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wu "fei" feihung || nineteen || succubus || weapons specialist and sniper for the night bloods ... vicecity

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temporary sanctum || fei & jungsoo

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vcjungsoo:

          “IT’D HARD NOT to, part of me feels like i’ve done a pretty shit job at keeping you safe..” jungsoo sighed, the sudden aura change he emitted was noticeable, and there was no doubt that fei would notice too. despite fei’s pleads and words, deep down he knew that he was somewhat in the wrong, that he had went against his gang and that was one of the first rules he ever learnt. never go against your own gang. yet, years later, he finds himself falling for the leader of another gang, someone who jungsoo knew minki wouldn’t consent to, someone he knew he wouldn’t like. but, it was the one thing that truly made him happy. he never thought he’d experience love or anything to do with it, and with the moment sam entered his life and made him feel different, he didn’t want to lose that. a feeling he had never felt before, one that scared him so much but one that he didn’t want to let go of. and after everything he knew, he still went against his own gang, his family, and now he could only wait.

it was odd for soo to be smiling, and when he did, it was a complete different look to what everybody saw. he only ever found himself really smiling and laughing at fei or sam. and so with every smile he let off, was one of his most rarest ones. it was almost of a perona that had no connections to the gang life, and in all honesty, you would’t expect a smiley and cheerful version of jungsoo to be in a gang, to be a prostitute. “ooh, now that sounds very tempting. is that an invitation? you know how much i can annoy you.” grinning widely, corners of his eyes creasing as his heart shaped lips formed a happy, amused grin. his smile slowly faltered, eyes watching as fei’s also faltered. it seemed like the two couldn’t have a happy conversation for more than 5 minutes without them both realising that it wasn’t persistent, and then their smiles would break into nothing and they’d be overwhelmed with the sense of dullness. forcing a soft smile onto his face, he blinked slowly, a tiny hint of fatigue hidden under as he playfully booped her nose, pushing another stray strand of hair out of her face. “we’re all worried about him, but he’ll be fine. when have we ever let something get to us, huh? we’re pretty much invincible, we can handle it.”

as her hushed giggles passes through his ears, he glanced up at her with happy eyes, head tilted just slightly. at the mention of him being a dad, he scoffed, playfully biting her finger, although his teeth not touching her injured finger once. “oh, please. don’t call me a dad, that makes me feel old. i’m only twenty four.” he chuckled audibly, sooner turning into a louder chuckle as her hand was placed against his face and pushing him away. “well, sweets are bad for you, but i can certainly give you as much attention as you want.” a gentle, loving smile etched onto his face, one that came from deep within his heart. so rare. he knew that fei would most likely notice that he couldn’t keep their promise, simply by the sudden change in the tone of his voice, as he hated that. he hated that he couldn’t take fei out for a day and act like they were both normal people, out to enjoy their day together. oh, how he wished he could. but it would never happen, not then. and certainly not now, he didn’t know if minki would even allow him to continue talking to fei. and the thought of losing her, hurt like hell. taking her hand in his, he gently placed a delicate kiss onto her knuckles and began speaking again. “i’m sorry i’ve not been around the last few days.. i wish i was here.”

“That’s not your job, Soo,” Fei gently reminded him, tilting her head slightly to catch his gaze, to make sure that he was listening and that he knew she meant it. “I’m the one who got me into this mess. I could’ve just taken my inheritance and lived a normal life but I decided to join the Night Bloods, and that means that I’m the only one responsible for my safety, yeah?” And as logical as that train of thought was, Fei knew it wasn’t entirely true. She’d allowed herself to get close to people, and people who were close shared each other’s burdens, simple as that--- hell, Jungsoo was basically her big brother at this point, Fei would say so without question if asked such a thing, so surely they both held at least a little bit of responsibility for one another. 

Fei absolutely loved Jungsoo’s smile, a contagious heart shaped tug of his lips that could rival the sun in emitting the most warmth she’d ever felt. And she did feel warm around him, cozy as if anywhere could feel like home as long as she had her big brother by her side, offering her safety and affection and everything else that she’d been at a desperate lack of ever since her father’s death. “Oh dear god, what have I done? I’m bedridden, how am I supposed to escape if you really start annoying me? I take it back, abort abort!” she retorted, laughter slipping into the cracks between each word. But of course, nothing so playful could last between them, not at a moment when emotions hovered over them like monsters under the bed, just waiting for the most inconvenient of times to strike. Despite it all, she scrunched her nose up beneath his touch, if only to pull another smile out of him, no matter how small. “Yeah. Invincible,” she echoed softly, not entirely sure how true that statement was. Or who he was referring to when he said we. Just the two of them? The Night Bloods as a whole? Did he even still consider himself a Night Blood?

“Then stop acting like one,” Fei tossed back, punctuating the statement with one last soft giggle. Not that she really wanted him to stop, but she’d keep giving him shit about it as long as it would continue to go on. An overexaggerated pout pulled over her lips at the denial of sweets, but that little bit of confirmation that he’d lend her his attention while she needed it was comforting, allowing her expression to fall into something more fond. “It’s okay,” Fei assured him in response to his apology, voice gentle, understanding. “I get it, I wouldn’t exactly be hanging around here either if I had Minki on my ass like that. As soon as I’m feeling a bit better, I’ll be back in my own apartment and then we can hang out whenever we want, yeah?” And that may not be possible either, but it was more promising than the situation that they were in now, so Fei would hold onto that hope.

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bitch, it’s vintage || fei & chinhwa

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vcdapperjung:

Chinhwa takes pride in everything he does, he’s just that kind of person. He doesn’t half-ass anything..not his businesses, not his hobbies, or any other interests for that matter. Knowing the technical aspects of his favorite weapon is just common sense to him, nothing out of the ordinary. However, he can’t help but flush with a bit of pride at Fei’s wide eyes after listening to him, as clearly she’s a bit impressed with his knowledge. That makes him feel good, especially from someone as skilled in the field as she is known to be. As the young woman responds, the CEO listens intently, nodding. “Yes, I thought it might.” He admits, chewing at his lip for a moment. Fei doesn’t seem to think it an impossible task, however, so that’s certainly promises.

The vampire smiles. “Ah, I trust your judgment, I’m sure you’ll figure it out.” He chuckles a bit at Fei’s surprise, casually slinging an arm around her shoulders as he nods, studying the weapon alongside her now. “Of course I am. I know this will be fun for you and besides…I’ve seen your work. It’s impeccable.” He admits, honestly excited for the girl to start work. He knows she won’t let him down. “Use those instincts of yours, I have the utmost faith in you.” Fei should truly feel honored, as there are few people that Chinhwa would trust so implicitly with his most prized gun. But he wants to truly give her the chance to show what she’s capable of.

