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Neighborly | LYJ &GCS
Perhaps, were he a bit more like the typical male, Chanshik might have taken a sick joy at having a lady’s underthings in his grasp. Maybe even going so far as to imagine the surely beautiful figure they belonged to and on. Thankfully, he was not and couldn’t seem to rid himself of the heated blood that continuously rushed to his face every time the garment was remembered. No matter how many times the adult scolded himself, the awkward embarrassment refused to cease its attacks. Upon taping his note, the business owner had promptly slipped them into an empty bag left over from some boutique or another, out of sight and hopefully soon out of mind. He’d expected their owner to be around for them pretty quickly, honestly, and had left it sitting on a bookshelf by the door in anticipation.
When a knock resounded through the small apartment, he looked up from a reclined position on the bed with new book in hand, The Copernicus Complex, hopeful anticipation alighting in his stomach. Finally, nearly oozed from every pore as a breath of relief and he crossed the open space, unlocking the door with rosy cheeks. Blinking owlishly, the blush only deepened to crimson as he floundered in the face of a pretty woman who appeared rather affronted. “Um… hello?” Despite his desire to return the pair of panties to their owner and complete his good deed of the day, possibly month if he could wring enough karma from it, Chanshik had no desire to shove a bag of underwear at a neighbor who’d only come to beg a cup of sugar or something. “I don’t suppose you’re here for the,” a deep breath preceded the next words as he contemplated how best to put it, “things?” Pointing uselessly behind him, the raven haired males face was stuck awkwardly in an awful, half-grimace.
yejin was tapping her feet in an impatient manner as she stood waiting at the other side of the door, she wanted to know how he had actually acquired her underwear. she thought of all the worst possibilities, had he broken into her apartment? was he a pervert? would she be kidnapped? maybe he is a serial killer.... she stood staring at the door in shock, maybe it wasn't even hers. it could have been any other female's underwear. she was snapped out of her thoughts as the door finally opened and she started up at a taller male, her lower lip a little pursed out while she was giving him a firm stare. she let out a soft huff, was he talking about the underwear? she wasn't really sure-- he seemed a little too shy about it all.
❛ if you mean the underwear-- ❜ she started, her voice firm as she looked in the direction of where his finger was pointing and without even blinking she stepped into his apartment ans as she passed him she voiced ❛ then yes i am! ❜ yejin walked past him and towards the bag, looking inside it real quickly, before letting out a soft sigh. when she realized that she had actually walked straight into his apartment, somehow it left her shocked. why at a time like this did she do that. yejin quickly turned around on her heel and stared at the male, blinking. ❛ so why do you have these? are you a pervert?! ❜ she questioned him and again she realized that she was probably being to upfront about it-- but she had to ask, that was she would know who to keep away from in the apartment.
▐ wounded pride.
Drawing up into a crouch on the sofa, toes bracing against the edge of the fabric, Kangjoon swirls light fingers lazily over the rim of the goldfish bowl on the table, watching idly as Ponyo followed the lines his fingers traced over the glass. Without glancing up, Kangjoon can perfectly picture the distinct horizon of cars, shifting unperturbed like starlight, dividing the streets. It is late — early, maybe, for the dreamscape that he was learning to be Hongdae, but late for a struggling economics student with classes far too early for someone without decipherable masochistic tendencies. The crisp breeze from the parted windows brushes over the skin of his arm, doing very little to subdue him. Kangjoon is tired, exhausted from straining to comprehend classes in a language he only ever heard on tv, but his mind was wandering, equal amounts excitable and sleepy. A familiar chorus breaks him from his musings, though it takes him an admittedly lengthy amount of time to discern that the noise was coming from his phone, and, without checking the caller ID, Kangjoon places the mobile between his ear and shoulder.
"Hello?" he answers shortly, shifting into English on instinct. His expression shifts from impassive to bemused as the seconds tick by, brows knitting together at familiar voice slurring through words that don’t seem to click properly in his head. The second pause, presaged by the clattering of the two solid objects, has him on his feet in an instant, putting the call on speaker as he struggles into a light hooded sweater and shoes. "Noona — where are you? Hey, noona, keep talking to me, yeah?"
