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{hooooly shit hello. I haven’t logged in here for a minute huh? iiiii’ve been going trough a lot and RP just fell to the wayside.....
shooould I come back? hmm?
maybe.}
"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.
She let out a satisfied hum, smiling against his chest. “I love you, too… I’m still a little in shock, ya know? That this is all actually happening… tomorrow… like we’re going to go to bed and then when we wake up, it’s The Day.”
She looks up at him, giving him a big smile. “I’m so excited, though.”
“It would be a waste– I know you don’t like not to know what we are doing but just this one time can you let me gift you without your knowledge?” he grins “I want everything to be perfect okay? I love you and want you to always remember this.” He smiles
She lets out a pouty little huff, but can't keep up the charade, smiling halfway through her sentence. "You know I hate surprises... but if it's a nice surprise I suppose I could let this one slide. Just this one!" She holds up a finger.
"Now, is this a right now surprise or for later? Because if it's for later you know I'm going to pester you about it until it's time."
CHAN | CLOSED RP
“How long? It has been a few days now. Yixing, Seulgi, myself, Lu, Joy, Taek, and Yeri weren’t about to miss your wedding. We were being called back by grandfather Cho and Grandfather Park. I told Chanyeol he needs to not practice his craft on actual human life but NOOOO..” Irene dramatically was throwing shade at Sehun and proceeded to smack him across the back of the head. “And another thing, I swear on god–if that robot of an ex-boyfriend of yours comes to my granddaughters wedding–you won’t have Chan to worry about–you will have to deal with me, and we all know my anger is worse than hers so–try me if you want to baby man child.” Irene grinned threatening Sehun. “I think when everyone gets here–I will explain what is going to happen.”
"Don't worry, that bucket of bolts shows up I'll dismantle him myself, matter of fact anyone who tries to start shit at my wedding is getting severely fucked up." She drank to that statement, making a face before putting the glass down hard on the coffee table and leaning back into the couch.
"Ugh, I need to stop. But yeah, I'm just not putting up with drama anymore, ask Yeol and his leg how much I tolerate that shit," she grinned up at Irene - whom she'd never been able to call anything near grandmother, with how young she appeared. "Anyway I'm looking forward to this explaining, these boys don't tell me anything, they think I can't handle it or something. Pisses me right off."
"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.
She let out a satisfied hum, smiling against his chest. “I love you, too… I’m still a little in shock, ya know? That this is all actually happening… tomorrow… like we’re going to go to bed and then when we wake up, it’s The Day.”
She looks up at him, giving him a big smile. “I’m so excited, though.”
“I have it taken care of–I am packing everything now.” he chuckles and points to the LV suitcases at the bottom of the stairs. “I made sure to pack our couple outfits, extra clothing, and your medicine.” He smiled. “I know you were hurt by what happened but he was just following orders.”
“Oh, I know. I just think if you’re gonna receive a pretty important final message from someone, it should at least be within the year they died….” she shrugged. She really didn’t want to go over this again.
Looking to the luggage, she gave a satisfied nod before continuing. They were even taking the nice, “yes we’re stupid rich, fuck you” bags.
“Anyway, not like it matters, they’re all leaving after the wedding, so we can go back to focusing on each other without all my family drama.”
“So much drama..” he chuckles “we are going to th e Bahamas lol.” “Laying in bed all day.”
She sighs happily. "You have no idea how nice lying in bed for a whole day sounds. When's the last time we did that? We're totally doing that for a couple days, but I also want to go to the beach, because why even go there if we don't hit the beach? It'd be a waste."
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“When a guy actually likes you? And listens to you???? And cares about you?????? And does nice things for you?????????????”
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CHAN | CLOSED RP
“I know–I know.” He knew his best friend better than anyone else in this world. “I am not saying you need to forgive me but–you need to forgive her. Regardless of if we think it was the right decision or not.” He added. “I know–after you marry Jimin–just focus on that, I will handle everything else.” He reassured her.
