I.T.F.

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“AH! stop i could have dropped my croissant.”

“LET’S MCFREAKING LOSE IT.”

“wow.”

“and they were roommates!”

“oh my god they were roommates.”

“mothertrucker, dude. that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick.” 

“watch your profanity.”

“WHAT ARE THOSE?”

“they are my crocs!”

“i’m going to say it. i don’t care that you broke your elbow.”

“oh my god! I don’t give a fuck!”

“do you ever shut the fuck up?”

“roses are red, violets are blue. talk shit about me again and i’ll hit you with a shoe.”

“what the fuck is up ____? no what did you say?! what the fuck, dude? step the fuck up, ___!

“i have no soul. have a nice day!”

“i’ll kill you. i’ll kill you. not even worried about it.”

“shut the hell your mouth.”

“does it feel good?”

“bitch i hope the FUCK YOU DO. YOU’LL BE A DEAD SON OF A BITCH I TELL YOU THAT.”

“WHAT’S UP FUCKER.”

“Why do you have my phone?”

“‘CAUSE FUCK YOU THAT’S WHY.”

“those shoes look familiar.”

“how much money do you have?”

“i don’t have enough money for chicken nuggets!”

“saw you hanging out with ____.”

“____ it’s not what you think!”

“I WON’T HESITATE BITCH.”

“i do NOT kill people.”

“HEY WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO DRIVE?”

“I spilled lipstick in your Valentino Bag.”

“the ice is slippery.” 

“and two shots of vodka.”

“fuckin’ hell.”

“are those helium balloons?”

“Aw fuck, I can’t believe you’ve done this!”

“If you want to come over and fight, then fight me.”

“do you remember the time i liked you? no? good because it never happened!”

“I sneezed! I’m not allowed to sneeze now?”

“you’ll never have her/him/them.”

“and why is that?”

“because i love you.”

“would you like to dance with me?”

“go fuck yourself.”

“why don’t anyone dance with me?”

“because i want to fuck you!”

“go back to sleep and starve.”

“i can see your bra strap.”

“THEY’RE FOLLOWING ME!”

“what are you doing?”

“i’m not smoking crack!”

“don’t lie to me.”

“alright i am smoking crack.”

“well, that was easy.”

“because i don’t want to.”

“that’s an off topic question.”

“you have been stopped.”

“what did they do?”

“THEY FUCKING PUSHED ME.”

“so i’m there, barbecue sauce on my titties…”

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“What? Oh. No. It’s fine. Just turn down that music will ya’?” Clovis could imagine just how confused this poor kid was. From the moment the author-slash-professor touched down in Seoul his family’s old friend the Kkangpae have been hot on his tail. Of course, they couldn’t just let Clovis do his book tour in peace. Why would they? Now, the ex-conman was used to this sort of crap. Hated dealing with it, but was used to it. However, things were being proven to be a tad bit complicated, trying to slink as far away as he could from his past life, all the while Jiyeon watched from the margins as anonymous letters and calls somehow found their way to the professor’s room. Clovis did his best to try and play these inconveniences as silly little pranks or irksome fans, but after tonight, the professor knew for a fact that the could would be suspicious. In fact, Clovis was pretty sure that Jiyeon was suspicious already. He was amazed the kid hadn’t asked him anything. Perhaps he was just being polite.

“I do need you to do me one favour, kid. If a person who goes by the name ‘Kal Ae-Ra’ rings the bell,” began Clovis as he quickly began closing the blinds of the nearby windows, “don’t answer it. Just another crazy ex. You know how it is,” he lied.

A brow quirks. Kal Ae-Ra. Didn’t ring a bell at all. He knew the man was lying, but he couldn’t stop the short guffaw upon hearing the excuse given. “A crazy ex? What exactly did you do to this person to have them set on killing you?” He turned the stereo off and left the other for a moment, returning with first aid supplies to tide Clovis over. He considers texting Jiyeon to ask for more details about this guy, but it’d likely be a pointless endeavor. He instead sits at the table with the mysterious company, watching as he tended to his wounds. 

