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STOP.

jumin time.

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i logged in and there a dead ho in my inbox----

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i’m here today i’m working on my drafts but if you need  anything my asks and IMs  are open!

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Sneaks up behind him before wrapping his arms around him and putting his chin on Jumin's broad shoulder

                         Work had kept the company heir in the office for longer than he’d intended when his day had began. A critical junction was to blame; contracts had to be read and signed, lawyers consulted, numbers crunched. Many departments were hard at work compiling detailed summaries for his final review. While the deadline came nearer and nearer it was imperative that every crease be ironed out to perfection under his watchful eye. 

He was so focused that he hadn’t even noticed someone else had come into the room. Nor did he register the sound of their familiar soft tread as they crossed from the door they closed behind them to his laden desk. 

                                      He stood up to stretch his legs while he was reading.                                      Then it happened.

                                                      The touch of another person was something Jumin often yearned for and yet felt averse to (especially when it was offered to him too freely). Yet the arms that wound their way around him now elicited no such repulsion. His stomach was left comfortably empty for his surprise had settled in his chest instead. There it flurried in keeping with the beat of his heart, something Jihyun was near enough to notice if he felt so inclined to feel for the gentle drum.

❛ YOU STARTLED me… I thought you were at home. ❜

Jumin lowered the papers in his hand so that he could instead find purchase on Jihyun’s forearm. It was the least possible return he had to offer the embrace without turning and yet he didn’t feel as though his gesture was small at all. Holding onto Jihyun’s wrist (feeling the gentle warmth he radiated against his cheek and back) made him want to hold onto the moment as tenderly as he had. 

To suddenly round on his heel and scoop and squeeze would have spoiled the earnest serenity he was so dearly in need of after these endlessly exhausting hours.

                                                                                      He smiled at him.

                                                    ❛ WERE YOU feeling lonely? ❜

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mister han what is your relationship with sarah choi?

❛ Sarah Choi…? I don’t know her. ❜

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                   He hasn’t had enough wine to participate in this discussion.                    Also for some reason he’s had a headache since he                                                       received that anonymous text.

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[text] I cooked some noodles for myself today but I made them too spicy ;;; my mouth is burning

❝30 texts to send to my muse:❞ | Sentence Starter

Although it didn’t sound as though Jihyun were seriously hurt the content of the message troubled him. By the time he had read it over a culmination of feelings stirred within the web that nursed and stifled them. He couldn’t decipher frustration from guilt (let alone determine the appropriateness of the emotions) but he did know that this upset was uncomfortable. 

It made him want to get up from his chair and check on Jihyun even though he knew he couldn’t.

It made him think twice about his decision to leave the penthouse and go to work that morning.

                                   This wouldn’t have happened if he’d stayed home to protect him.

A few agonizing minutes passed in which Jumin debating the manner in which he should reply. He was against expressing these protective, if not possessive, thoughts to the person that had recently told him he was over reacting to every little thing. Not because he didn’t think he wouldn’t be listened to but because Jumin trusted in what his oldest friend had to say.

He knew (even without being told) that the way he was behaving was unhealthy. At the same time he couldn’t help wanting to spare Jihyun from even the smallest inconveniences whenever he reflected on how much suffering his soulmate had endured. Even now, beneath the layers of logic, his hands were so firm around his phone that his knuckles had turned white.

                                     Try to take it easy.

Although he wrote that for Jihyun to receive the message was just as much for himself.

                                      I’ll send you something soothing.

True to his word not long after he had sent his replies Jumin placed several calls to his penthouse staff to set necessary events in motion. He set his phone aside and attempted to refocus on his work. The sooner he finished the sooner he could return to Jihyun’s side and ensure he was recovering properly.

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[ text ]: I woke up to a half empty bottle of cider on my dresser. I drank it and have no regrets. Morning. @ From Sarah

❝30 texts to send to my muse:❞ | Sentence Starter

The message was strange for several reasons. 

                             Firstly because it seemed quite personal in nature and he primarily used his phone for the purpose of business. Surely the average person wasn’t in the habit of telling just anyone that they were drinking so early (let alone wish them good morning). The chances that it was from a client in relation to a deal or property were slim to none.

           Secondly he wasn’t aware that any of his few close acquaintances were in the habit of drinking cider whilst they were rolling out of bed. If the habit existed among them and he was simply unaware that might be something. Only Jumin was certain that wasn’t the case because there was proof in front of him that this person wasn’t from the RFA.

                                                  He didn’t recognize the number at all.

