— 맑은

jus rp bro

[kkyungz]

wassup, michelin here to remind everyone to get their damn winter tires on. but let me introduce.. uhm.. this thing.

nice.    ( profile , bio, timeline of events )

━♡ guess the 25 YEAR OLD DECEMBER baby just arrived to dallyeog! it makes sense, because YOON KYUNGMI is just as COOL as the month of DECEMBER. wait, why do they remind me of YOO JEONGYEON? beyond that, they seemed OUTGOING & SHARP upon first glance. i heard someone say they’re sort of PRETENTIOUS & COLD though. i hope they get acquainted here in COMPLEX #4 / APARTMENT #1214 / FLOOR #4; they seem to have a lot going on with HER job as a STUDENT. ( michelin man, 22, he/him, est. )

this is bruh girl Yoon Kyungmi, a very cool, resting-bitch-face, intellect that you’ll only ever see once in a blue moon. my oct. nov. and dec. babies who reside in complex #4, you can expect 2am encounters.  she’s currently a student at snu, studying computer science so if you need help with computer stuff and phone stuff—just technology in general—she can assist (with a small fee ofc) however, she’s a part-time hacker for a hacker group (think anonymous but less famous) but no one knows that and she’ll keep it that way. 

her personality is quite manageable (chaotic). from a strangers pov, she’s a stone-cold statue and if you start off on the wrong foot, she might just be one. but she’s actually the friendliest person you can meet. definitely a friend you’d like to have cause she’ll always be there for you. always a lot of laughs too! there’s never a dull moment with kyungmi but she’s also not afraid to be honest. if you’re being dumb, she’ll tell you. super extroverted, super energetic, and super flirtatious. but only flirty when she doesn’t intend it to be. when she tries to flirt, it’s horrendous. 0/10 would not smash.

currently blanking on plot ideas so.. hopefully kyungmi is of interest to you! like this and i can dm you and we can just chit chat until something strikes us.

[kkyungz]

ancientstrings​:

    𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖓 𝖔𝖉𝖉 𝖊𝖝𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊,

    bona had thought. and it was seemingly only getting worse and more absurd. the stranger was definitely suspicious at best and a danger to society at worst. “he’s like six?”, she mumbled after the other, brows definitely furrowed at their shared confusion. wait– why did the other seem confused as well? bona tried to brush it off, but the thought definitely stayed in the back of her mind. “and you got him this… weirdly diy-looking drone?”, bona kept asking, wondering if the other was just creeping around on people through the windows, her gaze slowly crawling up the building, wondering how many people one could stalk with with that kind of device. she had been distracted, fingertips running over her knuckles as she thought about it, until the other’s voice brought her back to reality. 

    “you’re welcome.”, she said with a soft grin on her lips, wondering where this encounter was going. something definitely seemed fishy, but bona let the other entertain her – maybe this would be the only highlight of her day after all. the other definitely didn’t give off mom-vibes, most likely because they both seemed to be in the same age range. not like it was impossible, but… the other just didn’t seem the type. she let go of the drone, handing it over to the other, almost reluctantly; as if the mystery was abou to just disappear into the day and bona would never know what really happened to the entire situation – that was until she heard the next words coming out of the stranger’s mouth. 

    “you gotta be shitting me.”, bona let out a loud laugh before taking another drag of her cigarette, shaking her head. “that sounds like you want to kidnap me.”, she explained with an eyebrow cocked, licking over her lips. “trying to kidnap a full-grown adult with the promise of a child?”, she continued questioning the other as she let the cigarette drop onto the floor, stepping on it. “’aight. show me your kid then.”