“Are you an outlaw or something?” Jaebum isn’t really expecting an answer, more so voicing his thoughts out loud. Was Jiyeon keeping his man safe from someone? The ITF isn’t entirely unfamiliar with persons involved in criminal activity, hell one of their own members had been involved in the distribution of illegal drugs since they were in their early teens. If you go high up enough on any corporate ladder, you’d find a bewildering amount of people working for the same team, “good” and “bad”.    “...The event’s tomorrow night. Do you think you’ll still be up for it? We can arrange for body guards to accompany you as well.” Before the other can properly respond, there’s a beating heard at the door. It’s loud and demanding, an uncommon occurrence for Jaebum’s place.  

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“Ah, yes, good evening” he gave the woman a smile of his own, dipping his head in a bow in reply. He had heard the name before, his father had said she was a good person to get to know within the ITF, and so he was glad that they had come across each other so easily “It is a pleasure to finally meet you also, my Father has mentioned you and spoken of only good things of course”

“Thank you, that sounds wonderful” he accepted one of the glasses but held it for now as they spoke, breathing out a soft laugh at her words and questions. She was playing a game, a clever one, and he could play it too. It was obvious she had been doing her research “Wonderfully though, of course, I feel I should thank the talent under my company and the staff for the smooth transition and the growth we have been experiencing. There is only so much I can do and without them there would be nothing I could do at all. The hard work of those in the company is shining through and I could not be happier with the outcome”

She was good with business talk and flattery, he wasn’t surprised with the role she held. It was obvious that she knew how to butter up the richest and loosen their wallets, only for good causes of course, but he had to give her credit for it. Not many people could do it and even fewer could do it so naturally.

“I must congratulate you on organizing this gathering however, I know that it is your job to do so but to gain such a strong attendance is impressive to say the least. I would not be surprised if it was very difficult to manage”

Her hands clasped near her cheeks, shooting an approving grin at the man’s response. “Spoken like a true leader, the upstanding kind at least.” She dips her head in a small bow toward his praise. She becomes so focused on the well being of her guests, in a weird way she detaches from the grandeur of it all at times. “Why thank you, I am always grateful for the individuals who decide to attend an ITF event. The planning and correspondence can certainly be significant to keep up with, but now that we’re here it’s time to enjoy the company and come together for a good cause.” 

The last couple of words she spoke were overlapped with the chime of an overhead announcement, informing guests the charity auction would begin shortly. 

“Ooh, I’m excited. We have the unique work of many talented artists this time around, in different mediums. I know your father was fond of the photography pieces we would bring in from Jung Sejoon. I’m curious as to what your taste in art is like.”  She extends her arm ahead of them, gesturing they walk together to the auction room. “I’m not keeping you from anyone in particular you planned on meeting this moment, am I?”

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“They called her naive for believing in the good in people. But she was just a loving soul, who thought that even monsters needed someone, who truly believed, they were angels once and they can be it again. And yes, maybe that was naive, but this world needed people like her.”

— Veronika Jensen  (via siikens)

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“Good morning to you too.” Jongin grins.

He takes a seat on the chair nearby as Jongin stirs from bed, cracking a half-grin. “How’s your head? You went pretty hard last night.” 

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There had been hopefulness in his eyes originally, however it’s quickly overtaken by disappointment once the girl announces she’s without a phone.  “Fuck,” he repeats the profanity for the third time within the span of a couple minutes, apparently the only word he’s able to manage out at that moment.  He leans against the driver’s seat and rubs a hand over his face, a frustrated sigh heaving past his lips.  Drew tries to wrack his brain for ideas, however he finds very quickly that he’s shit out of luck; his phone’s dead with no way to charge it, he’s not exactly intelligent enough to carry supplies with him, and he’s not sure how far they are from his apartment or at least a motel that doesn’t give him Motel Hell vibes.

“Why don’t you have your phone?” he questions after a pause, his gaze shifting over to Jiyeon.  “Who wanders around California without their phone?” To him, it’s a genuine question, even if it had come out rather snarky.  He’s sure it’s not the first time he’s given someone an almost parental sounding lecture on how Los Angeles could be quite the cesspool at times, a breeding ground of cruel occupants who wanted to use you for one thing or another.