Even as she listens to Chinhwa speak, Fei’s eyes never once leave the revolver, wandering over its surface as if to take in everything that had already been done to it, and her mind was already formulating ideas as to how she might mod the weapon if it was her own personal gun. But her own personal gun, of course, was a much larger sniper rifle and most of her energy went into modding the weight, making it lighter and easier for her tiny body to transport--- she didn’t quite have the luxury of cosmetic changes with her personal collection. If she had something this small and workable, it would have been modded to high heavens right about now.

It’s only when the older man begins to praise her that Fei finally tears her gaze from the gun, wide eyes looking up to study Chinhwa’s face as if judging his sincerity. And, really, he looks as sincere as they come, no sarcasm or underlying motive clear in his eyes. It wasn’t often that anyone regarded her so highly, trusted her so much when it came to her field of expertise--- even if she was considered the ‘expert’, her age and appearance tended to turn people away before even seeing her work for themselves. A tiny smile fell over her lips, cheeks flushing a pale pink, as she leaned slightly into Chinhwa’s hold, simply enjoying the mutual respect for a moment, as long as she could. “Thank you,” she muttered, voice almost hushed to a whisper. Then, she cleared her throat, allowing her voice to come out at a more normal volume. “I won’t let you down, promise. Just give me, like... a week with it? Just to play around, figure out what works and what doesn’t.”

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a bit of a hobby || fei & haejin

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vc-wren:

After looking at every photon-emitter that the pawn shop owner had, Haejin decided to cut his losses. Clearly he wasn’t going to find what he was looking for here today. His laser gun alterations would have to wait another day. Instead, he decided that he may as well browse the other pieces of weaponry that littered the shop. He had finished his last repair the night before, though he was sure there would be another few waiting for him upon his return to his workshop. The idea of it had him sighing audibly.

Though he preferred to work with non-traditional weaponry, Haejin couldn’t ignore the cylinder that his eyes landed on. He couldn’t fathom why someone would spend so much time engraving it with such intricate patterns; no, he could. His own laser gun strapped to his waist under his jacket was proof of that. He had become fond of the thing and was always looking for ways to upgrade it.

But this little gun barrel, it was truly a thing of beauty and craftsmanship. Haejin at least had to get a closer look. As he reached for the thing, his fingers bumped against those of someone else, someone Haejin kicked himself for not realizing had been so close to him this whole time. His hand shot back to his chest in much the same way, he silently noted, that the woman’s did. The genie also noted the indications of injury on the stranger. It didn’t make her not a threat, but it certainly allowed Haejin to drop his guard just a tiny bit. He took a step back and created a pocket of space between the two of them, gesturing for her to go ahead.

“Sorry. No, it’s alright, I’ll look at it after you.” Haejin stayed close by, but turned to look at a few lenses that might serve well as light compression components in his gun. Still, his mind didn’t leave the barrel. “It’s pretty nice. I wonder what they made it for,” he mused, meaning the maker of the cylinder. Had it once belonged to a gun of it’s own?

Fei took a moment to rake her eyes over the man beside her, finding it surprising--- simply judging by his appearance, of course--- that he’d be at all interested in an object such as this. Everything about him contrasted with their surroundings, his appearance so soft and inviting that it was hard to believe that he’d be one to work with weapons at all. But then again, Fei herself tended to shock people with her interests, all dainty features and pastel pink clothing as opposed to the sharp metal of the guns and blades she handled on a daily basis. So she supposed that made two of them.

His movements nearly mirrored hers, and she felt glad, for a moment, that at least she had stood down when her opponent had as well. That meant that there was no winner or loser here, just a bit of polite shyness. At his go ahead, she offered a thankful smile in his direction before stepping forward and carefully picking up the barrel and--- goddamn, it was even more beautiful up close. Tiny intricate designs swirled around each other and faded into the edges of the metal. It was a statement piece, that was for sure. 

She wasn’t even sure what she would do with it if she managed to leave the store with it--- well, actually, that was a lie. She’d probably end up polishing the thing to absolute perfection and integrating it into Chinhwa’s personal revolver, which was currently sitting at her work bench just waiting to be modded to high heavens. She’d love to keep it for herself but she had no personal use for it, really ( she herself was a sniper, revolvers weren’t really an integral part of her personal collection ), and at least if it was in the collection of someone she knew well, she’d still get to lay eyes on it regularly.

Passing it on to the man beside her with a polite smile, she finally opted to answer his thoughts. “It’s a statement piece if I’ve ever seen one. Some old rich guy trying to flex on his friends or whatever. Probably never even left the house or fired a single bullet--- I bet the revolver it was in was kept in a glass case somewhere until, y’know... whatever happened to make it end up here.” It was an easy guess, really, considering her background in antique weaponry. 

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a bit of a hobby || fei & haejin

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It was once again that Fei found herself in the rougher ends of the city, hopping between pawn shops in attempt to find something new and interesting to work with. She’d only recently recovered from a fairly crippling batch of injuries, her feet still aching as she walked, palm of her hand still wrapped tightly in a bandage to keep the deep cut from getting infected, but overall she was feeling much better and was ready to delve straight back into work. But, of course, her superiors were hesitant to send her out on hits at the moment, confining her to less strenuous work, no matter how many times she protested that she was fine, that she’d manage.

And so, she would throw herself into modifying and repairing the few weapons that had made their way to her work bench in her absence, notes baring instructions and well wishes from their owners attached. If only she could find some inspiration, a part or two that would spark a chain reaction of ideas in her head and--- ah, this just might be it. Fei found herself eyeing a detached cylinder, clearly meant for a revolver, though etched into its sides were beautiful, delicate designs that Fei found utterly enticing. Though, as she reached to pick up the object, to inspect it further, she found that her hand had collided with someone else’s, eyes flicking up immediately to face the intruder. “Oh, um--- I’m sorry, go ahead,” she conceded, pulling her hand back close to her body. She wouldn’t usually back down so easily, but after what she’d been through the last few weeks, she wasn’t exactly willing to face much confrontation.

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bitch, it’s vintage || fei & chinhwa

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vcdapperjung:

Chinhwa chuckles a little at Fei’s slightly disappointed expression, but luckily she doesn’t truly seem that upset. Besides, he’s certainly got enough items to pique her interest lying around, and then some. He’d had a feeling that the young woman would appreciate his weapon of choice, and the way she eyes it as he hands it over tells him his hunch was 100% on point. Her skills with firearms are what drew him to her in the first place, after all. The CEO is content to stand back and watch as Fei studies the piece, grinning once she tells him precisely what he’d been wanting to hear.

“Perfect, I was hoping you’d say that.” Chinhwa admits aloud, coming a bit closer so that he can point a few things out. “I have a few ideas..” He begins, reaching to point as he speaks, “was thinking about elongating the barrel a bit, to increase velocity.” He explains, continuing. “Possibly rechambering to a higher caliber, depending on how that would effect weight. I don’t mind it being heavier but I’m not looking to carry a hand cannon.” The CEO laughs, the notion of lugging around something unwieldy rather amusing to him.

