moonchild

❝ We're born in the moonlight ain't no fantasy. Can't breathe in the sunlight, gotta hide your heart. We born to be sad, sad, sad, sad. Suffer to be glad, glad, glad, glad

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melodisms·:

Dark brows furrow once more due to passports then raising when hearing of a trip. “Are… we going to shove drugs up our butts?” He inquired, tilting his head before letting out an soft breath that he didn’t know he was holding on to. “Alright…. Let’s do it.” He stared to the other before letting an soft smile grace upon his lips.

Jae laughed at his question and shook his head. “You’re funny. you know that?” He pointed at the man and shook his head. “I won’t tell you what it is, just pick it up for me, and when you get back you’ll be out.” He nodded to his men and started heading out. “Oh and good luck at the border.”

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Dark hues settling over the other when checking out his bodyguard for the moment, he would take note to the lip-bite before finding their hues in return. “We’re about five thousand dollars short..” He admitted in a soft tone then bit down onto his lower lip – watching the other then feeling his brows to furrow when the other stood. “….Job?” He spoke in a soft tone, searching for the moment then licking his lips slowly. “Alright, let’s hear about this job.”

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Jae hummed and nodded. “Yeah y’all got passports? How do you feel about a road trip up to Canada?” He asked with a smirk and tilted his head. “I just need y’all to pick up something for me and once you do that I’ll consider the debt repaid.”

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Entering his house, Yoon-wook was searching through the mail he got from his mailbox without much thought to his surroundings. “Damn it, the water bill is up again.” He murmured to himself, especially to no one in particular when reading over the certain male; that was, until he heard an certain movement that caused his head to snap upward toward the direction that the noise came from. “…Fuck..” He whispered, seeing the two when moving to stand up right after setting his mail down. He couldn’t get the other male out of his head often this week, he couldn’t seem to figure out how he’d pull the rest of the money — though, he was able to do it with the help of the other two.

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Jae smirked when the man came in and spotted them. He leaned back against the counter. He didn’t actually have his gun showing this time. “So, did you get my money?” He asked and tilted his head, his eyes taking over Yong-Wook’s body and biting his bottom lip for a second before he looked up at his face again. He waited for a second and then stood up. “I’ll make you a deal, I’ll forgive your debts if you go do me a job.” He murmured

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melodisms·:

Dark hues searched for the moment then taking an soft breath when the other stood, finding the cologne from the other to be quite intoxicating – which he found was appalling to find himself thinking of that word alone for. Their gaze met for the moment then looking to the wall when hearing him speak, about to object to the 10k interest yet found himself quiet. What could he say? He turned at that to watch the other then letting his brows furrow due to the smirk. “That was him.” Yong-wook spoke when heading back to his brother and slapping the money upon the counter. “Get me the rest of that money, by today, or we’re in trouble.” He spoke lowly enough for the other to only to hear.

It’d been a week since he had last seen Yong-Wook and it had been a particularly difficult week; mainly because he couldn’t get the other male out of his head. Jae-Seong wasn’t someone who was interested in anyone or anything aside from his gang because no one was ever that interesting, but Yong-Wook was. Jae showed up at the man’s house with only one bodyguard today, simply because he expected it to be a simple grab the money and go situation. He found his way inside the house and sat down on the kitchen stools. 

[aetery]

JACKSON WANG

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melodisms·:

Dark brows would furrow once more due to the last line. “Indebted?” He inquired in a soft tone. Searching over the figure once more, he cleared his throat some then shook his head. “I’ll get it.” His tone was stern, watching the other still to see if there was something else to be said.

Jae-Seong smirked and looked at his boys. “End of the week. It’d be a shame to kill you in front of your brother.” He tsked and stood up, their bodies mere centimeters apart. “10k because you made me wait.” He put his gun away and walked out of the diner, after leacing enough money on the table to pay for their orders and a tip. “Tell him to donate the food to the homeless down the street.” He said as he walked out with his boys in tow, glancing back at Yong-Wook with a smirk.

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“Ninety-one, it’s in there” Yong-wook spoke when pulling out the money in a long, yellow envelope from his jacket to set upon the table. Dark hues shifted down to take notice of the gun then sending an soft glare toward the man’s way. “This is why I asked for a week, or one extra day.. It’s not probable to get the entire thing in one day.” He explained in a soft tone.

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“Figure our a way to get my my last nine before the end of the week.” He huffed and grabbed the envelope, shoving it into his jacket. “I’m tired of playing with you. I don’t care if it’s probable figure it out cause this is your last chance.” He looked up at Yong-Wook. “Unless you wanna be indebted to me forever. And then you’re kinda fucked.”

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Hyung-woo let out an short laugh before nodding his head. “Good luck.” He mused, leaving the other’s side while smirking to Yong-wook, who was still paying attention to the others at the table. “You see that man right there?” Hyung-woo spoke when rounding the counter then leaning onto his arms upon the counter to get closer. “He wants your ass. Go talk to him.” Yong-wook couldn’t help the soft glare he sent to his younger brother before moving off the stool to head toward the corner table, glancing to the three men then finally to the one who held a gun to his head the day before.

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Jae just nodded his head at the waiter and hummed softly. He looked around the room to see how many people there were and if it was smart to do anything that would put him in the spotlight. “You got my money?” He asked and tilted his head to look up at Yong-Wook, leaning back to show his gun.

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Hyung-woo glanced behind him to find his brother before smiling. “I do, he’s my brother. – If you want his number, don’t bother. He’s married.” He teased, writing down the other’s orders. Yong-wook still hadn’t took his eyes off the other since he first noticed him. Dark brows furrowed when watching the interaction.