Shoving his keys and wallet into a pocket, Kangjoon pulls the front door shut behind him before replacing the phone back against his ear, “I can imagine it would. You should find someplace to sit so your knees can get some rest.”
❛ i'll continue talking ❜ she replied to him as she was walking. she felt a little confused to why she was actually at the university at this point. then again it always puzzled her how she managed to walk in the wrong direction whenever she had had something to drink. a smile naturally curved her lips as she heard him talking, ❛ kangjoon ah ❜ she started and chuckled softly, ❛ don't you worry a little too much? ❜
glancing around her surroundings she still wanted to listen to the advice the male had given her, find somewhere to rest. then she saw the park across from the university and she looked to see if there were any cars coming, when she was sure there weren't any around she walked with hurried steps over the crosswalk and into the park. it had been quite a few months since she last had been there but it still had a very warm and family like feel to it. there were hardly anyone around, she was a little sure that she was the only person there when she actually thought about it.
❛ i'm in the park, across from the university, ❜ she finally said something after she realized that she had been quiet for a few minutes too many, ❛ did i wake you up with my call? ❜ suddenly she felt a little guilty for having called the male, wrinkling her nose up a little as she tried to remember why she had called him again. the brunet stared into the air a little confused before remembering how she had been rejected. she made her way towards a sandbox and sat by the side, tossing some sand around as she again was irked by the rejection.
❛ don't i have any charm as a female... ❜ she suddenly said out loud, forgetting for a moment that she was on the phone with the younger male.
noona please || yugyeom&ailee
As soon as the door opened and he saw Yejin, his smile grew even bigger. He really liked Yejin - like really really liked her. She was so kind to him and she fed him often when she made too much food for herself. A part of him knew that she only saw him as a little brother, but he tried really hard to prove to her that he was a man now. He was eighteen after all and he went to college too. He also lived alone. Of course, he wasn’t paying for his apartment just yet. He was still looking for a job, but he was working really hard still. Though the food was exciting for him since he hadn’t actually gone shopping for food, but the real reason he was excited was because of her. Ever since she met her a couple of months ago when he knocked into her one day, he would find any excuse to be near her. She could ask him to do anything like move furniture or lift boxes and he would come running to her with just a call. He had it bad.
"Of course not," Yugyeom laughed as he looked up at her. He did actually grab a quick snack before getting home, but he was a growing boy and his appetite was never actually full. Based on the fact she was asking if he was hungry meant that she had food for him that she couldn’t finish herself. He closed his hands together in excitement. He was excited to see what she had for him.
when he replied to her saying he hadn't eaten, a smile naturally curved her lips and she reached her hand out-- while standing on the tip of her toes, she ruffled his hair chuckling softly. ❛ did you get taller again yugyeom ah? ❜ she eyed him playfully before opening the door wide for him to enter. while waiting for him to come inside she quickly ran to the kitchen to get another extra bowl out, a pair of chopsticks and some utensils that she placed on the table.
❛ today i have a little bit of everything... ❜ she mused to the male, chuckling to herself at how close the two had become in just a few months. he had been a real help those times when she had too much to eat-- for some reason she found it interesting how he was mostly free whenever she had time as well but she never thought much off it. however one thing she had been sure of was that when he first had moved into the apartment complex he had been a few cm shorter, ❛ you better stop growing yugyeom, or else i won't be able to ruffle up your hair. ❜ she quietly opened the bag of ddukkbokki, placed it in a bowl instead and she took the ramyun she had cooked and placed it on the table as well.
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〖i will show you〗[ 0 / 1 ] [ male preferred, past romance plot ] when she just had started university she met you, honestly it all happened very fast and she was going to be sucked into a whirlpool. the thing is that she fell for you but you didn’t feel the same way… then on your 100 day anniversary you decided to simply not show up for your date. yejin was not the type to send many text messages but after that, she sent a few and even called but there was no answer to get. somehow after that yejin decided to become a better woman— just so she could show you. one day if you did meet… but she slowly forgot about you and that, even though she became a better and prettier woman each day— yejin forgot about it, until she sees you again.