“Also, I’m open to cosmetic changes. Cool designs and a good polish is always fun.” Chinhwa continues, smiling as his attention turns from the gun back to Fei, curiosity in his gaze. “What do you think? I’m open to suggestions from the expert.”

Fei’s eyes followed Chinhwa’s hands in deep interest, watching as he pointed in gestured to various parts of the weapon as he made his suggestions, and she found herself nodding along to every word, finding each idea to be something she would have come up with herself. She didn’t know why it surprised her, that the CEO knew exactly what he was talking about when it came to weapons--- he did own an impressive collection after all, one that could hold Fei’s attention for hours--- but she hadn’t quite expected him to begin spouting technical terms as if he worked in her own field. It was a welcome surprise, however, and Fei found herself even more intrigued.

“Rechambering would effect the weight quite a bit, but I’m sure I can make up for it elsewhere. I’ll see what I can do,” she conceded, turning the gun over in her hands as her eyes continued to rake over its surface, take in every detail. “Maybe altering the grip a bit would make it lighter, but that also might throw off the balance if we’re elongating the barrel.” Her voice was barely above a murmur as she thought out loud, simply voicing thoughts as they came to mind. She’d always end up winging it, when it came time, tinkering around until she could find an ideal solution. “What, so you’re... giving me free rein on this? Really?”

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temporary sanctum || fei & jungsoo

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          “I’M SORRY.. I wish there was more i could do.” jungsoo apologised, feeling nothing but guilt in that particular moment. he hated that she was in pain and there was nothing he could do. he felt the exact same about sam. two of the most important people in his life were injured and cooped up in bed, and he couldn’t do anything. he felt so useless. a heartedly smile appeared on his face as fei leaned into his touch, a silent sigh of relief fell from his lips after. he chuckled along with her, quietly, in attempt to hush himself. god knows what would happen if anybody ratted him out, or if someone came back and noticed he was here. he knew the smile didn’t reach her eyes, and his probably didn’t either. they were both faking their smiles, as much as one could in a situation like this.

his smile turned into a sad one, a nod following. “you know i wouldn’t leave you here on your own, i’ve got to came and annoy you at least once.” his hand began to raise, then his fingers landed on her hair, hand then shaking and messing up her hair. goodbye sad smile, and an amused, devilish grin appeared as he chuckled. brushing his fingers through her hair again, he tamed the mess he had made before bringing his full attention back to her, lacing his hands with hers. a genuine nod, shaking her hands as he spoke. “hey, look at me,” he tilted his head slightly, gaining her attention before continuing. “he’ll be fine, okay? he’s a trooper. and so are you. you’ll both be fine in no time.”

jungsoo gasped, tutting playfully at her as she messed with him, only for the amused grin drop off his face. an immediate concerned one appeared, hands gently grasping her finger and examining it. “shit, are you okay?” he asked, bringing her finger up close, looking intently. when he saw nothing, he sighed in relief, before planting a bunch of pecks on her finger, making a ‘mwah’ sound each time. he had hoped it’d cheer her up slightly, not many people saw this fond and childish side of him. “even when you’re cooped up in bed, you still have the energy to insult me. what are i gonna do with you?” he tutted, teasing as he smiled widely. his heart cracked at her hopeful smile, knowing that the possibility may not even be there, but he couldn’t upset her. not while she was recovering, so instead, he sucked it up and nodded. “i promise.” 

“Don’t be,” Fei responded easily, without hesitation. None of this was Jungsoo’s fault and there was nothing he could do about it, so there was absolutely no reason for him to worry himself sick. This was just another thing that Fei had to overcome on her own and, as unpleasant as it was, she was going to do so with as little burden as she could possibly place on everyone else around her. As soon as she was back on her feet, she’d walk her stubborn ass home and hole up in her own apartment where she could sulk without having to bother Alex for pills and meals or interrupt everyone’s important business just because she craved company. 

Jungsoo was joking around with her, she knew, but the smile plastered on his face radiated such dejection that Fei could feel it becoming contagious, her own eyes drooping in heartache. “I love it when you annoy me. Come annoy me more,” she invited, punctuating the statement with a toothy smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. She knew that he couldn’t, at least not while she was taking up space here--- this visit alone was far too risky, let alone allowing more sneaking in afterwards. Maybe once she was recovered enough to return to her own apartment, contacting him would become easier. She’d never completely stop all contact with him no matter what Minki’s orders were, so there was that constant at least. At Jungsoo’s call for attention, Fei lent him just that, though not without an overdramatic turn of her head, swaying their intertwined hands back and forth slightly. “I know he will,” she answered softly, after a moment’s pause. “I just think he’s sweet and I’m worried about him.”

Fei nearly let out a laugh at his overreaction, though she stopped herself as a means to keep quiet, only letting out hushed giggles as he placed kisses all over her finger. “I’m fine, stop being such a dad,” she whined playfully, turning her hand in his grasp to push her palm straight into the middle of his face. What am I gonna do with you? “Spoil me with sweets and attention?” Fei suggested, innocent smile plastered over her features. She could see in his eyes the exact moment that they lost their light, and so Fei knew she couldn’t trust this promise--- not because Jungsoo had any intention of breaking it but because the world around them seemed to want to drive a wedge between them as of late. Still, a promise was more than nothing, and she took this opportunity to swear not that they would make any plans for the future, but that they would try. She wouldn’t give up on Jungsoo as long as he wouldn’t give up on her. Offering a nod in return, Fei wrapped her pinky finger tightly around his in a silent promise back.

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Another to Care For | Fei & Jungjin

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vc-yujungjin:

Jungjin smiles and makes himself comfortable next to her, a little of his kid side shining through. “I’m glad you’re starting to feel better. I’ve been worried about you.” he started to pout. His pout only deepens more when he hears that Alex had been the only one to drop by and see her regularly. “Just Alex? No one else? Well I’ll do my best to be here and catch you up on everything on the outside. I want to help you..especially after helping me.” 

“You need sleep though..you’re body is still healing. Here!” he says as he fishes out his phone. “Give me you’re number! That way you will never be bored and if you need something you can text me and I’ll come give you whatever you need.~” he gives her an excited smile.

“Oh yeah…” he sighs “I hardly know where to start..” 

The incubus bit his lip while he thought back to when they got back home. It was quite a lot to take in and he wasn’t sure what all he should say or what all he could say. He’s eyes looked over Fei, studying her. He doesn’t have anything to hide, and he has this warm feeling when he’s with the younger. It was something inside of him that told him he could trust her. “Well…I know a-…Minki got into a fight with Jungsoo..I don’t know exactly how bad it was. I just remember hearing some of it.” 

“Ugh..actually..I should back up a bit…” he hesitates and rubs his face with his hands. It was weird..for someone who believed for about half of his life he was human until he turned the ripe age of 18 and that all went downhill, a lot of the knowledge he has about the supernatural is almost none. Then when it comes to the incubus’ gossiping..he can be a little, blunt. “Suki and I had sex….and now I can hear him in my head? Well…we can hear each other..” 

