A FANTASY LAND?

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A FANTASY LAND?
OPEN -- SNAP WITH ??
✧ ⋆ ☆ JIYEONG .
JI: like an ocd thing???? JI: honestly he could’ve had me but he chose her instead 🥺 JI: i would’ve treated him real well, i would’ve JI: i would’ve even you know let him walk barefoot at home JI: like any good wife JI: not just any older men JI: i’m into hot older men 😌
BYEOL: everyone's bound to downgrade sometimes BYEOL: shame he went from a 10 to a -90 yikes BYEOL: . . . . was that harsh? it sounded harsh BYEOL: the Best wife :( rip to what could have been BYEOL: ty for making the distinction BYEOL: i was abt to break out the 'you can do better than any crusty dusty old man' speech BYEOL: i mean i can give it to you if you want to hear it still
✧ ⋆ ☆ AESIN.
“Which animal shelter?”, Aesin mused for a second, gently using her fingers to close Byeol’s fist, making sure she’d keep the pin to herself. With her head cocked to the side for a few moments, she finally came to the conclusion that; “The one close to Hwajeon subway station.” The thought reminded her of how she sometimes liked to get lost in the city, trying to find little mysteries within the sea of skyscrapers.
There was just this problem about the question Byeol had asked her –– After all, Aesin wasn’t really paying that much attention to the cloud, as her stare had somehow wandered back to the other female. Byeol was special, she radiated an overpowering energy, something that Aesin had never felt before. She bit her lower lip, thinking, as she tilted her head back up, looking at the cloud formations. “Maybe it is a star. Just like you.”, Aesin said with a bright smile, nudging the other’s shoulder, enjoying any sort of connection with her. “Or maybe it is a starfish.”
A chuckle escaped her lips as she pondered about her own, stupid words. Usually, she never said anything like that, even jokes were something she just didn’t really enjoy or partake in. She was a woman of few words anyways, as she liked to think about the words she chose in her head before actually speaking them out loud –– but whenever she was with Byeol, her entire being seemed to change; Suddenly she liked saying stupid things just to make the girl laugh, suddenly she was touchy and craved every little brush against the other, the only thing that seemed like normality was her looking at the clouds, and still –– she saw Byeol up there.
She turned back to Byeol, gently placing one of her hands on her shoulder plate, enjoying the feeling of fabric against her fingertips. “Would you like to get some ice cream, dear?”, Aesin asked, suddenly craving the sweet, frozen liquid. “What’s your favorite flavor?”, and there it was, that thirst to know everything about the other still needed to be quenched.
as aesin explained which animal shelter had been so kind as to give her such a lovely pin, byeol's eyes widened and lightened. "i know that one!" when she used to have to commute to her old job, she'd pass by it nearly every day on her way. she always had wanted to venture inside and ask if there was anything she could possibly do -- volunteering was something she enjoyed to no end, after all -- but she never got around to doing it. no surprise that aesin had, however; to byeol, aesin was capable of anything. "it's lovely and i'm sure you helped a lot of animals, so it's a win-win."
the possibility of the cloud not only being a star but a starfish enchanted byeol. count on aesin to allow her to look at the world in a different light. cocking her head to the side, she flashed a grin at the cloud in question. "if you say it's a starfish, then it's a starfish! i’ll just follow your lead, aesin."
whenever byeol was around aesin, she found herself constantly wanting more. not in the obvious way ( okay, well, not really, at least ) but more in the type of way in which she wanted to sit down and listen to aesin’s entire, unabridged life story. byeol would be hung on her every word ( as had become the norm whenever she was with the brilliant, bright-eyed girl. )
the prospect of ice cream sounds too good to pass up, especially since byeol was regretting putting on a sweater for the day’s events. she was usually freezing no matter where she was or what she was wearing, but today was different. it could have been because aesin was around which heightened all of byeol’s senses. maybe it could have just been the fact that byeol was sure she was blushing a deep, dark red. “ice cream sounds great, and i know a really cool place nearby that offers nearly 20 flavors!” she affirmed before furrowing her brow at the way she sounded. “i sound like a commercial. anyway, my favorite flavor is raspberry swirl. it’s so good. what is yours?”