〖don’t touch me 〗[ 0 / 1 ] [ male preferred ] don’t touch me, because i’m getting goosebumps don’t call my name because i don’t want to hear it. what the song and lyrics say, yejin gets herself into a weird relationship. in the beginning it might be fun, you hook up a couple of times while out— get somewhat attached but yejin quickly realizes that it isn’t right. because you aren’t committed to each other, even if her own feelings for you aren’t strong… it makes her feel disgusted how you manage to actually hook up with someone else and simply use her as a second solution if you can’t get anything one night.
〖one of those nights 〗[ 0 / 1(2)? ] [ male preferred ] this was never supposed to happen, honestly-- yejin likes to flirt and play around but she isn't one to really sleep around with complete strangers. however one night she seemingly got a little too drunk, where one thing had lead to another and she had ended up in a stranger's bed. one night yejin had been a little too drunk for her own well being, met you who she knows already very well outside a bar. she was however unsure of how things evolved after that, because the next day she wakes up lying on your chest. note: either of these would be fun to do tbh. this could be nsfw or it could be completely sfw =w=b
〖like a younger sister 〗[ 0 / 1 ] [ younger female ] she had never grown up with a family, she doesn't really know what a family is-- how it acts or how it functions but whenever you two are together, be it shopping or just having a cup of coffee, tea or whatever-- yejin feels like you two are basically family. she looks at you like a younger sister, she likes to dote on you and give you advice whenever you have them. most of all she feels incredibly protective of you, if you tell her that someone aren't treating you well-- yejin would be the first to ask who the person is and if that person needs to meet her fist. even if she isn't a very violent person.
Neighborly | LYJ &GCS
Fate was a whimsical mistress and over the decades had brought many things which Chanshik floundered to deal with in his own, wholly unoriginal way. One day threw a whole kind of new challenge to the business owner in the form of something he’d only ever seen upon accidentally walking too close to the ladies section at stores and certainly had never held in his hands before, (let alone been smacked in the face with). Eyes widened to their max as he blinked owlishly, blush rising up to taint cheeks and the tips of protruding ears cherry tomato red. Raven locks whipped about aristocratic cheekbones as he hurried to confirm no one was playing a joke on him.
Only after ascertaining no laughter or hunched over forms pointing at the embarrassed man was years of geometry employed to help calculate the general direction from whence the odd material had descended, his own apartment building. Well then, the only gentlemanly thing to do was make sure they found their way home. After snapping a picture with his Polaroid camera, he taped the visual to a note and the whole thing up on a piece of bare wall in the lobby.
Found: Please come to Apt. 107 to retrieve them between the hours of 1 a.m. and 4 p.m.
one thing she wanted to do when she got to her apartment was to sit back on her couch and then take a deep breath. maybe have a bottle of beer while relaxing, that sounded like the best way for her to spend the rest of her day. yejin stretched her body as she entered the gates of the apartment complex she was living in, glancing up at it a quick moment before stepping inside the building. pondering if she should take the elevator or simply walk up the stairs. only to figure out the stairs would be the best option for her. then she remembered the laundry she had hanging on her balcony and a sigh escaped her lips as she walked towards the stairs, her day was not over yet.
on her way to the stairs there was something that caught her attention, a note and out of curiosity she looked at it. looking at the picture before reading the note-- a quick laughter erupted from her as she continued to walk, ❛ that must be embarrassing. ❜ then the polaroid picture flashed before her eyes again, she shook her head.... ❛ wait it can't be!!! ❜ the memory of her laundry came to her mind and her eyes widened and quickly she ran down the stairs again to look at the picture more closely... were they hers?! her face went from a shocked expression to a horrified expression, why does he have my panties? is he a pervert?!?! she thought to herself as she walked down the hallway of the first floor, looking for the number on the note. once she found it she stood outside the door and with a firm stance she knocked on his door.