Fei feels like she’s in grade school again, curling into bed at the end of a sleepover to exchange gossip and cheap jokes, but it doesn’t phase her in the slightest--- makes her feel more comfortable, even, head dropping to rest lightly on Jungjin’s shoulder as he settles in beside her. “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be okay,” she protests then, feeling almost guilty that she’d plagued Jungjin’s mind at all, no matter the reason. She didn’t want him to have to deal with that kind of anxiety, he should be resting and recovering and living his best life. “Yeah, just Alex. I don’t really mind, actually. I love everyone here, but they’re a loud bunch, I’d honestly rather be feeling better before I go out there and deal with their shit.”

A wide smile tugs at the edges of her lips as his phone is passed into her hands, and she enters her number into a new contact without hesitation, setting her contact name as feifei with her favorite little sunflower emoji as a finishing touch. She then reached over to the nightstand and passed him her own phone in return, aware that she could just text herself from his in order to get his number, but if she had the chance to set her own contact then he should as well. It was more personal that way, in her own opinion.

She was so grateful for his presence, for his offer to keep her company, now and in the future. It was a soft, comfortable presence, like something one would feel with a close family member--- it was like curling up with her father in a blanket fort and watching old movies on his phone, like downing junk food with Jungsoo and trading the highlights of their week. But Fei had lost her father over a year ago, and she had a burning feeling in her heart knowing that she had limited time with Jungsoo. But this, with Jungjin... it was familiar and comfortable and Fei wanted to stay there with him for as long as possible.

Fei has to tilt her head up a bit, but she keeps her eyes trained on Jungjin as he speaks, eyebrows raising in mild confusion at the last bit. She was a succubus herself, so sex wasn’t exactly a taboo topic to be talking about so casually--- rather, it’s the last statement that throws her off kilter. “Is that... normal...?” she asks cautiously. She’d never been with a siren, so it was hard for her to judge for herself. A couple of mermaids, yes, and that one skinwalker that had a weird obsession with aquatic animals, but never a siren.

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Another to Care For | Fei & Jungjin

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vc-yujungjin:

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The dark haired incubus took a deep breath. He didn’t know why he was so nervous. Maybe it was because he felt guilty. It’s been a few days since they made it back home but Jungjin was too preoccupied with his…life..(for lack of a better word)

He was only now starting to understand a bit of the drama that was around the house. Now even finding out he’s caught in a small part of it as well. He wanted to deal with something fresh today. He wanted to get to know Fei..only worry about her instead of everything else in the house. 

Jungjin takes one more deep breath before knocking on the door of the young vampire, letting himself in to peek his head in. “Fei?” he looks around and gives the younger a sweet smile. “Do you mind if I come in?” 

Only when she gives him the okay he walks in and sits himself next to her being mindful of if she still maybe hurt. “How have you been feeling lately? Has anyone else come to see you?” 

He looks down at his hands for a moment before looking back at her. “Forgive me for popping in so late. I have only figured out what we had missed while we were away..” he explains in a small mutter making it obvious he was having his own problems. 

These four walls were starting to feel like a prison, the injuries that kept her bedridden like a ball and chain tied to her feet. Fei had seen visitors of course, though intermittently and in passing, and she was beginning to feel so isolated, bored out of her mind doing nothing but falling in and out of sleep when she should have been out there, on the front lines as per usual. Not only that, but she ached for home, for her own little apartment filled with her father’s belongings. She hadn’t had a clean change of clothes that actually fit her for days now.

Fei had been on her phone, scrolling halfheartedly through twitter in attempt to pass some time when she heard the knock on the door, only humming quietly in acknowledgement, assuming it had to be Alex popping in once again with food or more meds or just to check up on her injuries. When a different familiar face made its way into view, however, a genuine smile ( that she truly hadn’t known she had left in her ) tugged at the edges of her lips. “JJ!” she greeted, voice weak from underuse, but she put as much enthusiasm as she could currently manage into it. “Yeah, come in, get comfy.”

She struggled to sit up straighter, propping her back against the mound of pillows, a soft sigh escaping her as she managed without too much pain. That was a good sign. “Fine, I guess. Getting better, at least,” she reassured. Truly, not many people had been in to see her, though she racked that up to most of them not wanting to bother her. She’d been pretty fucked up when Jungjin had carried her back into the house days ago, she could only imagine that they wanted to give her ample time to recover. One person that had been in to visit, however, was Jungsoo--- and Fei could talk for hours about how nice it had been to see the older incubus, but he wasn’t supposed to have been there, so she wouldn’t mention it. Not that she thought that Jungjin would spill that information, but he was close with both Minki and Alex, so she didn’t want to take that risk. “Um--- just Alex. He’s been in to bring me food and check on my wounds and all that.”

“That’s okay, my sleep schedule’s all fucked up anyway, I wasn’t going to sleep any time soon.” His next comment caught her attention. She’d heard a bit of the drama echoing through the hallways for the past few days, but she’d only caught small snippets of arguments, unable to piece it all together into one coherent story. “What’s going on out there? Give me the rundown please, it’s so boring in here.”

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temporary sanctum || fei & jungsoo

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vcjungsoo:

          AS MUCH AS fei tried to show jungsoo that she was okay, just seeing her cooped up in bed was enough for him to know she wasn’t, but to keep her happy, he smiled back softly, continuing to push her hair out of her face so he could see her properly. no matter what, no matter how much she didn’t want him to worry about her, to never worry about her, deep down they both knew that he always would. perhaps, a bit too much. part of him felt bad, because technically, in a way, he was supposed to be setting an example for fei. yet instead he was the closest to a disgrace within the gang currently. she was the closest thing to a blood family that jungsoo had, so naturally, the instinct to protect was much, much stronger than he ever thought it would be.

“have they kicked in yet?” he asked, large hands gently brushing her cheek with a fond smile. a bonding moment, a moment in time that he wished he could stay in for ages — to be free from all of the stress, all of the confusion, the frustration, the anger. everything. hand clasping onto hers, holding onto it tightly, but not too tight, because he didn’t know if he’d get the chance to again. not after his secret was out. if the chances of him getting kicked out of the night bloods, or even killed, were high, then he didn’t want to waste the last bit of time he had sulking in his apartment. it was a tricky decision, yes, but he would very much rather be in the comfort and presence of someone he loves, someone he’s closest to. a soft laugh escaping his lips, dropping his head just slightly before raising it again. “yeah, you’re right. he doesn’t know i’m here. to be honest, i think if he knew i was here he’d be ready to beat the shit out of me, so i came at a time i knew hardly anybody would be here. i didn’t want to risk it.” jungsoo confessed, hand that was stroking her hair was slowing down, the atmosphere suddenly slightly more harsh, more serious. would there be any way to avoid this topic?

he grinned at her as she snuggled into the covers, a happy expression covering his face for a few moments before it was wiped away, the mention of the reason as to why she was stuck in bed. “jj’s a good dude, he’ll pull through, and so will you. and don’t call yourself stupid, only i’m allowed to call you that.” he responded jokingly, carefully swatting at her hand as he scolded her, in hopes to make the atmosphere more lighthearted. “yeah, home sweet home.” not for long. “how about, when you’re fully recovered, we go out for ice cream or something? maybe we can go the arcades?” he whispered, a fake smile plastered on his features as he moved his hand from her hair to rest his elbow on the bed, knuckles then resting on the side of his face. if he’s still in the gang by that time..