Jiyeon giggles, despite the situation not being that humorous, she just gets like that under the influence. Her head which now occasionally gets twice as heavy rests on the window, pulling on her grasp of the English language to answer Drew.  “I gave it...to Mark. Because...he said take a break!” Her hands lazily gesture up, another pause before continuing. “I told ya ‘m an event planner. Always busy...on the thing.”   Maybe it hadn’t been the wisest to end up separated from Mark during the night’s events, but the group wouldn’t all fit in one car and by then they were too out of it to care.  She looks back over to her companion, eyes a tad bleary. Grinning she offers “I’m sure we can find some 24 hour place nearby and ask to use someone’s phone. Maybe get some food while we’re at it. We’re finnne, the night is still young!” Jiyeon comprehends Drew isn’t at her level of intoxication, of course he isn’t since he had to sober up enough to drive before they left. With a gentle swat to his shoulder she adds “III don’t think you’re drunk enough. You’re not super bummed out to be stuck with me are ya?”

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“It’s ok. I kind of showed up unannounced” he then closely looked at other. “Is everything ok though and I just came to visit.”

He moved his hand dismissively. “It’s fine, your company is welcomed in these parts.” He started walking towards the kitchen, giving a motion for Woobin to follow. “Everything is okay with me, yeah. I guess we haven’t discussed it before but, my dad’s an asshole. Do you want any coffee?” The man glanced back at his friend as he reached for his own mug. “I was gonna head to the gym in a little bit too. You’re welcome to join if you’re free.” 

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Seungcheol, and so his company, was very active with charity work. He would often donate large sums to a long list of good causes and that generosity would lead to him being invited to numerous events. He wasn’t able to attend them all but he would try to attend a few a year, to show his face, and that was his intention that night.

He was sharply dressed as he entered the venue, taking his time to glance around and see if there was anyone he could recognize. These events were a great business opportunity, many successful businessmen being in attendance as they had the money to donate to charities, and so he put his best foot forward as he made his way through the room and greeted everyone he met politely. These events were a great time to build relations, set up deals and partnerships, and so he was completely in work mode as he mingled comfortably with anyone who wished to talk to him.

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Another heavily involved ITF event was underway, with Jiyeon and the other members being sure to touch base with everyone invited. Tawney eyes drift from an ended conversation to a new gentleman dressed in all black, and her mind filters through the roster of people she extended an invitation to. She realizes this is Choi Seungcheol, the new CEO of CH Entertainment. She had previously interacted with his father, so this is the first time she would be meeting the former heir. She waits until most of his company wanders off before stepping towards him, presenting a warm smile.

“Choi Seungcheol, correct? My name is Park Jiyeon, I’m one of the ITF hosts. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

She was trying to recall his age, but she normally stayed on top of so many birthdays it was difficult to keep track. He couldn’t have been much older than her if even that. “I’ve worked with your father before. It must be quite the busy life, inheriting CH so soon. May I offer you a drink?” She signaled one of the nearby waitresses carrying a drink tray over. “How do you feel it’s been going so far? From what I’ve heard, CH has been thriving in terms of stocks and the press. Has it all been thanks to the magic of the new CEO?” She let some of the syllables in her last sentence draw out, jokingly implying Seungcheol was too good to be true while simultaneously acknowledging his business savvy through her tone.      

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            HER HEAD hurts…what happened the night before ?? everything was a flurry ; she had a case yesterday, went to court and she won…she remembers clinking glasses and cheering, LOTS of cheering then it was suddenly dark. “ugh…” the female groans as she shuffles towards the kitchen – wait…how did she get home ?? no, even better question, where was she ?? because this wasn’t her dingy apartment !! following the sound of clinking glasses. “what happened ??” joohyun grumbles as she spots the other standing at the sink.

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“Oh- you are awake!” Jiyeon beams, lowering the plate she was washing carefully to minimize the noise. Grabbing a clean rag to wipe her hands with she begins explaining. “Basically, you had a pretty wild night. I can fill you in on most of the details if you don’t remember. You came to Transcend with a group of others, but honestly I’m not sure where they all went...I think they assumed you were leaving with someone. That didn’t happen though and Jaebum found you slumped in the hookah lounge. By then you were kind of...non-responsive. So we weren’t sure where you lived. Jaebum helped me bring you back to my place for the night.” She paused to reach into a cabinet, retrieving two coffee mugs. “We’re only a ten minute drive from the club, so you aren’t far.” With a light laugh, the woman adds “I’m not sure if you remember me at all, but you were being so cute to me and a lot of others, calling us pretty and giving hearts while you danced.”     

