in his pocket and daeyong holds his hand.
jiho uses his freezing fingers as an excuse to go back to daeyong's apartment and get out of the cold, even though he mainly does it because daeyong gets quiet. jiho doesn't know exactly why, but he knows what the calm before daeyong's storm looks like, and knows the storm is best kept somewhere more private than the city streets.
he only stops holding daeyong's hand once they're safely inside β just to unzip his jacket. he turns to daeyong before he even takes it off, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. his hand settles on his shoulder without jiho even realizing. he pauses. daeyong has that distant look in his eyes, like he's fighting some battle in another dimension.
"are you okay?" he asks, voice soft. he already knows the answer, but asking what's wrong is too demanding. daeyong doesn't have to tell him anything. jiho just wants him to be okay.
* you again
jiho runs into @dxmiae after a long time apart.
sometimes his mom living alone worries him. sure, she has jiho on speed dial and knows to call him if she ever has a problem, but...it's different than him actually being there in case of emergencies. sometimes she doesn't know there's a problem until the damage has already been done.
then he reminds himself how stressful it was when he lived with her, and that he is 23 years old and allowed to have his own life. besides, he lives in urbane apartments, and his mom lives in brickstay villas β it's obvious who has the higher quality living situation here. it felt like the least he could do for her.
he thinks this is more respectful to his mom, too. it would be a little demeaning to live with your son watching over you constantly, like you're some fragile thing incapable of taking care of yourself. sure, it feels like that sometimes...but she's allowed to have her own life, too.
the happy medium is him visiting her in person once a week. he tries to call her every day that he can, too, just to check in. on the days he visits, he picks up food so he can be sure she has something to eat that she'll enjoy. he tries to help her meal prep for the rest of the week, too, but he's not the best cook and his mom is easily overwhelmed, so it's mostly simple things.
he usually ends up more tired than refreshed after seeing her, which makes him kind of sad. he's tired most of the time, though, and it won't stop him from taking care of her in the ways he can.
he's on his way out, halfway down the hallway, plastic bag with leftover food his mom insisted he take with him in one hand, when he sees her: hayun. he stops in his tracks without really intending to.
it's not like it's a bad thing to see her. it's not like she and jiho had a bad relationship. it was closer to good, if anything β a bond forged over hating their mutual father figure during one of his mother's short-lived marriages. they didn't keep in touch once their parents divorced. it just feels weird. somehow, he never really expected to see her again.
for a moment, jiho wonders if he's just hallucinating and it's just some girl who looks like hayun, but no. he's pretty sure that's her. he just stands there kind of awkwardly, then eventually says, "hi."
JEONGIN | DAZED x DAMIANI BTS
diners, dumpsters, and diving
jiho finds @lucedx on the hunt for blood...in a dumpster?
jiho may be a licensed practical nurse now, but he still often gets stuck doing the tedious tasks no one else at the hospital wants to do. it's probably just habit from his cna days, where he sometimes felt more like the intern for the doctors and other nurses than a nurse himself.
he doesn't mind it, though. he does the tedious tasks and he gets to sing to the babies and anxious patients. it's fun when he can gets a child who came in for a vaccine to sing along with him despite how little they want to be there. it's a pretty good gig, ultimately.
but sometimes it means taking the trash out, and sacred heart has a lot of trash. it's not like the trash cans are all overflowing, but there are just so damn many trash cans in the hospital that it adds up.
he heaves the first round of trash up, ready to toss it into the dumpster in the alley behind the hospital, but he realizes he isn't alone. no β there is in fact someone digging through the dumpster. he pauses, narrows his eyes in confusion, then says, "can i help you?" more sarcastic than polite for a first meeting with someone. then again, it's not very polite to dig through someone's trash either, is it?
hiiii everyone! it's carly (jaeyongdx's mun) back at it again with another muse...i wanted to have jiho done in time for opening but alas, did not happen...but he's here now, yippee!! i have one more on the way i fear similarly to jaeyong, jiho is also a reincarnation of a beloved muse of mine, but unlike jaeyong, who is a horrible terrible menace of an orange cat, jiho is my sopping wet pathetic black cat. here is his about page, and as always, playlist and pinterest for fun. i know i have some plotting messages to get back to already, but i've had a busy couple of days and will hopefully get to them tonight and torment you all with jiho's presence also. that being said if you'd like to plot with jiho in particular feel free to like this post β£οΈ as always (pt 2) i will yap about him and offer some plot ideas under the cut yayyy