Fei gave a curt nod in response to his question, taking a moment to be grateful for the strength of the painkillers the other Night Bloods had left on her bedside table. “Yeah. The wounds still hurt when I touch them, but the overall ache is pretty much gone. So that’s... good, I guess.” It was good if she stayed still, really, any sort of movement putting pressure somewhere that couldn’t take it. Who knew throwing yourself around the room to break out of zip ties could cause so much damage? Well... logically, she knew that it wouldn’t be good for her, but the adrenaline at the time had made it feel as if she could do quite literally anything and make it out scott free. Fei leaned into the touch, so much more grateful for friendly company than she’d ever been, the feeling of being surrounded by nothing but enemies having taken a toll on her.

A brief, hushed laugh escaped her as Jungsoo admitted to sneaking behind their leader’s back, though the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. He shouldn’t have to in the first place. Her loyalty and her morals were torn on this matter, wanting so badly to agree with her leader’s choices, but she just didn’t. Jungsoo hadn’t done anything inherently wrong. He hadn’t shared any of their secrets, hadn’t injured one of their own in any way, and yet he was labelled a traitor, for what? For falling in love? If it hadn’t had so many awful repercussions, Fei would have loved this story, would be eagerly awaiting the happy ending that Jungsoo deserved. “But you risked it for me,” she commented, wide eyes gazing up at him. “You shouldn’t have, but... I’m glad you did.” Because if he wasn’t here right now, Fei would have been so utterly alone. Not to mention worried for him, wondering if he was doing okay, if he was even alive.

“I hope so,” Fei muttered, mind wandering to the older boy she’d escaped with. She really, truly worried for him, knowing that the kidnapping had sparked something in his brain, something that she didn’t quite understand but sympathized with. Her thoughts were brought back, however, as Jungsoo teased her, a feigned look of disbelief appearing across her features. “You’re stupid,” she quipped back childishly, swatting back at his hand only to hit an injured finger a little too hard, a tiny ‘ow’ escaping her lips. “Takes one to know one.” Her heart--- stupidly--- filled with hope at Jungsoo’s suggestion, a small optimistic smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “Yeah, please, I’d really love that.” Then, quieter. “Promise?” she asked, holding out her pinky finger in his direction.

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escape act || fei & jungjin

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vc-yujungjin:

Jungjin tried to hide the pain he felt as the forming bruises were slightly touched while Fei climbed on him. He stands up easily, his own adrenaline still pumping through him knowing that the duo were so close to home, he was willing to ignore any kind of pain. “Hey, a promise is a promise. You don’t need any more damage done to your feet than whats already there.”  he gives the younger a reassuring smile. 

He walked along the side walk, this part of town seeming to be rather empty, no one around to pay attention to two people who obviously looked like there were in a bit of trouble. Jungjin’s eyes looked around at every street sign and every building they passed, looking for anything he might recognize, but nothing had jumped out. The male practically had a heart attack the second Fei gasped and felt the younger’s excitement through a small hug. He looks ahead and notices the boutique at the corner of the street. He can’t help but let out a small laugh fast walking up to it and taking the left around it as she instructed. 

The further they followed the path of Fei’s directions the surroundings were staring to get familiar even to him. A few bars, a coffee shop..even he knew his way from this point and it only made him that much more thrilled. It was just a few blocks more, passing by the coffee shop he’s only gone into once, something stops him in mid-step and he doubles over to what could look like to the other; pain. For the incubus it was quite the opposite..he leans against the nearest wall a hard time kicking the sudden forbidden feelings that were hardly the best to feel right now. The gut wrenching wave that came over him doesn’t last long, but his eyes betray him, the incubus’ eyes fill out jet black for a moment before fading back to normal. Damn, the time they had been gone must have been way too long.

Jungjin’s body was weak and he had hardly felt it until now. That could only mean a slight issue for him once he got home…

The familiarity of the area was so refreshing, even if it wasn’t particularly close to where they needed to be at the moment. It was a clear path home from there, and that was all that mattered, Fei keeping her head up to keep a look out around them, to be sure that they weren’t being followed, that they were truly out of danger. And she called out a constant stream of directions to Jungjin, navigating the two of them through the city as they made their way slowly but surely back to the familiar house that the two had been snatched from some nights prior.

There came a point where Jungjin seemed to recognize their surroundings as well, no longer needing her guidance, and so Fei allowed herself to settle more comfortably, her chin propped up against his shoulder as less and less distance was put between them and their destination. The older stopped for a moment, seemingly in pain, though the second Fei opened her mouth to ask if he was okay, the moment had already seemed to pass. And Jungjin didn’t bother to make any comment about it, so Fei didn’t either, simply fixing a cautious gaze upon the elder, hugging him tighter in vague reassurance. 

Not that either of them had much time to be worried, as the outline of Minki’s house ( and the Night Blood’s unofficial favorite meeting spot, apparently ) came into view in the distance, tugging a relieved smile across her lips. She was feeling the pain now, wounds scattered over her body throbbing, entirety of her being feeling weak. She was used to going a fair amount of time without feeding, usually, so she’d conditioned her body not to betray her during times like this, but that didn’t mean it affected her any less. But they were home now, the details of the building becoming clearer as they walked, and so they could worry about everything else once they stepped through the doorway. Right now was a time for celebration.

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temporary sanctum || fei & jungsoo

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vcjungsoo:

          SEEING FEI COOPED up and stuck in bed, bandages and gashes and all sorts scattered all over her skin made jungsoo take a deep, heavy breath in. he never wanted to witness her in a state like that, never wanted to even think that she’d be anywhere close to injured. it was somewhat silly in all honesty, wishing someone to always be safe and sound while being in a gang. it was a wish that couldn’t be granted, something he had to come to terms with. growing up, jungsoo never received affection or attention from his father — instead just pushing through school and then coming home to a house full of random men, air reeking of weed. a regular occurrence that he just had to get use to. then running away and leaving at the age of 16, and ever since he had truly been on his own. his father didn’t even bother looking for him.

he couldn’t help but release a small, almost inaudible chuckle at her scrunched up face, somehow a small smile following after. despite being injured and hurt, she still managed to put a smile onto his face and in at moment, he felt just that little bit more free. slowly, he sunk into the chair placed next to the bed, hand grasping onto one of fei’s gently, not wanting to hurt her. his large hand engulfed in hers only made him bite his lip in thought, wishing it were rather him in the bed instead of her. she was so young, having her whole life ahead of her and here she was, cooped up and injured while forced on bed rest. his heart hurt for her. as he felt a gentle tug against the end of his sleeve, he turned his head towards her and quietly pulled his chair closer, as close as he could get. “do you want anything? some pain killers, a drink, food maybe?” jungsoo asked, as he used his free hand to pull the cover up more. “how’s jungjin doing? is he okay too?” he asked again, free hand then moving to tuck her in more. it was getting slightly colder now, and the incubus didn’t want to risk her getting sick while recovering. that was the last thing he wanted. eyes moving back up, looking at her, slowly shaking his head before licking his lips. “you’re back both back now, and that’s all that matters. you should focus on recovering.” he spoke, hand then moving to stroke her hair as he continued. “not much. just us worried shit about you both, minki stressed, alex trying to calm him down — you know, the usual.”