“But that’s my whole issue, isn’t it?” she replied, picking her glass back up and sinking into the couch. “Everyone ‘taking care’ of things is the whole problem here - Gigi, Yeol, YOU…” she reached forward and poked him hard in the chest, “you all tried to ‘take care’ of things, to ‘take care’ of me, ever since I was like sixteen, and look at me now. I’m the poster child for why antidepressants and alcohol don’t mix, and I can’t do anything on my own, even if I had to. Good thing I’m marrying rich, I suppose.”
She took another drink, looked at the glass almost sadly, and then finished it. “And I was doing really good before this, mind you. With the drinking. Ah, well, one of two destructive habits stopped is still a good thing”
“After you get married, Yeol, Yixing, and myself will be gone for some amount of time. We have some unfinished business to handle.” He told her, he could only tell her this. Knowing Lay had returned from his mission and knew that a war among families and territories was about to begin.
“Is this the kind of unfinished business I won’t be allowed to know about until about a year after one of you dies?” She could hear the bitterness in her own voice. “Or all of you? Honestly, either tell me things or don’t even mention shit. Now I’m gonna spend my whole honeymoon worrying about you idiots.”
Chan sits back up, reaching for the bottle on the coffee table and topping off her glass. “You want one? If you have one too, this won’t just look like me depression-drinking when Jimin gets home with your son.” God, that felt weird to say. She still wasn’t used to the fact. “Speaking of which, here’s to hoping these don’t all go to my head before I have to explain all this fucked up shit when they do get here, because I don’t even understand the shit sober.”
Sehun sat back in his chair, before could speak a familiar women voice appeared from behind him.
“Now is that anyways to celebrate a joining of families?” Irene said putting her hand oh Hun. “These idiot aren’t going to get hurt I promise, they have Seulgi with them. We all know Seulgi love Chan and will watch out for them, as I get to stay behind for once and spend time with my favorite granddaughter. ” she chuckled walking over to Chan.
It was enough to make her put the glass down. "Oh my- how long have you been here? Like, not just HERE, how long have you been in the city?"
She got up to get two more glasses. "Okay, you don't even need to drink, I just want it to look like I'm not the only one drinking. Though, I think after I explain he'll understand..."
"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.
She let out a satisfied hum, smiling against his chest. “I love you, too… I’m still a little in shock, ya know? That this is all actually happening… tomorrow… like we’re going to go to bed and then when we wake up, it’s The Day.”
She looks up at him, giving him a big smile. “I’m so excited, though.”
“I have it taken care of–I am packing everything now.” he chuckles and points to the LV suitcases at the bottom of the stairs. “I made sure to pack our couple outfits, extra clothing, and your medicine.” He smiled. “I know you were hurt by what happened but he was just following orders.”
"Oh, I know. I just think if you're gonna receive a pretty important final message from someone, it should at least be within the year they died...." she shrugged. She really didn't want to go over this again.
Looking to the luggage, she gave a satisfied nod before continuing. They were even taking the nice, "yes we're stupid rich, fuck you" bags.
"Anyway, not like it matters, they're all leaving after the wedding, so we can go back to focusing on each other without all my family drama."
CHAN | CLOSED RP
“I know–I know.” He knew his best friend better than anyone else in this world. “I am not saying you need to forgive me but–you need to forgive her. Regardless of if we think it was the right decision or not.” He added. “I know–after you marry Jimin–just focus on that, I will handle everything else.” He reassured her.
“But that’s my whole issue, isn’t it?” she replied, picking her glass back up and sinking into the couch. “Everyone ‘taking care’ of things is the whole problem here - Gigi, Yeol, YOU…” she reached forward and poked him hard in the chest, “you all tried to ‘take care’ of things, to 'take care’ of me, ever since I was like sixteen, and look at me now. I’m the poster child for why antidepressants and alcohol don’t mix, and I can’t do anything on my own, even if I had to. Good thing I’m marrying rich, I suppose.”