(190130) yeeun - like it
✧ ⋆ ☆ JUNSEO.
she shifts easily to driving one handed, fishing around the cup holder between them for her phone. “don’t worry, i’ll send it to you!” her eyes switch from screen to road every few seconds, and its absolutely reckless, but that doesn’t stop her. “actually,” she copies the link to her playlist, appropriately titled “things to scream to while driving” and sends her that. “there we go! now you’re obligated to learn every single song on there so that next time we’re out and about we can sing together.” she beams at the other before dropping her phone back to its resting place. despite being half focused on the road, the fake smile doesn’t go unnoticed. “i’d say its you who attracts all the attention,” a desperate attempt at getting her to laugh. “you’re the cute one.” she takes a hand off the wheel to give byeol’s a reassuring squeeze, one that says without words: i know, i understand, i’m here for you. she makes a turn going nowhere, but then finds a familiar road that gives her an idea. it only takes a few minutes before she pulls up into a parking lot, shaded by a canopy of thick trees, and safely secluded. “okay, so, what happened? give me names, give me addresses, and i’ll gladly send out jiyeong on them.”
the blonde nods, deciding that this song would fit right in to her favorite playlist. it was a nice thing to distract from the utter turmoil that was tearing her self-confidence to shreds. how stupid she had been, how completely naive to assume that things would be fine and that she could have trusted anyone other than herself. sure, she could trust junseo but that was a given at this point . . . was her trust unearned? she suddenly wonders if that was the case and finds herself frowning.
“ouch?” byeol feigns offense as she goes so far as to put a hand over her heart. “here i was, thinking we were friends. i guess not.” however, her sudden mood change deceives her and she’s smiling. june was wonderful beyond wonderful. in a world that was constantly proving itself to be cold and dark, she was a bright light. she could be trusted. “so . . . earlier today, i was with a client and everything was going fine. i was so close to getting the deal done, but then he started acting weird. i think that he saw through me. suddenly, he got up and ran out of the shoppe. the whole thing really freaked me out and i'm not even sure why. before he left, i think i saw him grab something out of his jacket. do you think he could have been recording the conversation? recording me?"
✧ ⋆ ☆ @miinjvn
byeol was hot on the trail, eager to find out what had been making such a mysterious noise that was emanating from behind her shop. somehow, someway she’d managed to convince minjun to come along with her, hoping that if it was some sort of animal lurking around, he’d be able to handle it calmly and -- well -- if it scratched someone, at least it would scratch him and not her ( she had a reputation to uphold, after all. )
“did you hear that?” she asked, turning the flashlight on and shining its light in the direction from which she could have sworn the sound was coming. “i swear, whatever it is, it sounds angry. can you see anything?”
OPEN -- SNAP WITH ??
✧ ⋆ ☆ JIYEONG.
JI: she’s a bitch anyway, whoever the fuck is so controlling they make their boyfriend stop eating something he likes??? JI: she also once took my coffee without asking so :-/ JI: hey it doesn’t hurt to ask JI: maybe he is one of those hot old people JI: like uuuuh johnny depp??? JI: johnny depp could like… get it… 🥴
BYEOL: someone who constantly has to be in control of everything, probably. BYEOL: yikes. he can do better. BYEOL: SHE DID? consider the apology REDACTED BYEOL: oh my god oh my god oh my GOD ji BYEOL: 😔 i'll pray on that. BYEOL: AH who knew u were into older men? BYEOL: i'll remember that
✧ ⋆ ☆ CLAY.
they wonder if this is how sun gods feel when they shine , they’ve also just struck a flint with their teeth &. they are watching their own forests burn. feeling the heat from the flames &. never being done with the game , still waiting to get burned. ❝ i try to be good to the pretty customers. ❞ they tease while tapping their fingers against the table , they’ve been burning these pyres for a while , now. striking the same forest with the same flint time &. time again , waiting for someone to listen to their cries. ❝ my life has been so boring , i need to hear some drama. so please , tell. ❞ are they even close to approaching ecstasy yet ? are they any closer to violent divinity then when they melted gold flakes into their lungs.
byeol couldn't stop the enchanted giggle that bubbled out of her when clay insisted that they only helped the 'pretty' customers. if she didn't consider them one of her closest friends, she'd worry that she was being conned. truth be told, clay could have a future in the business if they so desired. "you sure you're not just sucking up to me because you want me to give you a good tip?" she teased right back, eyes bright with mischief.
talking with clay was just so easy because they had a knack for matching byeol note for note in every conversation; to byeol, she realized that's what made them so great at what they did. it wasn't hard to trust clay . . . and that's what made them an asset.
"from what you've told me in the past, your life is far from boring, but if you insist." byeol spoke before taking a sip of her drink. perfect. "alright, so . . . i had a woman come into the shop and, at first, i thought she’d be just a regular customer. she’d come in, ask me to read some ancient family heirloom and walk away -- but that wasn’t the case. she came in and handed me her dead grandmother.” byeol paused when she realized that wasn’t quite the best way to put it. “well, her grandmother’s urn. she wanted me to see how the woman had died. can you believe that? do i look like a private eye?”
✧ ⋆ ☆ AESIN.