Fei could feel Jungsoo’s eyes on her, knew that being around her like this wasn’t sparing well for his mood, and so she sent a reassuring smile in his direction, a hopeful way to convince him that she’d be okay eventually, despite her current state. She didn’t want him to worry about her--- she didn’t want any of them to worry about her, but Jungsoo especially. She felt perfectly fine now, really, no longer held captive in an undisclosed location but instead surrounded by people she knew she could trust, people who cared for her and had vowed to keep her safe. She may be physically injured, but injuries heal and truly, being at peace of mind was always much more important to her. Not to mention that Jungsoo had quite the problem of his own to be fretting over at the moment--- Fei really didn’t want to plague his mind with anymore unnecessary stress.

She was so relieved, really, that she could manage to bring him happiness, even in her current state. She felt special, knowing that he wasn’t this genuinely happy with very many, knowing that he’d been through a lot, both deep in the past and up until now. Not that she knew how he was with anyone outside of the Night Bloods--- perhaps Ace made him this happy as well, maybe even more so. If that was the case, then Fei supported him wholeheartedly, wouldn’t mind giving up her time with him in order for him to be somewhere that he could be truly comfortable. It would all be worth it. “Hm, no thank you. I just downed a whole cocktail of pills only like an hour ago. And I have a feeling that Minki doesn’t know you’re here, so I’m not gonna send you to the kitchen,” she quipped, throwing him a pointed look, though all seriousness was thrown out the window with the fond smile that accompanied it. As the covers were pulled tighter around her, Fei wiggled a bit to get into a more comfortable position lying on her side, sighing in content as she managed without any sharp amounts of pain. “JJ’s okay, I think. He took a bit of a beating saving my stupid ass, but as far as I know, he’ll be fine.” And thank god for that, truly. Fei would have taken the brunt of everything if it meant that Jungjin would be okay. A soft laugh escaped her lips at Soo’s response about the events of her absence. “Ah, home sweet home, huh?”

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escape act || fei & jungjin

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vc-yujungjin:

Home free, they were home free. Finally out of the house that held his worst nightmare over his head. He was heading back with his new friend, sister possibly, and that’s all that mattered. 

It made him feel better that while they had looked around the meeting room before, even Fei had no idea what was going on. The Black Veil had their chance, they could have killed them, they could have kept them for ransom, anything. Yet what they only did was create such a scare. They targeted the two who visually looked vulnerable, but fortunately had enough drive in them to get them where they were now. The pair had run off, far enough to where they no longer see the building, but continued deep into the concrete jungle that was Agdoeg. “I..I don’t know where we might be. I haven’t exactly spent a lot of time outside.” he frowns once they come to a slow stop, the incubus panting from how far and how fast they ran. 

Jungjin turned around to face Fei, checking over her and pouts has he see’s her feet leaving tracks of blood on the ground. “Fei..let me carry you. We might not be followed, but just in case we are..” he trails off and kneels down low enough to gesture for the younger to climb on his back. “I did warn you I would do this.” he give a small smile.

They needed a new plan. The older definitely did not think this far. Only once the girl was on his back, he started walking, eyes looking around for anything familiar, anything he might have been to before. It made him feel useless, ashamed that he had spend so long hiding since he was taken in and not getting to know the city. Knowledge that he would have gained over time going out on his own would have made things a lot easier. “Do you perhaps recognize anything?” 

Heavy breaths escaped her as the two came to a rest, and she stretched her arms up above her head in order to help herself breathe more thoroughly. She had more stamina than this usually, but the sequence of recent events really wasn’t helping much in that department--- not to mention that there was absolutely no telling what had been in the serum that originally knocked them out, let alone how long they’d been unconscious, probably without food and water. Surely they had both made it this far on pure adrenaline and determination almost exclusively. 

Fei huffed out a soft sigh in response to his answer, not necessarily aimed at Jungjin himself but rather in response to the situation as a whole. She really needed to get him out more after this was over, after they’ve both had plenty of time to recover--- surely Minki would trust them out together after all they’d been through. They did make a pretty good team, after all. At Jungjin’s suggestion, she followed his gaze down toward her own feet, vague shock falling over her expression as she realized she’d been bleeding all this time--- she was almost numb to all pain at this point, her body urging her to push through for just a bit longer. And he had warned her, after all, and she had agreed to let him carry her home, so she couldn’t go back on that promise, could she? Especially not when he offered such logic.

Carefully, knowing that he very well could have been injured after the scuffle he’d had with that guard back there, Fei accepted the offer, climbing up onto his back, arms draped loosely over his shoulders. Did she recognize anything? She craned her neck, using her new vantage point from this height to search the area for any familiar landmarks. They were back somewhere in the heart of the city, certainly, the surrounding buildings looking vaguely familiar but not enough of a frequent location to be able to tell which way they needed to go from here. Wait--- An excited gasp came over her, eyes lighting up in recognition as she recognized the storefront of a boutique she’d come to quite a lot. “Yes! Take a left up here!” she exclaimed, arms wrapping themselves slightly tighter around Jungjin in some sort of celebration. 

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escape act || fei & jungjin

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vc-yujungjin:

Its always the little things that help out the older when it comes to hard times. Having Fei hug him back, feeling the way she fit comfortably in his arms, was such a sweet sensation. It helped push away the pain and soreness that was slowly starting to settle in, breathing still not the easiest thing to do at the moment. The older was glad that she saw his side. This wasn’t a rescue mission, it was a survival mission, and that meant they had to look out for each other, not one or the other. His hand came up to pet her head as well until she pulled herself away hearing her echo his thoughts of windows. 

He watched her carefully while the wheels in her head turned. Find a room? Of course, finding windows in a hallway weren’t very common at all. With their hands still clasped together they made it further down the hallway. Fei had seemed to pick the first door that called out to her, pulling him along into what looked like an empty room. Jungjin sighed in relief of their luck. Still with no weapons who knows what their chances might have been when it came to having to fight any of the Black Veils again.