" weirdly diy-looking drone? " her head tilts, an evident offence in her furrowed brows. it certainly took a brutal hit, but it wasn't weird looking. she also didn't put her entire effort into its aesthetic appeal. her target audience isn't badass biker girls; it's more for possible spy and secret agent work, so she built it small and quiet. " this is the best thing on the market. you should be honoured to have held it. " sure, it was still a work in progress with a few tweaks in need, but it's kyungmi's baby. she carries it with care and pride. " out of things here that are weird—it wouldn't be this. " her gaze bounces down, suggesting the other was the odd one out.

the loud laugh made her head fall, eyes closing shut. it was an attempt to hide the ever-growing grin pulling at her features, partially in disbelief in how her pick-up line flew over the other's head but also in distaste of those words left her mouth. using a kid as an excuse with the implications of sex was—incredibly awful. and she was grateful it was perceived differently. but with the girl's laidback attitude, her fear of having a big expense disappeared. truthfully, she'd rather pay the bill at this point. she also didn't have to pretend to be a prosperous mother. " oh, sweetie, " she chuckles, shaking her head before lifting her gaze. " you think i want to kidnap you? i just wanted to fuck. " she confesses with a shrug. " but since you said your bike has been through worse, i won't need to pay anything. and there's also no witnesses— " she proves her point by looking around their surrounding area. " so we can just say this never happened and continue with our day. “ she shifts to turn and begin walking away but lets out another comment. " i felt like we would've had fun too. it's a shame you have a bad attitude. "

[kkyungz]

fvyvko​:

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     her eyes landed on kyungmi zipping up the tent, mentally thanking her for keeping the cold out. her own body felt heavy, as if she was melting into the sleeping back underneath her, the world still spinning slowly around her. at least there were no aliens around anymore. a soft sigh of relief escaped her parted lips, her head moving back down as she heard the last zipper being closed. “i wasn’t even yelling…”, fuyuko said softly this time, unaware that she was mumbling her words at this point. she felt so incredibly tired all of a sudden, that she didn’t even quite register kyungmi moving. 

    ‘snacks’ – fuyuko was hit with kyungmi’s weight on top of her, finally opening her eyes again. the hand on her cheek felt cold and fuyuko looked up at the other, trying to process slowly. “yes, it’s a bit cold…”, she managed to whisper out before she felt the other’s lips on hers once more. it reminded her of the last time, but this time seemed more certain, without the doubt looming in the back of her mind. just having parted her own lips for the other, kyungmi had pulled away a little again. “mmh.”, she let out, bringing her hand up to be placed on the younger’s neck, playing with her hair a little. “shrimp chips?”, fuyuko asked back, raising her brows a little. this time she wasn’t moving away to leave. 

    she didn’t really want the other to move, neither did she want to move herself, so she just let out a soft groan. “god, let’s get rid of these terribly… cold, moist and dirty clothes.”, fuyuko had been feeling bothered by her jacket and pants for a while now and she didn’t want her shoes anymore either. sitting up, she just pushed kyungmi along with herself – hands working slowly but surely, grabbing onto kyungmi’s jacket first, pushing it off her shoulders and putting it aside before removing her own. “i hope i speak for the both of us when i say it might be cozier in the dry, warm blankets.”, she explained, reaching out with both of her hands to cup kyungmi’s cheeks, pulling her in to press another peck onto her lips. “are you feeling okay?”

her attention returned once a hand lands on her neck, staring down. honestly, kyungmi has been wanting to kiss the entire day—actually, even a day after things went a bit sour between them but never dared to; she felt guilty for it the first time, so it would be rude to try again. or so she believed until their drug-inspired talk in the woods. the whispered words of 'mutual feelings' still replaying in her mind. " shrimp chips. " she nods to confirm. " do you not like shrimp chips? i think i have a bag of marshmallows for the s'mores.. " her words fade out as her brain attempts to focus on her memory. anything that happened before the wild mushrooms seem to be blurred.

