“ had the night off. ” she responded simply, shrugging her shoulders. “ just thought i should chill by myself instead of going around town and reeking havoc. ” maggie tries to ignore the quick glance he made down to her lips, but it’s easier said then done. joeys next comment elicits a small giggle from maggie. “ sure, baby. if that’s what stops the tears. ” his actions don’t necessarily surprise maggie, but it cause her breath to hitch until he releases her hand. “ yeah.. much better. ” she responds softly.
“ this feels like a dig at me ... ” words are followed by a faint smile, gaze averting to focus on just about anything else. dark hues seem to be riddled with interest tonight, and they’ve gotten dangerously comfortable focusing on her —— the last thing he needs is for her to point out his staring. his act lasts seconds, attention retrieved by the giggle that finally escapes her lips, “ thanks, baby. ” the few sardonic syllables are all he can manage to offer, too preoccupied with his own breath to process the falter in her’s ( that's something he'll find himself thinking about later. ) “ so if we’re not causing chaos tonight, what are the plans? because you’re stuck with me now ... and i’m hungry. ”
fuck . fuck , fuck . angelo wasn’t clumsy , he did a fan-fucking-tastic job staying upright ; on his two feet , despite whatever heavy weight boots he shoved them into . so why now ? now that he held his expensive camera , fingers tightly wound around to avoid slipping out of his grip , and now he trips down the stairs . he isn’t even sure what’s worse ; that his camera was now inches away on the ground ( potentially shattered , angelo hadn’t gained enough bravery to take a peak at the damage just yet ) , or that someone else was on the staircase with him , witnessing the dramatic fall from start to humiliating finish . he wasn’t hurt , a bruise or two and a knock of wind that he was slowly regaining , but nothing beyond a fear to lift his head and see his biggest nightmare was a reality . thus his nose was pressed against the ground , grunting as he oh-so-carefully gained enough bravery to begin lifting his head to eye his camera . “ fucking fuck , “ he finally gasps out , reaching out for his camera , but it remains just out of reach . a whine , more pathetic than angelo usually allows , his vision blurred by long black hair that he doesn’t have the energy to move . “ ya know what ? i’m just gonna fucking . . . stay here . fuck it . blissful ignorance . “
the image of the other tumbling down the staircase is all too familiar . joey had fallen down the same stairs a humiliating amount . mind you, his instances generally consisted of a dangerous mixture of over-exhaustion, over-caffeination, and a heedless amount of rushing . the results were, at worst, a pile of textbooks littering the same floor the photographer had found himself on . but a camera ? ouch . the boy can't help but hold his breath, watching helplessly until the events come to an embarrassing halt . “ fuck ... are you alright ? ” eyebrows furrowed, he kneels down to grab the camera, slender digits nervously turning it over to check for inevitable damage . “ uh, it looks alright ... i think . you check, ” he scoots closer to the other without looking up, slowly holding it out with both hands ( the last thing he needs is for it to slip through his own grasp . ) he finally takes a moment to glance at the other, a hand reaching to lazily comb through his own hair —— a bad nervous habit of his . brims lift into a weak smile, trying to offer any sort of optimism with honeyed words, “ c'mon . now i'm kinda curious how this is gonna turn out . ”
feeling joey slide in right beside her, maggie honestly debated for a quick moment sliding just a little bit closer to him before ultimately deciding against it. she may have been high, but she definitely wasn’t stupid. “ you wish i was scared of you. i just didn’t expect someone else to be up here this late. ” raising her eyebrows, maggie looked over his hand that was reaching out briefly before moving them up to his face. “ you know what… you can have some… ” she started, reaching one hand out before quickly moving it up to turn his head away from her. “ as long as you don’t smile at me like that. ” a soft smile began to tug at her lips, before quickly disappearing, as she reached over giving him the blunt this time.