Byeol. Byeol, Byeol, Byeol. Whenever Aesin looked at the stars at night, she would think about Byeol. Not only because of the name, but because the little shining things in the sky made her think about Byeol as well –– their shine, their twinkle, they had this beauty that was mysterious and at the same time so comforting; they would always be there. And that was the feeling every time Aesin met the other girl. When she had asked Aesin to go for a walk in the park, she immediately said yes, even though usually Aesin had to think about things for a while. Unless she really wanted something, then the whole process usually went pretty quickly. “Oh,” Aesin exclaimed, looking down onto her clothes. “It’s just a little pin.”, she explained, just something she had gotten for free for donating some money to the local animal shelter; it was in the form of a little paw. She carefully undid it, offering it to Byeol with an open palm. She was glad they shared a common love of animals, Aesin every so often trying to eat something vegan; something she hadn’t even thought of until she met Byeol –– it seemed like the woman held some sort of witchcraft over her. Maybe it was that whole crystal ball thing she had going on.
Aesin grabbed the other’s arm, pulling her to the side, dragging her down along with her to sit down on the grass. Her had was titled back, her hair moving along with the slight breeze.
“Aren’t the clouds such a pretty color today?”, she asked, using her finger to point upwards. “What does that one look like to you?”
byeol inched a little closer to aesin to examine the pin that was catching the light and glittering. it was pretty cute and byeol grinned up at the other woman. "how nice. which animal shelter is that from?" she had half a mind to take some of the money she made while working and donate to the shelter; byeol had been meaning to do it for a while . . . she was just worried that, should someone find out about the nature in which the money was obtained, they'd turn around to take it away from the animals that needed it the most. such was the near constant push and pull that came with what she did. it was the nature of the beast, she supposed.
however, she didn't have to worry about wanting a similar pin for too long, for aesin was soon handing her something. byeol looked down at the palm of her hand and, trying to ignore the pounding of her heart when she felt aesin's hand on hers ( even for a split second that was over too soon ), she realized she'd been given the pin. "oh, aesin. thank you so much but i could never -- i mean, you're the one who donated to the shelter and it looks so lovely with your outfit." she complimented, trying her best to hand it back to aesin. it was such a sweet sentiment, but there was no way byeol could take something of aesin's and not worry about being greedy.
suddenly, everything else had flown right out of byeol's mind. aesin was so, so, so close and byeol wondered if this was what having a heart attack felt like. the same comfortable calm that crept up on her whenever the other was around eased her heart rate back to a normal speed. byeol still worried about saying the wrong thing, but didn't think aesin to be the type to actually judge her for being a bit of a dunce every now and again. beaming up at the clouds, byeol had to admit that the day truly was glorious. "oh wow, they are! to me, that one looks kind of like a star. see all the pointed edges?" she tried to point them out to aesin before she asked the same thing of her. "what does it look like to you?"
OPEN -- SNAP WITH ??
✧ ⋆ ☆ JIYEONG.
JI: hyeon??? JI: nah, i think i saw joowon’s name on the list this morning??? he’s been taking up more shifts, i wonder why… JI: hyeon is just allergic to soy products, it’s in her nature to dislike anything soy related JI: she said she once tried to kiss her boyfriend but he’d just had a soy milk and she was sick the next day JI: so now he’s not allowed to use any soy milk in his drinks anymore JI: well JI: even if he’s a teacher JI: is he hot????
BYEOL: oh see ok that makes sense BYEOL: now i feel kind of bad :( BYEOL: thanks for letting me know. next time i see her i'll be sure to apologize for being a bitch for no reason BYEOL: JIYEONG!!! BYEOL: NO HE'S NOT HE'S OLD AND ........ BYEOL: JUST N O BYEOL: unless you're into that ??? 🤔
what's your very first memory?
✧ ⋆ ☆ “i remember being about four or five and we were out in the yard with one of the ladies who took care of us. my mother tagged along for whatever reason but didn’t take kindly to one of my older sisters basically clinging to the nanny. to top it all off, she called her ‘mother.’ i was never sure if she did it on purpose or if it was an accident. either way, it was the last time i ever saw miss songhyun again.”
What would you do if you had no electricity for a whole day?
✧ ⋆ ☆ “probably go outside and start shit with people face-to-face as opposed to doing it from behind a screen.”
if your parents offered you billions of won, would you go back to your old life?
✧ ⋆ ☆ “as much as i want to say no and talk about how much better off i am now ( excluding conning people out of thousands on a weekly basis ) . . . i’m not entirely sure that i would. they still are my parents, after all -- but things would have to change. so, to answer the question, i don’t think i would if they were only giving me the money. they’d have to display some actual compassion on top of it.”
if given the chance, would you take it?
✧ ⋆ ☆ “definitely. life’s too short not to take chances and, sometimes, the rewards outweigh the risks. it’s all about being able to determine good chances from bad ones.”
What’s your ideal type?
✧ ⋆ ☆ "someone who fits the ‘strong and silent’ personality type. i don't want to be the one having to hold everything together; i’ll do it if i have to, but i’m not sure i’d do a good job.”
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