" huh? " her concentration snaps back when movement and the mention of removing clothes entered her ears. suddenly, they were in an upright position with kyungmi straddling fuyuko's lap, and her arms naturally hung loosely over the other's shoulders. not that the student found the detective as innocent; but the word prude has passed in descriptive terms. fuyuko has shown conservative responses to some of her advancements, and that may be because of her kindness, but kyungmi figured she wouldn't get anything more than a kiss. (which is perfectly fine.) the jacket already slipping off her arms proved otherwise. her head tilts with a brow perking up in surprise. " oh? " she manages to murmur before a peck planted on her lips. the following question curved a smile. " better than ok. " since clothes are what fuyuko wanted to remove, kyungmi followed orders by grabbing the hem of her shirt and lifting it off. " and you? how are you feeling? "

[kkyungz]

dcllface​:

         as the other squirmed in her embrace yuri couldn’t help but laugh loudly. they did this almost every day it seemed but it never got old. yuri loved watching the heat flow through kyungmi’s cheeks as she held onto her tighter and tighter. it never failed to make her burst put into a fit of giggles. “ i don’t think you know what kidnapping is , love . see , you came over here willingly . and right now you’re choosing to stay with me . willingly ! you know you wanna be here with me ! “ she sang, hugging kyung tighter and tighter. yuri could’ve invited one of her other friends over to her place but she always chose kyung. it might’ve seemed like she didn’t want to be there but yuri knew it was all an act. well, some of it anyway. even though her constant affection made kyungmi all discombobulated, they had good times together. so when yuri heard protests from the other she usually ignored them. this was there thing.

        she glides gracefully across her freshly mopped hardware floor once her guest escapes her arms. “ you’ll see,” she says mysteriously as she twirls her way in front of kyungmi. by ‘ you’ll see ‘ she meant that she’d hang onto her legs whenever she tried to leave. that usually did the trick. that, or she’d whine about how just how much she’d miss her if she’d left. after her mini ballet session, yuri plops down on the couch beside her. she presses their faces together and sighed deeply. “ isn’t this nice ? we haven’t done this in forever . just hangin’ out . you and me . me and you . “ they were together just the other day and there was no reason for her to be this dramatic but she loved to play with kyungmi. her reactions were worth it. yuri pulls back from her face at her guest’s comment. “ oh , you mean on you ? only if you want me to , babe . if you wanna put a whole new meaning to ‘ make yourself at home ‘ we can ! “

the sudden performance raised an eyebrow, but a smile tugs at her features. it seems the other was in a good mood today, which puts kyungmi in a lot of danger. personal space was already hard to achieve, but when the girl is overly-happy, it's impossible. boundaries are threatened continuously on these days, leaving kyungmi to take bathroom breaks to calm the atmosphere. was she sexually attracted to yuri? possibly. will she ever admit it? absolutely not. to all her friends and acquaintances, yuri's appearance and appeal are 'alright' at best. the girl already has the satisfaction of seeing kyungmi flustered. what more would she like?

the student let out a dramatic sigh once the other joined her on the couch, accepting her fate as cheeks were firmly pressed together. " we did this just the other day. i'm pretty sure precisely like this too. " she chuckles at the thought with her head shaking in disbelief. she wondered what would happen if she went back home for a week. would yuri follow her? wouldn't shock her if she did. " i think you're beginning to show signs of separation anxiety. we should see a therapist about it. " her hand reaches out to give comforting pats to the younger's knee. however, her hand was quick to pull back into her own lap after the girl's comment. her brows raise in surprise. " i didn't—that's not what i was implying, " she stutters. " i was thinking more innocently, like using it as a threat or weapon. i think we're also past that stage of 'make yourself at home'. i basically live here now. "

[kkyungz]

fvyvko​:

event starter for @kkyungz​

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    fuyuko never saw much of a cook in kyungmi. after all, she somehow imagined her to be very this or that and on the scale right now she seemed more on the chaotic side, like someone who wouldn’t really bother to make their own lunch. but maybe, just maybe, the other would have some tricks up her sleeve, since kyungmi never stopped surprising fuyuko. “you have to really get in there.”, the private detective said as she watched kyungmi kneading the dough. “it needs to be super smooth, here–”, she said as she stepped closer, pulling up her sleeves once more, grabbing onto kyungmi’s wrists gently, helping her to push down on the dough. “let out your aggressions or something, i know you can do that.”