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‘ i heard everything. ’

His eyes widened, not expecting to see Woobin standing there. “Ah…hyung..” He slid his phone into his back pocket, releasing a sigh. He followed with a hollow smile, trying to dismiss the matter before it could be prolonged. “Yeah, my relationship with my father is…not the best. Kinda complicated.” Jaebum chuckled quietly, mind working to recall all the details Woobin might’ve overheard during the call. “I apologize for you having to hear all that. Anyway, was there something you needed?”      

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“This movie sucks. I have always wondered how they can’t know they are producing a shitty movie?” His lips curled down in a light frown. “We should get another movie from the redbox?”

Jiyeon suppressed a chortle. She found his blunt phrasing humorous and was inclined to agree. Sometimes, movies were so bad they were good, but this one continued to sit in the realm of “trying-too-hard-yet-not-quite-succeeding”. She sat upright and tugged her ponytail tighter before shuffling over to eject the dvd. 

“Mm nah, I don’t feel like hopping in the car to check out a new one. Why don’t we try Netflix or Hulu for something? And you know what else will help with all this?” She drifted away into the kitchen, reemerging moments later with a wine bottle and two clear glasses in hand, giving them a presentational wiggle. 

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‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ i heard everything. ’

‘ need anything from the store? ’

‘ absolutely not. ’

‘ i hope you’re happy. ’

‘ where were you? ’

‘ i’ll get you a band-aid. ’

‘ follow me. ’

‘ i’m proud of you. ’

‘ be careful. ’

‘ it was an accident. ’

‘ you’re lying. ’

‘ take it. ’ 

‘ are you sick? ’ 

‘ why? ’

‘ go away. ’

‘ i love you. ’ 

‘ don’t give me that look. ’

‘ goodbye. ’

‘ i don’t believe this! ’

‘ you look bored. ’ 

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“Not to alarm you—“ Drew began as he gave the ignition one more chance and tried to start the car, a profanity escaping full lips once he got no response.  “But we broke down.  Do you have any battery left on your phone? Mine’s dead and I left my car charger at my fuckin’ workplace — fuck.”

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“Yeah, lemme just--” 

Her utterance stops, hands grasping at what is a vacant spot where her phone should be. She had come down to Cali with her friend and fellow ITF member Mark to visit his family and have a bit of fun. He insisted that at least for one day, the busy event-planner give up possession of her phone so she could fully disconnect from work and enjoy herself. It had been a greatly welcomed change of pace, Jiyeon having herself a grand time with friends old and new. She wasn’t particularly close with Drew prior to her return visit, however few things can beat the kind of bonding formed from intoxicated truth spilling out in mirth.  

Presently, her lack of a cell is proving to be an inconvenience as she sits in the car with him, mildly cross-faded. “Mark has my phone...” 

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“Would you turn that crap down, I was shot today!” grumbled Clovis, as he stormed out of the next room, pressing an ice-bag to his bleeding shoulder.

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His shoulders hike, hand reflexively reaching for the speaker dial before him. He didn’t know much about Clovis, other than the fact he was an author whom Jiyeon adored. They were hosting him for a brief stay in Seoul to attend one of ITF’s events, this one in particular centered around literature.   “He’s lovely, just may be a little dodgy at times. Try not to ask him too many questions!” His friend’s words mentally resurface as Jaebum watches the other man briskly walk past him.  “Sh-..should I call the police? An ambulance?”  A situation such as this could normally call for more urgency, but more often than not when Jiyeon claims not to ask a guest “too many questions”, they’re involved in matters beyond the realm of normalcy. Jaebum wonders if the fact he’s gotten more used to this is “healthy”, but he tries not to dwell on it much. 

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“Well, I know that there are people close to my family that are fine without having romantic love. They’re absolutely fine with it.” Aera pointed out gently. “I just wouldn’t mind seeing the ones that want love to be happy. My older sister, she’s had her heart broken so many times I can’t remember how many.” She pointed out with a gentle sigh. “She wants to be happy and she can’t because people break her heart again and again.”

Hearing her words grace a smile to Jiyeon’s lips, only to falter upon the mention of the stranger’s sister. Her legs cross at the ankles, one black heel supporting them on the footrest of her bar-stool. Tawney eyes flicker down over her empty glass, allowing silence to linger a moment while she muses over the night’s events.  “Do you believe in reincarnation?”