Jungjin let his eyes search the place, it looked like some kind of conference room. Did that mean where they were was some kind of headquarters for the Black Veils? “A..meeting room?” he says out loud while he takes a look at the large table. “You don’t think this place could be..theirs do you?”

Only after the older got his mind back in the game of their escape, he could see two large windows at the back of the room, letting in the natural light to the room. This had to be the home stretch. It was Jungjin’s turn to pull the younger with him to the back of the place looking through each window carefully. Their assumptions were correct. Both were originally stowed away in the second floor, and made their way down to the first. Both windows showed clear, pathways, no guards that seemed to be walking the perimeter. “This is it…” he breaths out, pulling open one of the windows and pushing out the mesh screen outside of it. “Slip out of here..and run like hell..” 

The dark haired male squeezed his way out of the window and turned to hold his hand out for Fei to join. 

Fei shared his confusion, eyes sweeping over the contents of the room as a crease began to form between her eyebrows. It didn’t make sense, but then again, nothing in this building so far had been quite perfectly logical. Where the upper level of the building, especially the rooms in which they were held captive, had seemed almost like a mix between an abandoned warehouse and a home that had survived a tornado, the ground level so far was much cleaner, more modern, more lived in, as if the halls and rooms of this floor were meant for regular use. So had the top floor been staged, then? Purposefully made to look like something it’s not, to try and throw them off of the trail of their true location? Nothing made sense.

“Honestly? I have no idea.” And that was the best explanation that she could give at the moment, too many thoughts swirling through her mind to be able to piece them into any sort of coherent theory. And so she stored those thoughts somewhere deep in her brain, saved them for later when she would be bombarded with questions and forced to come up with some kind of logical explanation. But right now that wasn’t something she was concerned with--- right now she just needed to get herself and Jungjin out of this goddamned building, nothing more, nothing less. 

Without a second thought, she followed close on Jungjin’s heels toward the back of the room, eyes sweeping the area outside for potential danger. And--- surprise, surprise--- nothing stood in their way. “It’s like they want us to escape,” she whispered, nearly inaudible. And partly, that phrase was meant to poke fun at the Black Veils’ stupidity, but just maybe she could have been onto something. Not that it mattered right then. Fei took a moment to breathe as she watched the older create an opening for them, knowing that as soon as their feet landed on solid ground, they’d have to make a run for it.

Slipping out through the opening of the window, Fei didn’t hesitate for even a moment before returning her hand to its spot in Jungjin’s. And then she ran. She ignored the pain against the soles of her feet, the soreness of her limbs, simply allowed adrenaline to take over and numb the pain. Her eyes wandered as they ran, searching hopelessly for any landmarks that might tell them where they are, give them any clue as to the way back. “You happen to know where we are?”

[jesterfields]

an angel

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temporary sanctum || fei & jungsoo

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vcjungsoo:

          WITHIN THE LAST week or two, so much had happened that jungsoo pretty much felt like he had whiplash. from the fight with honey, the assault, the ambush, and then the kidnappings. word got around quickly with gangs, and everybody was on guard ever since. on high alert, attention peeled out for anything that deemed in the slightest suspicious. and with the recent incidents, he didn’t necessarily want to be seen much, especially by his own gang. he wasn’t sure if they were ready to fight him, or if they would simply just ignore him and pretend that he wasn’t there. underneath the fear and worry for sam, he held much of it for fei too. she was considered a sister to jungsoo, a sister he never truly had. the moment he met fei, he made it a task for him to protect her, to look out for her. she was only young, sitting at the age of nineteen while jungsoo was twenty four. both being of the same species, they always held this unspoken bond and naturally, he felt close to her. so the moment he heard about the kidnappings, and knowing fei was one of them, he could feel his heart break. the one task he set himself and promised to do, he had failed.

he couldn’t explain his happiness when he found out that she was back, knowing where she was, and she was away from harm. truth be told, soo didn’t know how long he would be around for after minki spoke to him after the news, if he’d even be around. and with that pondering thought imbedded onto his mind, he forced himself to leave his apartment and visit her. and that’s how he found himself slowly opening the door of the guest room, head poking around the corner as he walked in. the moment he saw fei’s face light up, his automatically mimicked, a big grin tattooed. closing the door quietly, trying to make his presence unknown as much as he could, he strolled over to the bed and slowly leant down, placing a soft, delicate kiss onto her forehead as he brushed a strand of hair out of her face. “hey, you,” whispering quietly, a fond smile and softly brushing his thumb against her forehead. “don’t worry about that for now.” shaking his head gently, he tilted his head slightly as he looked at her. he didn’t know how long he had left until the possibility of him being kicked out would genuinely happen, and if that were the case, he didn’t want to spend this time talking about him. he came to see her. “how are you feeling?”

Jungsoo’s presence was so unexpected, and yet that almost made it feel even better to see him sneak through the doorway. Fei had a bit of a hard time accepting anyone as anything remotely close to family since her father’s death, but Jungsoo somehow managed to make the cut right away. It felt only natural, really, to fall into a pattern so sibling-like with someone who felt almost as if he were meant to be her brother but some higher power had changed their mind last minute and separated them. She looked up to him like no one else, relying on his guidance and overall comforting presence to pull her through. So the prospect that the higher ups of her own gang were so upset with him at the moment was troubling for her, knowing that she had no place to stand up for him but needing so desperately for him not to leave her. Jungsoo had always been a comforting beacon in her absolutely insane life, and she wasn’t quite sure how she was supposed to go on in his absence. 

Fei’s heart felt so full in light of all of the physical affection that she could almost forget about her pain for a moment, nose scrunching up comedically in response to the kiss placed on her forehead. Wide eyes blinked up at him for a moment, a silent thank you for being there for her. Don’t worry about that for now. That would be a bit of a difficult feat. Of course Fei knew that she wasn’t in the best shape at the moment, that she should just sit back and allow herself to be showered in affection as she healed, but that wouldn’t stop her concern for Jungsoo’s situation from making a home in the forefront of her brain. Sure, she had been through something a bit rough, but she was back now, safe and sound, crisis averted, while Jungsoo’s fate was still unknown. And that bugged her. Her uninjured hand rose to the end of his sleeve, playing with the fabric there as some offhanded signal for him to remain close. “I’m okay,” she answered simply, voice hushed. “In pain, but it’ll heal, it always does. And I wasn’t alone, Jungjin was there, so I think I can deal.” And that was the truth, really. She was so conditioned by such experiences that it almost didn’t phase her anymore. “Did I miss anything while I was gone?”

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escape act || fei & jungjin

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vc-yujungjin:

Like hell he was going to give up, Jungjin knew that much. All the adrenaline he had running through his body, the promises of making it back home were all he needed to hold on, no matter of the forming bruises he could feel that will later appear on his back. Hearing the ping of the syringe he had kicked as it arched up was satisfying to hear, even watching Fei catch it told him he only had to hold on a little longer. Jungjin tried his best to pull himself back to make enough room for the younger to plunge the instrument into the man’s neck, sighing in relief as she followed through and the brute slowly lost consciousness. The incubus feel along with him, panting trying to get his breathing back, but damn did it hurt to breathe.