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Jae-Seong laugher and shook his head. “That’s never stopped me before.” He smiled genuinely and shifted in his seat. “You mind sending him over here real quick?” He tilted his head and looked at Yong-Wook, nodding towards the table.

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Yong-wook wasn’t expecting to see the men anywhere at this place aside from his house, so he made sure his husband was out with their son for the time-being. Currently talking to the waiter, who was one of the people that robbed the place with him, he hadn’t notice anyone familiar until the waiter came out from behind the counter to approach the one sitting at the table in the corner. “Can I take your order, sir?” Hyung-woo asked with an slight smile to pale, pink lips — though to Yong-wook, turning to find the familiar face had cause him to turn slightly white.

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Jae-Seong smiled at the man and glanced at Yong-Wook; a smirk took over his face and he sat back against the booth. “Hey. Do you know him?” He asked the waiter and nodded in Yong-Wook’s direction. After his boys put their orders, he ordered himself, never taking his eyes off of the brunette.

[bcrribcrry]

Dark hues searched the room for the moment, not expecting to hear that word or for the three men to leave his house shortly after. His sight shifted to find the other, searching for the moment then finally letting out an soft breath that he didn’t know he was holding. Brows would furrow in response when leaning back in his hair for the moment, letting it sink in before realizing that he needs to contact the others —- with cellphone in hand, he talked to the other two about what happened and would pick up when waiting for them to come over.

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Jae waited a whole 24 hours and showed up at the restaurant that he had found out was like a meetup place for them. He sat down at a table and pretend to be a customer. He had his gun on his lap, hidden from view of the other patrons in the establishment. He hummed to himself as he watched Yong-Wook. There was something about him that kept him wanting to come back.

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Yong-wook shook due to the noises and cringed. “Please don’t.” His tone held an slight deperation, a quiet plea. “Please don’t, do not touch my child, we’ll get the money in by tomorrow.” He breathed, his hands clasped together tightly to rest between his thighs when staring ahead with dark furrowed brows. “Just one day, please give me one extra day.” He tried, just one more time.

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Jae hummed to himself and glanced at his boys. “Stop.” He ordered and looked back at Yong-Wook. He didn’t know what it was about the man, but he wanted to see him succeed. “Imma come back to college in 24 hours.” He said softly and nodded towards the door. The three men walked out first and he looked at Yong-Wook. “I hope you’re aware the only reason you’re still alive is because you have a son.” His voice held a softness that felt foreign in his mouth and with that he left.

[bcrribcrry]

“That’s nearly impossible.” Yong-wook spoke up with shaking his head. “With everything gathered by tomorrow, we still won’t be able to make it up to a hundred-k unless you give us a week.” He swallowed the air when noticing the other walking toward him then staring in return. “We have lives with families, and we can’t drop everything we’re doing to get all this money racked up by tomorrow. It’s easier to kill me on the spot instead of coming up short by tomorrow and pissing you off on the spot.” He explained.

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Jae chuckled and shook his head. “That’s not my problem. You stole from me and I want it back it’s simple.” He lookee st his men and nodded. The three men moved around the room and started destroying stuff, walking through the kitchen. “Well since you suggested it. We might as well huh. Well take your kid in don’t worry.” He smirked darkly and stood up, and pressed the gun to Yong-Wooks forehead. “Any last words?”

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Yong-wook couldn’t help when searching from the three men to the one sitting in his living room, his heart was in his throat for the moment. He didn’t answer for a bit, which seem to made the other three impatient; he found himself sitting upon a chair across from the one already sitting. He wanted to ask how they stole from him, until realizing the burglary. “We can get the money back.” He added in quickly, panic in his tone until he took an deep breath to console himself. “I don’t know about the other two, but I can get you the most of it, I have to return everything else I bought to get the rest.” He mentioned, staring for the moment.

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Jae-Seong let out a low and dangerous chuckle, shaking his head as he looked towards the brunette in front of him. “You see that’s not how it works. Either I get all my money, tomorrow, or I kill you right here right now.” He stood up and walked over to Yong-Wook. “I want all 100k with interest tomorrow. Is that gonna be a problem?” Jae sat down on the coffee table in front of him and stared him down.

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Yong-wook hadn’t spent too much time shortly after the burglary that he committed with two other dads, mainly due to paying the bills and mortgage off then making sure to have food and water plus some few essential things as a new flat screen was perched upon the wall in the living room. He was heading into the house after coming home from a restless day at the school, still in the afternoon when he closed the door behind him with his right foot and mail in both hands. Something about the atmosphere was off — he couldn’t tell what it was exactly, but shrugged it off when heading into the living room with looking to the mail still. He was heading toward the kitchen with dark hues glued to the mail when hearing the deep tone, causing him to jolt in surprise with dropping his mail and staring to the one before him. “W-Who are you?” His tone was soft, still shook when staring.

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Jae-Seong wasn’t a household name not by any means, but his moniker was. He was known around as Ghost because reputation dictates that he never left witnesses and no one really knew his name or what he looked like and he wanted to keep it that way. He wasn’t merciful by any means; and so when he found out that three ‘random’ assholes had robbed the store where he laundered his money at and in turn stoke his money, he was furious. Until he did more digging and realized that it was three amateur fathers, that made him livid. So here he was, sitting in Yong-Wooks living room with three of his meanest looking guys, and a gun in his hand. “I’m the man you and your little buddies stole from.” He quirked an eyebrow and tilted his head with a predatory smirk. “So what are we gonna do about that?”

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