kyungmi is a baker—not a cook. although many might think it's collectively the same, it's not. she makes bread, so the dough isn't something new, but she's never made dumplings. she was uncertain and cautious of her strength. truthfully, she'd much rather be day-drinking right now but felt inclined to offer assistance. after all, she needed to change her reputation. she couldn't be an off-the-wall party girl with a drink in her hand. she wanted to prove she was 'girlfriend material'.

" my aggressions? " she laughs. " what makes you think i have pent-up aggression i need to let out? i don't hold in hostility, i let it out at the moment. why do you think all the young boys in dallyeog are intimidated by me? if it's anyone, i believe you are the one who needs to open your bottled-up aggression. i've never seen you mad beside the time you slapped me. "

[kkyungz]

winterlost​:

she nods in fake understanding, though danbi’s happy to say she’s definitely never hit anyone in the face with a snowball. ( though that might be attributed less to her maturity and more to her bad aim, actually. ) “ oh, really, ” she asks, poking holes in kyungmi’s claims, rolling her eyes. the older continues running her mouth and she can only laugh, pretty features scrunching up at the possible insult. “ tarzan and jane? if only you had the muscles to match, ” she teases, shrugging her shoulders, “ unless you wanted to be my animal friend? ”

danbi blows a raspberry at her in exasperation over kyungmi’s exaggeratedly slow steps, yanking the older over to match her pace. “ who wants alone time with you? ” she grumbles, but she hooks her arm around kyungmi’s to keep her in place, a little petulant stomp to her steps. when she’d first arrived in seoul, the other had been a surprising safe harbour for her, unashamed of any countryside habits and lack of city know-how, and danbi finds herself comfortable around the other woman, even now. she shudders at the suggestion that she might have been even a little interested in the other, though. “ i would never, ” she protests, making a face and threatening none-too-seriously, “ i could just ditch you here, so you better watch out, you hear? ”

a dramatic gasp inhaled while a hand lands on her chest. an evident show of offence. kyungmi is (surprisingly) someone who takes their physical appearance and health seriously. she follows a diet and workouts daily. mostly to impress women, but that's beside the point. " you know i bench-pressed fifty kilograms the other day? i'm basically god. " she lifted her right arm to flex her bicep but quickly realizing her jacket was counterproductive. her arm lowers in defeat. " it depends on the animal. " a grin tugging at her lips. " if i was a jaguar or something cool, then i may be open to talking about being your animal friend. "

she couldn't help but laugh when the younger one started dragging her to quicken her steps. an arm hooking with hers, almost as if to lock kyungmi in place. at times, it was the only way to keep the student in place or else she'd wander or continue to cause a commotion. " i know a few who'd like to be alone with me. " her devilish grin suggested a double meaning behind her words. " i won't say who because i don't want to expose them. still, i've often gone over to help with their technology. " although suggestive, it had innocent intentions.

" i dare you to ditch me and make your journey back to camp—if you ever make it—a boring one. "

[kkyungz]

coffeesbrb​:

“ i didn’t know today’s a beer day, ‘ he replies from behind her after just returning from his post-work job. the same round every day, to stay in shape or jumping from a roof to another may end deadly ( and the training is welcomed after a stiff day at the office ). comfy clothes and his hair being a mess, not the outfit you want your friends to see you in most of the time but with this one, it’s fine. a soft chuckle follows and he takes out his key to unlock the door for her, offering a small bow. 

his apartment isn’t a mess, thankfully. “ please, walk in and offer your sacrifice to the living room table. i will join you just in a second to ask you for a duel of who can empty it faster. “ it’s still part of the plan to change to another pair of clothes, at least. once there is room, he slips inside and walks to the kitchen. “ make yourself home and ignore the files around. somehow paper works is like some magical objects and without noticing it, you find it doubling itself. “ with that, he disappears in his bedroom to change into another pair of comfortable clothing. 