She took another drink, looked at the glass almost sadly, and then finished it. “And I was doing really good before this, mind you. With the drinking. Ah, well, one of two destructive habits stopped is still a good thing”
“After you get married, Yeol, Yixing, and myself will be gone for some amount of time. We have some unfinished business to handle.” He told her, he could only tell her this. Knowing Lay had returned from his mission and knew that a war among families and territories was about to begin.
"Is this the kind of unfinished business I won't be allowed to know about until about a year after one of you dies?" She could hear the bitterness in her own voice. "Or all of you? Honestly, either tell me things or don't even mention shit. Now I'm gonna spend my whole honeymoon worrying about you idiots."
Chan sits back up, reaching for the bottle on the coffee table and topping off her glass. "You want one? If you have one too, this won't just look like me depression-drinking when Jimin gets home with your son." God, that felt weird to say. She still wasn't used to the fact. "Speaking of which, here's to hoping these don't all go to my head before I have to explain all this fucked up shit when they do get here, because I don't even understand the shit sober."
CHAN | CLOSED RP
“I know–I know.” He knew his best friend better than anyone else in this world. “I am not saying you need to forgive me but–you need to forgive her. Regardless of if we think it was the right decision or not.” He added. “I know–after you marry Jimin–just focus on that, I will handle everything else.” He reassured her.
"But that's my whole issue, isn't it?" she replied, picking her glass back up and sinking into the couch. "Everyone 'taking care' of things is the whole problem here - Gigi, Yeol, YOU..." she reached forward and poked him hard in the chest, "you all tried to 'take care' of things, to 'take care' of me, ever since I was like sixteen, and look at me now. I'm the poster child for why antidepressants and alcohol don't mix, and I can't do anything on my own, even if I had to. Good thing I'm marrying rich, I suppose."
She took another drink, looked at the glass almost sadly, and then finished it. "And I was doing really good before this, mind you. With the drinking. Ah, well, one of two destructive habits stopped is still a good thing"
"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.
She let out a satisfied hum, smiling against his chest. “I love you, too… I’m still a little in shock, ya know? That this is all actually happening… tomorrow… like we’re going to go to bed and then when we wake up, it’s The Day.”
She looks up at him, giving him a big smile. “I’m so excited, though.”
Jimin looked concerned for a moment and then chuckled, “I am guessing you shot Chanyeol?” he chuckled again. “You know he was only trying to help you right? But that is okay, we can take pictures against the wall.”
"Of course I did." She replied, like he was asking if she'd taken her mess or something equally normal. "Keeping important information that could have saved me a lot of trouble is a real funny way of 'trying to help', but what do I know, right?" Though her tone stayed light, it was evident she was still quite prickly about the whole ordeal.
"Anyway, yeah, we'll lean him against something, it'll be fine. Do we have everything packed for the honeymoon? We're leaving pretty early and I don't want to leave anything."
"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.
She let out a satisfied hum, smiling against his chest. “I love you, too… I’m still a little in shock, ya know? That this is all actually happening… tomorrow… like we’re going to go to bed and then when we wake up, it’s The Day.”
She looks up at him, giving him a big smile. “I’m so excited, though.”
“You will be the lady of the house. I promise to love you forever.” he spoke softly. “I won’t let anyone take that away from you. i promise.”
“Regardless on how my step father feels, I am marrying you because I love you. You were that one person who saved me from myself. The one woman who didn’t judge me because of my past and who my parents are and what they own. Nothing and no one can change my feeling about you. As I know your life has not been an easy one. Like I said when we first started dating, I won’t go away until you send me away.” he recalled on their first date.
"I know, I know," she teased him, grinning. "You always remind me."
She stepped away, taking his hands and bringing him to the couch. " do have oooone regret, though." She paused long enough for concern to show on his face, then continued. "Maybe I shouldn't have shot someone in the wedding party before the wedding? Those crutches.... they're going to ruin the pictures. Maybe we can take them against a wall, so he can lean...."
She made an over dramatic thinking face.