“ yeah yeah yeah ... typical response of someone terrified. what are you doing up here anyway ? ” lips are still curled into a signature grin, shamelessly inching closer to the other. irises fall to her lips for a moment, focus so lost to cherry brims joey doesn’t notice the hand approaching his face. his head remains in place for a moment, dramatic scoff accompanied by a hand placed on his chest. “ okay, hurtful. all because you’re too taken by my smile ? ” smug remarks are simply means of distracting the other from the hint of affection lacing his words, humiliated by the mere thought of being enraptured by the other’s presence. cue an eye roll, digits lifting instead to curl around her wrist. “ fine —— ” he turns her wrist before continuing, moving it so he’s able to bring the roll to his lips without it leaving her fingers. actions are drawn out, taking a long hit before his hand gently releases her’s, leaning back into his seat with a proud look, “ better ? no smiles. ”
it was very rare that maggie ever got a night off from both of her jobs. usually, if she wasn’t doing one, she was doing the other. by some miracle, her day off of both this week fell on the same day, allowing maggie to cause whatever mischief she could. but, after fighting off a heacache all day, she decided it wasn’t really worth it to go out and suffer. which is how she now found herself sitting up in the rooftop lounge with a blunt in her hand. it had been pretty quiet the whole time she was up here, if anyone had come up before maggie hadn’t noticed. maybe it was because she was high out of her fucking mind right now. she was actually enjoying the peace and quiet. this was probably the most relaxed that maggie had been in months. that was until she saw a figure out of the corner of her eye that nearly gave her a heart attack. “ jesus fucking christ, dude. ” she mumbled, placing a hand over her chest to feel her racing heart. “ you nearly gave me a heart attack ! ”
he was all too familiar with the smell of weed —— in fact, he almost envied it after the day he’d had. maybe it’s the exhaustion, but deep hues are hardly able to focus on the other, hence the surprise he has when she turns towards him. “ relax, scaredy cat ... ” a laugh tumbles from smirking lips all too easily, sliding onto the seat next to her before she’s able to argue. “ paranoid ? scared your handsome, charming friend might find out you’re smoking without him ? ” words are laced with feigned grievance, a hand reaching expectantly in her direction. he’s gotten undeniably comfortable with his ego around the other, even if he knew she could silence him in a second —— pushing her buttons is arguably the most entertaining part of his week. nonetheless, he’s holding out hope that stoned maggie is more generous than normal, head canting to the side with a saccharine smile, “ share ? pleeeeease. ”
the can of beer cracks in jesse’s hands as she opens it. the cool late night seattle breeze blows against her skin as she sits cross legged on one of the seats on hideaway’s rooftop. there’s a certain soreness settling over her muscles from the prior matches of the night and she’s almost certain there’s a dark bruise starting to form on her shoulder. most nights she would have immediately crawled into bed, exhaustion from the night hitting her, but for some reason tonight she felt too riled up to sleep. she brings the can to her lips taking a long sip. she feels the presences behind her but, rather then turning she just speaks out, “ - want one ? i got a six pack , “ hold a beer can above her head.
despite visits to the rooftop being more sporadic than he’d intended as of late, there was hardly a time joey found himself running into company. hues are riddled with curiosity, though he’s sure to maintain composed features, masking any disappointment that came with realizations they’d be sharing the roof tonight. gaze flickers to her shoulder momentarily, trying not to pry with inquiries as to why she’s retreated up here like him. “ huh ? oh —— sure, thanks ... ” hesitation is exposed by fumbled syllables between words, but any suspicions still polluting his thoughts were gone the moment he grabbed the can. “ rough night ? ” words are offered with a weak laugh, swiftly taking a seat beside the girl as dim lights illuminate his own exhaustion. slender digits crack the can open with ease before reaching into his pocket to produce a bag, “ skittles ? they pair excellently with beer. trust me. ”
— lee dongmin (cha eunwoo). he/him. cismale. | was that jung “joey” junho i just saw in the hideaway lobby ? i hear the twenty two year old spends most of their studying at veterinary school, but i’ve always just seen them marathoning something on netflix. they live in 5a and i often see them in the halls . . .
hey i’m rachel ! (she/her & est) i’m running to work now , but i’ll be around more tonight. update: i did NOT finish it in time before work. KNSKDNSKNDSKNDS anyway i have a little bit under the cut (it’ll probably be updated when i have more time), but if you’d like to plot like this and i’ll im you ! or you can message for my discord. i’m a libra so please bare with me as i try to plot...
ok so i’m really still working out joey’s character, but here’s a few basics / stuff about his personality to help with connections mostly :
to be blunt, joey’s kinda dumb. he’s not stupid, just sometimes really ditzy
in terms of childhood, he grew up with a single mother and two older sisters. his mother’s a doctor so that meant a kinda crazy schedule when they were younger, but their whole family (aunts, uncles, etc.) were always really close so it worked out
his mother, being as smart / successful as she was, was always someone he felt like he had to prove himself to. when she was around less, he felt as if he had to up his game to get any attention, since his sisters were already on the path to being lawyers and accountants while joey was just sitting there messing around on his ds :/
the one person that actually noticed his potential was his uncle. that was the only long-term male role model he had and they were closer than anyone else in the family. he sort of took joey under his wing, taking him to car shows and museums and everything that ended up shaping his interests
however, his uncle passed away when he was in high school which was the main reason he wanted to go so far for college. to his family’s surprise, his grades were actually good enough that he had his pick of schools, and seattle seemed far enough from la to actually be somewhere he didn’t feel like he had to prove himself all the time
while being so far meant there was no one to make him feel insignificant, it also meant he didn’t really have anyone to knock him down a peg. so when he was at school and actually getting good grades and getting volunteer positions other veterinary students sought after, he got a little more cocky confident. so now he’s like a golden retriever with a big ego
* 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 ╱
positives: jocular, dependable, gregarious, loyal (to a fault), easygoing, empathetic. negatives: heedless at times, sarcastic, impatient, blunt, smug, lazy when he’s not interested. drinking / smoking / drugs?: yes / no / socially. hobbies: volunteering, lots of video games, running, netflix marathons (an embarrassing amount), doing just about anything to entertain others. inspo: jake peralta, trevor belmont, nate archibald, jason mendoza
in a social setting, he’s pretty outgoing. joey’s definitely that dumb funny friend that will do anything for a laugh. that one guy you always see on someones snapchat story acting a fool? that’s him.
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