her visits usually are all connected to calm interactions, so there is no reason to rush or wonder why she had decided to pop in for a hello today. “ i don’t have any food around so if you want some, we have to order, “ he calls out, returning to her after a surprisingly fast minute. 

her shoulders jump, and the box in hand nearly slipped through her fingertips. her head snapped in the direction of the voice. she was entirely focused on the door that she blocked out her surroundings, not hearing the male sneak up on her. upon the sight of the familiar face, her shoulders relax, and a smile pulls up her features. " when is it never a beer day? " she counters with an eyebrow raised. kyungmi likes to dance on the line of alcoholism. they say an alcoholic drinks more than four a day or twelve a week, but what if she drinks twelve on one day of the week? is that considered a problem or an enjoyable day? hard to tell.

" please, i think you already know who can empty it faster. " she chuckles, bowing in gratitude for the hospitality even though it was unexpected and somewhat pressured. she slipped off her shoes and placed the sacrifice onto the table as told. her blazer was immediately taken off and laid on the sofa's arm. if she could, she would strip out of these business clothes right here but found that their friendship wasn't at that stage just yet. she also wouldn't want to have a handsome man point out any body flaws that'll linger in her self-consciousness. kyungmi unhooked the top two buttons on her white button-up. their outfits were comically opposites.

" tell me about it. " she sighs, falling onto the couch. her voice raises as he left the room. " who would've thought working for a security software company required paperwork too—did you know my boss gave me two briefcases full of expired contracts i had to sort alphabetically at home? like who uses paper nowadays? " she took the initiative to break open the case, grabbing a beer before laying back with feet prompted onto the table.  " first i bring the drinks, now i gotta get the food. i'm starting to feel like this relationship is one-sided, or you're gold-digging. " she jokes, already scrolling on her phone searching for restaurants.

[kkyungz]

bangxseojoon​:

a quick dodge had the icy ball just miss his shoulder. sniggering as he did so when an amusing response came up as he was hoping for. maybe not the lobbing of snow itself but it had affected the other in a good humored way which was what he was aiming at. “that still doesn’t answer my question.” he countered back with his impish smirk.

once they were done with their… ‘art’, seojoon stood up as well. hands placing on his hips despite the need to brush off the snow clinging to his clothes. first, he had to inspect this snow animal. noting the flaws like her before he added to her statement. “yeah, we’re like the picassos of the 3d art form.”

" i don't have a strange fetish. " she quickly projected before any other comments could appear. " i don't have any fetish, actually, " she says while sternly putting a stop to further questions with her palm showing. although it did have her stop to think for a moment. she doesn't, right? she doesn't think so. well, it was undoubtedly not disembodied people. but her gaze shifts to the man beside her, eyelids lowering into a squint. " do... do you have a fetish? "

" thank you. " she nods in agreement. surprisingly proud of this creation. a moment of silent admiring is held before a reality check pushed out a deep sigh. " someone's going to pee on it, aren't they? "

[kkyungz]

hooneytm​:

he permits their conversation to grow naturally, not pushing anything that feels out of place. this is how he works, he reads the mood and bases his interactions on it. does it always turn out to be pleased for his opposites? of course not, but there is always the knowledge of being real. hyunhoon likes to express himself, maybe not always in worsd but actions. everyone is beautifully different and if people hate the way he is so shall it be ( as it wouldn’t be the first time and surely not the most painful one )

his tongue goes over his lip as she gets closer, making a soft confession. at least, tonight he feels okay to accept a tease about his face. it is how it is but occasionally, the tease about it can be hurtful, even to his overall confident nature. 