CHAN | CLOSED RP
"Sehun, please, stop handing me things," she sighed, holding up a hand and refusing to take it. She knew he was trying to help, but it just wasn't something she could handle. She took a drink, grimacing.
"Let me process this in my own time. If you really remember everything, you remember that I'm not... I'm not doing well, still. About all this." She sighed, reaching deep in the box for her sister.
She set the urn on the coffee table. "I can't even display her, Sehun."
CHAN | CLOSED RP
Sehun quickly made it to the trash bin, proceeding to throw up all over the place. “Jesus christ–where’s my son?” he sighed, at this point he knew Chan would ask questions. “Where’s Junyul?” He asked once again. All he was worried about was his child, he hadn’t felt sick like this in a very long time, the last time he felt this ill was after Gina died. “There’s something I have to show you–” he spoke to her, pulling out a black album titled “Our Secrets”. “Now–don’t be mad–this is something Gina made up for you before she died. She made me promise not to save her–to not try to revive her–or Mike would be chasing after all of us forever–” he spoke as tears rolled down his soft pink cheeks, as he already knew, that his album was going to change her feelings toward her sister forever.
"Your.....?"
She looked up at him, then down at the album he's set in her hands. Now she wanted to throw up, too. She swallowed hard, running a palm over the cover. This... this wasn't right, it wasn't real. Was it? Maybe he wasnt recalling things right.
But what if he wasn't? It sort of made sense, in a way. She looked up from the album's cover, focusing back onto his face. Shaking her head slowly, she handed it back and got up, feeling like a baby deer trying to walk as she took the few steps from the couch to the bar on the other side of the living area.
"I... I can't," she tried to begin explaining as her shaky hands reached for a glass, then a bottle. She took a breath, trying to steady herself. "I don't even know if you know what you're talking about, you didn't even know who you were a few hours ago," she said as she reached under the bar to get ice. In hindsight, keeping a fully stocked bar when your fiancée has alcoholic tendencies probably is some bad form on Jimin's part, she thought absently as she poured herself some of the good whiskey one of his coworkers gifted him at their engagement party. She drank it down almost in one, poured another, and then came back over to the couch - bringing the bottle as an afterthought.
"Junyul's being picked up from school now, he's coming straight here. Please don't say anything about... this. Not yet. We're gonna have to sit him down and explain things," she told him. "But not right out of the gate. I need you to promise me, Sehun."
"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.
She let out a satisfied hum, smiling against his chest. "I love you, too... I'm still a little in shock, ya know? That this is all actually happening... tomorrow... like we're going to go to bed and then when we wake up, it's The Day."She looks up at him, giving him a big smile. "I'm so excited, though."
CHAN | CLOSED RP
She'd gotten a bit lost looking at a particular picture, but her name got her attention and she looked up a th Sehun, who kind of looked like he was going to throw up. "Hmm? You okay, Hun? Too much? You look kind of green..."
CHAN & YEOL | CLOSED
She let him sit, even though she'd expressly forbidden him to move. She still didn't believe him, he couldn't have been clueless - they'd all said at some point after it all happened that they either saw it coming or should have...
She took the pistol's aim off of him for the time being, and clicked on the file. It'd been so long since she heard her sister's voice that, she was sure, she probably wouldn't recognize it if she heard it. But there it was, there SHE was, speaking to her... telling her all these things...
Surprisingly enough, she didn't cry. Not right away. She didn't feel the tears cut lines down her cheeks until this digital ghost of her sister started telling her to be strong. And it was less out of sadness than it was out of anger with herself because thinking back, when it mattered, she wasn't. She broke under all that pressure and her responsibilities were given to others. Would it have been different, if she had this then? If she knew? And what about her nephew? The boy still thinks that awful man is his father...
The video ended. The room was silent. She said nothing, Chanyeol said nothing, and it stayed that way for quite some time. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Chan Ah ejected the USB drive, collected all the files and other important things from the desk and placed them in her bag, still not saying a thing as she stood and fired a shot into his leg, just under the knee.