‟-- out of the cold | kji&&lyj
The cover of thick, dark clouds cast a shadow over the boy as he spun through the final stages of his dance, largely improvised to the beat radiating from tinny, shitty speakers- an ancient iPod plugged in to the top of them betrayed his lack of funding, so to speak. The darkening sky threw a sharp contrast to the line of his cheekbones, the cut of his jaw, the hollows of his cheeks, illuminating a certain gauntness that didn’t belong on formerly rounded features. His shoulders slumped weary as he came to a halt, the tiny crowd around him dispersing in moments as he bent to scoop his snapback up off the ground, flicking quickly through bills and coins, tucking them away in his pockets. The humidity in the air weighed heavy against him, left him slightly stooped beneath the weight of his backpack as he winced an eye closed, hefted it up against his shoulders. Long fingers swept fast through dark hair, tugging the strands properly into place as the wind whipped them into disarray. It was fighting a losing battle, and he quickly focused his energies on finding a place to shelter for the night, rounding a corner to find a familiar alleyway, swept clean by the compulsive shop keep and largely shielded from the elements by the buildings that loomed high on either side. It wasn’t the most posh of places, frankly, but it was better than nothing, better than lying out on the sidewalk to let the rain pound against his face. He’d probably also get arrested for that one, or at least prodded at by an angry ahjumma. So he was in the process of readying his alley-way-bed when the sound of footsteps stopping behind him had him turning to find a decidedly pretty girl, one that he recognized in passing from the group of people that had been watching him before. A distinct sense of awkwardness set in, and his face arranged in the sort of tentative grin a child caught with their hand stuck in the cookie jar might produce, biting at the corner of his lip as he exhaled. “Uh, hi, can I help you?” he offered, his voice cracking in the middle, like the cosmos had specifically aligned to create the most awkward situation possible as he let his toes curl in his sneakers, nose crinkling at the bridge.
was it one thing that yejin liked doing after her her classes, the it would be go out to have fun... maybe have a few drinks, not to be drunk but only to enjoy the atmosphere. however that didn't mean the alcohol didn't affect her normal behavior-- it normally made her a little louder and obnoxious, sometimes she even let her own silliness just take control and well-- most of the time she was like herself, just a little too much of herself. while drinking today she kept herself from drinking too much-- just enough to have more fun and flirt with a few good looking males however her night was short and slowly she found herself walking back to her apartment.
left and right. those were the two directions that confused her the most whenever she had been drinking, be it a little or a lot. the night breeze cooled her heated cheeks as she was walking past a few stores and clubs, then music played itself into her head and she turned to look where the music had been coming from. slowly she found out and she stood behind a small crowd listening to what was playing before she got a peak at what was going on. oh he is dancing, she thought to herself and watched it with an interested stare. before it had even started it ended and she found herself pouting a little, the brunet wanted to go up to him but when the crowd was gone so was he and she turned a little to look for him. her eyes landed on him and she automatically followed him, which might seem crazy at the time and it probably looked a little weird but she followed him.
it was dark and cold where she had ended up, an alley where no person should ever have to stay for long-- however the male had walked in here and so she followed. glancing around for the other while she was threading carefully. when a voice called out, yejin jumped a little. ❛ oh-- uh!!! ❜ there was a short pause before she continued, ❛ well you see... ❜ what was she doing here again? yejin asked herself while staring straight at the male, the lights simmered through from the streets but still she couldn't make out his face properly, ❛ you dance really well. ❜ yejin smiled at him, her eyes turning into half percents along with her smile curving.
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noona please || yugyeom&ailee
He strolled down the sidewalk, moving side to side as he avoided people. Yugyeom had just gotten out of class and after a few hours of sitting through classes, he was glad his day was over. He liked school of course. Hongik was a great university and he was glad that he could go there and it was so close to his apartment, but he still got bored in class sometimes. Today was just a boring day.
Yugyeom arrived at Studio 67 and headed straight for his apartment to drop his things off. He unlocked his door and pushed into the room. He threw his bag into his apartment. He’d do his homework later in the evening. He was hungry. He was ready to head into his apartment and go to the kitchen, but a sudden thought hit him.
Yejin noona would be home right now.