for now, he simply gives her a long gaze before his lips turn into a smirk: “ hah, you are just jealous that i will  still look young when you already have some rockstar gray hair. “ speaking of it, she would rock silver hair for sure. it is a color he hasn’t tried yet … maybe it’s time to get some dyes tomorrow. “ now, since you are my honorably elder, do you wish me to carry you safely back? i make no promises we arrive there tho, i get distracted quite easy by flower thieves and evil joggers. “

when it comes to teasing, kyungmi is a nuisance. it's all fun and games, but it indeed crosses lines. especially if she isn't aware of people's insecurities; however, she's quick to apologize and learn from her mistakes when there's confrontation. but she can't fix what's not broken. and with his smirk, it seems her teasing was well-received as she also got her buttons pushed. the hand not on his shoulder pushed her hair from her face—a nod acknowledging his comment. " you're correct, i am jealous. but don't think you'll look young forever. when your time comes, it's going to hit you like a brick while i have gradually entered that stage of life. " she warns with a pat on his shoulder.

she looks him over once more, trying to dissect if he's been drinking or if she's the lonely intoxicated. it doesn't matter, either way, but if there were going to be regrettable sayings or doings, she'd rather not have him remember as well. " an el—elder?! " her eyes widen. oh god, is she actually considered an elder to some people now? she's still in her mid-twenties—late mid-twenties but still mid-twenties nonetheless. she sucked her teeth, pushing him gently away. " i don't want to participate in your elderly kink, so i'll have to decline the piggyback ride, unfortunately. i also wouldn't want to meet an evil jogger at this time—don't take offence, but i don't think you'd protect us well. so a taxi ride will be fine. "

[kkyungz]

96nikita​:

it’s not like niki has a clean reputation on the internet—she’d admit that sometimes she likes to put on the good girl act, likes to play the pretty but dumb character, because that’s what some people like to believe. she’s only famous because she’s pretty. if she’s not pretty, nobody would even pay attention to her. even her youtube channel is boring. she’s seen a lot of comments, and a lot of the time they make her question herself: is that the real me? who is the real me?

when it comes to being a public figure, it’s hard to stay true to herself, but then again niki doesn’t even know which part of her is the real one. the influencer has lived all her life trying to fit into others’ expectations so much that she’s afraid to find her true self, afraid that she’d lose everything she has right now if she ever strayed from who the public believes she is.

(the thing is she really never tries to prove them wrong. instead she’s showing them that they’re right about all the things they say about her online. that’s her fucking problem, isn’t it?)

she doesn’t know what kyungmi thinks of her, if she believes what she’s heard, but right now is not the time to worry about that. you can keep that a secret. niki smiles in response to the other’s words. it won’t stay a secret for too long anyways. she’d post that selfie she took after getting out of the cold water on instagram later, and kyungmi would know if she ever sees it.

at kyungmi’s next words, niki raises a brow at her when she says, “me? how am i a fucking simp?” her tone almost sounds like she’s offended by the claim. “i thought people simp for me, not the other way around.” well, that’s what she thinks. maybe she is a simp after all … in some cases, but will niki ever admit it? maybe, maybe not. hugging herself to keep warm, niki gives kyungmi another offended look, which is quickly replaced by a teasing grin. “sounds like you’re the one who’s getting ideas, kyungmi. do you really wanna hug me that bad?” niki tilts her head to the side, batting her eyelashes playfully. “don’t be shy. come and hug me then.” not that she’d mind it anyways.

" i mean, people definitely simp for you. but you're not entirely innocent. " she gave a sheepish expression, her palm facing the sky as her shoulders lift slightly. she doesn't want to step over any boundaries, but she's also not going to lie. kyungmi is observant, and when someone's life is on the internet, it's not hard to spot who's in whos likes or comment sections. not to say kyungmi is innocent. she's undoubtedly tossed her morals out the window to get the attention of a pretty person, which may or may not be a surprise to some friends. " it's not an insult. " she waves her extended hand in the air. " i mean we all do it. there's "simping" in all of us. " the more she rambles, the more prominent the hole she’s currently digging herself in. perhaps not speaking at all is in her best interest.