Another person might have catered to their curiosity and replied but Jumin preferred to busy his hands with the silk tails of his tie. His personal grooming and the morning meeting he was due to attend mattered far more than this presumably incorrectly-sent text. Whoever was responsible for it would likely realize their mistake when they sobered up, contact the person they meant to and move on with their lives.

At least that was the logical conclusion.

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my inbox is full of cute text messages from that meme and i’m crying

but also screaming BECAUSE SOMEONE SENT ONE FROM SARAH CHOI

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❝30 texts to send to my muse:❞ | Sentence Starter

Warning(s): Alcohol

[ text ]: I woke up to a half empty bottle of cider on my dresser. I drank it and have no regrets. Morning.

[ text ]: I’d ask why there’s pictures of Kayne West all over my bedroom floor but I don’t actually want an answer at this point.

[ text ]: I can hear your life falling apart through the ceiling.  Shut up.

[ text ]: I just googled ‘Rarest Pepe’ and I’m crying.

[ text ]: I just brought the Spice Girls Greatest Hits.

[ text ]: I’ve had nothing to do all day so I’ve been learning the lyrics to ‘Trap Queen’.

[ text ]: Be proud of drunk me. I managed to only eat HALF of a large pizza this time.

[ text ]: We all got really drunk and communally agreed Bucky Barnes was a ‘cute little button babe’.

[ text ]: What a massive egotistical penis.

[ text ]: Does today require people clothes or can I just wear my pyjamas?

[ text ]: I’m certain he heard me shout and LOUDLY ‘nap time comes before pants time’.

[ text ]: I’m not responding to this because I have died. I’m dead. Dead people don’t answer texts.

[ text ]: I think I’m going to retire and become a hermit.

[ text ]: I want Lucky Charms.

[ text ]: I’m not surprised he didn’t show up. He didn’t arrange it.

[ text ]: I miss hugging you and smelling your hair (in a non-weird way!).

[ text ]: Why are you saved in my phone as ‘Prison Wife’?

[ text ]: I was in the middle of a check-up and the doctor quoted Jurrassic Park at me.

[ text ]: I replaced your apple juice with whiskey six months ago.

[ text ]: Why did you send me pictures of yourself dressed in all of my coats?

[ text ]: I’ve watched so much Peppa Pig I am reaching my point of insanity.

[ text ]: What a complete ball of Human-shaped trash.

[ text ]: You need to stop shouting about Communism in public places.

[ text ]: I was just legitimately asked if Human was a form of meat.

[ text ]: The Devil has a British accent.

[ text ]: You kept making train noises all night. Are you okay?

[ text ]: I just brought some muscle cream and I smell like a herb garden.

[ text ]: I think our neighbour may have gone rabid.

[ text ]: I realise we were joking at the time but are you considering a stripping career?

[ text ]: I don’t want to go out today. I’d rather wear wet socks all day.

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lilstrawbxrry‌:

[Sharon]: I enjoy cooking so I make most of my meals.

[Sharon]: If you keep an eye out for what’s on sale at the supermarket or buy seasonal ingredients, it isn’t all that expensive and the result is much more delicious and pre-packaged foods!

[Sharon]: You’ve mentioned something about a private chef before, right? Does he cook all of your meals?

:: so its a combination of both.

:: a reasonable amount.  :: i often travel because of the company, sometimes overseas :: there are also times when meetings convene at restaurants :: certain benefits come with discussing business over a meal.

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lilstrawbxrry‌:

[Sharon]: Ahー I’ve never looked at it that way.

[Sharon]: It takes considerably less time than making fresh noodles from scratch, so I guess that’s why?

[Sharon]: Instant noodles have sort of become a staple food for college students because they’re so cheap and don’t require any real cooking skills.

:: i see...

:: i prefer fresh pasta. :: but i don’t know how long it takes to make it

:: do you prefer food based on its taste or its cost effectiveness? 

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godsolve‌:

[    omg .   lolololololol    ]

[    i  can’t  believe  it .    ]

[    truly  the  rarest  breed  of  all !    ]

[    a  modern  man  who  knows  not  of  today’s  convenient  food !!!    ]

:: you were the one that brought these into my home :: i’m disappointed :: there’s nothing convenient about them

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lilstrawbxrry‌:

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[Sharon]: I’m afraid that’s not quite how instant noodles work…

[Sharon]: You take the dry noodles and boil them in water together with the seasoning packet.

[Sharon]: It only takes a few minutes so that’s why they’re called ‘instant’.

:: all noodles are cooked by boiling them in water. these have instant written on them so i was expecting something different.

:: why call them instant noodles if they require preparation? :: isn’t that the opposite of being instant?

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:: there is nothing instant about these noodles :: i opened the bag and they do not look even remotely ready for consumption