A bright grin appeared on his lips as he turned back to his door and walked out of his place. He made sure to lock it before he headed for the stairs, taking two steps at a time before he arrived at the second floor. He went straight to room ‘201’ and knocked on the door, “Noonaaaaaa~”
the day had been long and it seemed like it took forever, walking from the university and back to her apartment. yejin wrinkled up her nose, realizing she could have grabbed a taxi-- on normal days she biked but today... the weather had been nice and she wanted to walk. that choice she regretted the moment she was heading home. though she knew that it would be fine as soon as she entered the apartment, she would make ramyun and extra large pot at that.
while walking she passed street stands, the smell almost enticed her and when she found herself at the apartment. in her hands she was holding two bags of street food, ddukkbokki and fishcakes. slowly she found her way up to her apartment, walking up the stairs because she was about to eat a lot of food. i have to take a run later... she sighed to herself as she opened up the apartment door, stepped inside and fumbled around for a few minutes, setting the food and making the ramyun noodles.
just as she finished washing her hands, the bell rang and she looked at the intercom and a familiar, light and playful voice rang through the speakers. a smile curved her lips as she moved from the kitchen to the door, opening it with a wide smile-- "yugyeom ah~" she mused at the younger male and a part of her felt relieved, "have you eaten yet?!"
▐ wounded pride.
yejin had escaped her fellow students-- at that moment it seemed like the best idea in the world. after all, she could not stand being in the same room as them any longer. well not them a certain individual in that had joined them, someone she had shown an interest for only to be rejected in the end and with a cold shoulder at that. the memory of this came and went as she was walking but while she was walking along the pavement, without really having a set destination she decided on another good idea. so she took up her phone and went through her contacts until she found the person she was looking for.
caller id ➟ kj
there were a few beeps and for a moment she was worried he wouldn't pick up-- then she heard a click and a familiar voice, ❛ kangjoon ahhh~ ❜ she mused happily at the sound of his voice, it as obvious that she had had something to drink-- though she didn't mention it... her constant blabbering about the different sightings she saw while walking was enough for anyone to notice. suddenly the line had fallen silent on her side, her phone had landed on the cemented pavement and she had fumbled a little before finging her phone again. ❛ kangjoon ah... ❜ she said, there was a hint of seriousness in her tone this time, ❛ when your knee meets the cement, ❜ she stood up and brushed the dust of herself before continuing ❛ it hurts. ❜ a soft laughter erupted from her as she said that, looking up after having walking aimlessly she had found herself outside of the university.
❛ ahhh... i was walking the wrong direction. ❜
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▐ castle trip.
it has been a long day, filled with researching-- studying and more researching. it was honestly very exhausting, yejin felt coped up in the university-- so coped up she had found herself wondering when the last time she had been out drinking, simply to relax. disappointment grew in her when she had realized she didn't remember the last time. so when evening hit the brunet quickly dropped by her apartment, to change clothes and fix herself up-- before she headed out for the night. while looking for a place she didn't think much off it, where she wanted to go was a place that she hadn't been before and then it was like her thoughts had been read. ❛ castle praha, ❜ yejin read the letters on the sign to herself in a hushed tone, like that it was decided that she would enter there... she wasn't sure what she would expect but once she entered her eyes widened, brown orbs were scanning the room. slowly yejin found her way to where they were serving alcohol and she leaned over the counter, looking straight into the face of a blonde haired male...
❛ i'll have a... ❜ quickly she looked around to see if she could find a menu somewhere, when she found it she quickly took the first thing she saw on the list ❛ ... beer please. ❜
WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
❛ what? ❜ that question had left her at a little loss for words, ❛ i guess a cup of coffee and a good book is always nice. ❜
〖 introduction 〗
this will be an ooc introduction yes, hello everyone in here... my name is hanne, i am the mun of the oh so fantastic ailee yes. i recently finished her plots page, though it isn't finished it is something for people to look at. i'm also all up for brainstorming ideas as well, ailee's about, personality and random facts page is here. my aim is.. baekirin, please add me if you have aim yap. i'm a friendly bunny and i want to have threads and plots with people, so my muse doesn't die.
also you can like this if you want me to arrive in your askbox, bugging you about plotting. i will be good and read about and if you have one, i'll look at the plot page as well.
THANK YOU!