she took the initiative to begin their trek back to camp. at times like this, kyungmi wishes she fell into the stereotypical introverted nerd category. the ones with no social life, no sex life, impaired vision, and gaming addiction. unfortunately, only two apply to her. (and she has perfect vision)

a laugh escaped at niki's comment, spinning around to look at her while steps continued backwards. " hug? you? what about all your fanboys? they would get so incredibly jealous. although it would be a great honour, i rather not put my life in danger. " she teases back, a grin tugging at her lips. " my ideas didn't have a hug in them. " she sends a playful wink before turning around. her free hand is sliding into her hoodie pouch. " but i'll make sure to put that nikita jung wanted to hug me in all my bios. "

[kkyungz]

fvyvko​:

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    she wasn’t sure about what kyungmi had been thinking, however by the looks on her face, fuyuko could tell that something wasn’t quite right. maybe she had said something or done something, however she wasn’t about to stop once more in the snow to argue with her for the millionth time. she was still high, hungry, cold and tired, and she just wanted to be wrapped into a blanket. with the few brushes of romance that she had experienced, fuyuko should have known that things wouldn’t be easy, specially for her kind; which got even more noticeable when her pleasant thoughts about blankets and warmth got disrupted by kyungmi’s hand pulling away. right. there were others. a soft sigh escaped her, at least kyungmi was still following her and hadn’t gotten lost somewhere in the woods again. “finally…”; she mumbled, almost forgetting that the other had been talking to her. “yeah, uhm… over here.”, she motioned for her to come along, not even sure what sort of mood or feelings she should be feeling. right now her bodily needs were taking over, emotions could wait a little longer.  

    as she spotted her tent, she unzipped it quickly, hands roaming blindly over her things as she squinted her eyes, trying to see something at least. it wasn’t too hard to grab a blanket and fuyuko quickly got back up from her knees and wrapped it around kyungmi’s shoulders. she felt like she herself was doing bad, she didn’t really want to imagine how the younger must be feeling. fuyuko stared at her a little longer before letting out another deep sigh, kneeling back down in front of her tent, and ending up falling inside. the softness and warmth of the blankets and sleeping bag were welcoming her. “kyungmi!”, she shouted, not sure if the other was following. “are there snacks? there must be snacks… i packed snacks.”, she said groggily, her hands just touching along her sides, patting the tent, trying to see if she would magically get ahold of anything edible. suddenly, every little doubt and annoyance she was feeling was fading, the joy of laying down in something warm overtaking. 

with the detective's guidance, they safely made it back to their tent, which is impressive but not surprising. fuyuko is the mature one that seems to be able to handle whatever is thrown at her. while kyungmi——kyungmi is not. without the other, the student would still be in the forest, probably accepting her fate of impending death. although when she tells this adventure to friends, she may take the credit.

she follows like a trained puppy, silent and well-behaved mostly because she'd also like to lay down in an insulated tent. it's been a long day, and if she could sleep off the remaining high, that'll be ideal. the blanket wrapping around her body proved the other had the same thought. or she gained mind-reading powers. in kyungmi's current state, both are plausible. she smiles at the kind gesture. however, the deep sigh is not going unnoticed—until fuyuko tripped into the tent, causing a laugh from kyungmi. her entrance wasn't elegant either, but at least she didn't fall. " i'm right here. stop yelling. " she rested on her knees, zipping the door closed. although they were alone the entire time, once the zipper met the end of its track, a sense of privacy engulfed her. a smirk pulling her features in deviltry.