“Don’t..be..” he groans as he tries to sit himself up, a grimace showing on his face after hearing her apologize. “We protect each other okay?” he speaks again reaching out for her hand to help stand on his feet. “Don’t think that you are doing this alone to protect me..I’m no assassin, but I can fight when I have to.” It was something strange to see. One minute the girl before him was fierce, willing to put herself in a dangerous spot and still come out of there in one piece, but seeing those eyes look at him concerned twisted something in him. He could feel the older brother he usually is with his sibling bleed over to Fei. Jungjin didn’t let go of her hand just yet, but pulled her into a quick hug. “I’ll be okay, I promise. Let’s just get out of here in one piece and we can worry about each other then.”

Once he pulls away, he keeps his hand in Fei’s, so they could continue to walk down the halls to find the quickest exit. There were no windows on the second floor they were on, now hopefully on the ground floor, they could find a window to sneak out of instead of possibly having to go through another pair of the Black Veils. “The sooner we get out of here the better right? Let’s see if we find any windows..maybe we are on the ground floor now.” he whispers.

Fei could feel her expression contorting into something of concern as she glanced over Jungjin, eyes wandering to pinpoint any possible injuries. And she found that there was nothing visibly pressing at the moment, but judging by the brute strength that the guard had used to slam him back against the wall, he was bound to be in pain, and that thought alone was enough to upset her. We protect each other. A small smile began to form at her lips, eyes wide with admiration and trust as she tugged on his hands to help him stand. “...Okay.” She found that she liked that bit of mutual agreement, even if her original plan was to take the fall to get Jungjin home, knowing that Minki and Alex would have her head on a stick if she didn’t manage at least that much.

Naturally, she returned the hug, arms wrapping loosely around his middle as her face was pressed into his shoulder. She found that Jungjin was right--- that their first priority was to find their way out, that any other concerns could wait until that has been done. “Deal,” she agreed easily as he pulled away, still holding tight to his hand afterwards. Her eyes trailed the walls as they made their way further through the hallway. “Windows...” she echoed, processing the thought. Considering the fact that they haven’t seen any during their stay here so far, the task might prove more difficult than it seemed. Then again, if they were on the ground floor, there may be a greater chance of finding such a thing. “Our best bet would be to find a room that we can get into, then? I doubt this is an exterior hallway, that would just be a poor design choice,” she commented offhandedly.

Her eyes locked on a door farther down the hallway, quite similar to those of the rooms they’d been held captive in earlier. “We can try this one?” she suggested quietly, quickly making her way to the doorway. Unlocked. A relieved sigh escaped her as she inched the door open, double checking that there wasn’t anyone inside before tugging Jungjin in, closing the door behind them. The room seemed to be some sort of meeting room, a large oblong table situated in the middle surrounded by nearly a dozen office chairs. And what do you know? Natural light. Maybe there was a way to slip out undetected after all.

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escape act || fei & jungjin

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vc-yujungjin:

When we get back.

It felt so nice to hear the phrase from someone else, looking forward instead of staying stuck in the present. Promises of the future were things that had helped Jungjin out the most with is old owner. In return he just gives a confident nod. “I look forward to it.”

He couldn’t help himself from letting out a small giggle when he sees his smile returned. He was hoping this was the spark of a new friendship, someone to look after, someone to share the same interest with. Someone like Minki had told him to help find more about himself. The answer to finding more about just what kind of person he is seems to lay with creating friends.

It was a struggle trying to keep his younger self under control and handle himself like he knows how to do. They had give him enough training to defend himself, but the trouble was when it comes to the subject of kidnapping it frightens him. A full grown 25 year old haunted by what’s happened to him 10 years go. His panic was interrupted the moment Fei tugged him against the wall, voices so close now he could practically makeout words. He could only hear that and the sound of his heart beating hard against his chest.  

It all had happened so fast, he only feels Fei squeeze his hand one last time before he watches her take down one of the guys around the corner. The first was a complete success, even he had a small jump for joy forgetting the nerves he’s had since the first time he heard the mumble of these members of the Black Veil. It was short lived when he realized almost along with her that the girl didn’t have a second plan for the remaining guard. Jungjin felt himself gasp watching the second guy about to charge at Fei and in an instant his protective side kicked in.

The incubus charged right after him, jumping on his back to put him in a choke hold, and doing his best to kick off the syringe he had that was still hooked onto his belt, aiming it at Fei to catch. If his hold on the guard wasn’t going to take him down then a dose of the serum they gave them sure would. He was holding on as their lives depended on it, even still not letting go no matter how much the guard clawed at him and tried to ram him into the wall to force him off for a breath of air. He tried to keep his grunts and whines of pain to himself, waiting for Fei to deliver the last blow.

It had happened so suddenly, but almost in slow motion, somehow. Fei’s brain was spinning fast, running through every last option she had to pull this off, take the second Black Veil down, and somehow come out of it relatively unscathed. Of course she could go in just like this, fists bared, hoping to pin him down long enough to grab the syringe, but brute strength had never been her strong suit and gaining the upper hand on someone so obviously stronger than her would be nearly impossible. She could have turned and ran right then, even, sure she could outrun him for long enough until she could slip from his sight, return to the shadows, but that would mean leaving Jungjin and that simply wasn’t an option. No go. It was a standstill. 

But just like that, the older Night Blood had appeared from his hiding spot around the corner and taken advantage of the surprise to maneuver the guard into a chokehold from behind. And Fei was impressed, really, for someone whose job within the gang had nothing to do with violence, but she didn’t have any spare time to admire. Just like that, the playing field was once again level and she needed to use this borrowed time to reform any semblance of a plan that she could. The syringe went airborne, and Fei didn’t think twice before snatching it, rushing forward to plunge the needle into the side of the guard’s neck. He fell unconscious almost immediately, by the serum or Jungjin’s crushing grip, maybe a bit of both. A relieved sigh escaped her lips, and she hurried to Jungjin’s side, eyes scanning for any injuries.

“I’m so sorry,” she let out, though she wasn’t quite sure exactly what she was apologizing for--- it just felt right. For going in without a solid plan, perhaps? Putting him in danger? Winging it had never been something she excelled in, always much more competent with a plan in place, and that much showed through now. “Thank you--- I, um... I really don’t know what I would’ve done without you just now,” Fei admitted honestly, offering her hands to help him up into a more solid stance.

“You okay? Do we need to take a break for a bit?” It would be better to keep moving, of course, to make it out as soon as possible, but judging by the veil of silence that had fallen over the hallway, no other guards had been alerted by their recent scuffle. It would probably be okay to take a quick breather to regain their strength if necessary.