" snacks? " she asks, spinning around and not hesitating to crawl on top of the detective. a hand gently cups the girl's soft cheek while a thumb slides across her lower lip. " let's get warm first before eating. " the suggestion came with a chuckle before the space between them sealed shut. a kiss planted on lips. her over-eager attitude had her tongue sneak out to graze her upper lip before remembering; slow. she needs to go slow. " what kind of snacks? " she mumbles against the other, pulling her head back to look around the dark canvas shelter. " i think i brought shrimp chips in my backpack. "

[kkyungz]

ancientstrings​:

    𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖒𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖑 𝖙𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖊,

    bona wanted to know who the culprit was. drones were not to fly this low anyway, right? specially… this looked homemade? she was still inspecting the device, turning it in her hands, eyes trying to take in the details even though she didn’t know much about drones – but it definitely wasn’t the first machine she would be keeping an eye on. taking another drag from her cigarette, she turned around a little, trying to scan if anyone had been coming closer; there was no way someone would be just wasting hundred-thousands of won just like that, they surely must have wanted their device back. 

    as she spotted a young woman coming up to her from behind some cars, bona raised her brows. the words that came out of her mouth seemed rushed, nervous, and bona’s cigarette hung from her lips in disbelief. “your…. kid?”, she asked as she eyed the other, her orbs obviously wandering from head to toe and back up to the other’s face. now, bona had seen some milfs, however the person standing in front of her… didn’t quite fit in. maybe too young. not that bona was complaining. with a soft scoff and a chuckle, she turned her body to lean over her bike, holding up the drone in one hand, looking at it with a tilted head. “yeah, kids can be quite clumsy, am i right?”, she asked with a grin on her lips, using her fingers to make one of the propellers spin a little. “did you just leave him behind in the park?”, bona continued pressing on, a little nod of her head motioning towards the park behind them. “bet he looks all cute, just like his mom.”, she mentioned as she stood back up straight, reaching out with her hand to offer the drone to the other. “just a little scratch. my bike will survive it. has seen worse.” 

she knew it was a mistake to use a kid as an excuse. she likes kids and has fun babysitting them. however, she's nowhere near mother-material. she still needs to mature before that time comes. but now she's in the lie. her fingertips were inches away from the drone, wanting to grab it and make her quick exit. so close. she watches the other almost mock her with the device, spinning the propeller with a smug look. it took all of her mental strength not to rudely snatch the drone back. how old was this girl, anyway? she couldn’t be older than kyungmi, and if she was, it must be by a year—maximum. 

" yes, my... kid. " she confirms with as much confusion—definitely should have said niece. " he's like.... six. he often plays in the park alone. " kyungmi scratches the back of her neck. that's what parents do, right? the following comment cocked a brow. is she——flirting? a few blinks from her eyelids as her brain tried to process that sentence. she was usually the first to initiate those one-liners, so it took her back being on the receiving end. now it was her turn to let eyes wander down; short hair, laid-back styling, an intimidating aura, and cool exterior. in a way, it's what kyungmi wants to be, but a nerd is what she's stuck with. when eyes meet again, she reaches out to grab the drone extended to her. a grin tugging at her lips. " thank you. "

it was the perfect time to leave, but it was kyungmi. the exchange was about to get fun—how could she go? " you don't have to bet, you can just come to my place to see if he's cute or not. "

[kkyungz]

closed starter  for  :  @coffeesbrb​

there are only a few friends she doesn't need an excuse to visit, but there's only one that asks zero questions about her day or her feelings. a no-questions-asked type of friendship. they obviously care for each other's wellbeing but cringe at the mention of feelings. it just wasn't them.  after a stressful day, she'd go here to rest, which is where she ended up, directly from an old grumpy misogynistic male yelling at her for doing her job too good to the front door of hwan's apartment. a pitstop was made to grab a case of beer.

with a knock on the door, she stood with a smile and presenting the alcohol so it's the first thing he'll see when he answers the door—if he answers the door. she's sure a probation officer's job is challenging and stressful. he couldn't possibly reject a drink, right? she hopes. not like she wouldn't barge in, but she likes to give the illusion he has an option.

[kkyungz]

hooneytm​:

     “ you do surely just have won the second most memorable first meet i had with a tenant of dallyeog. pleasure to meet you. “ most likely, he will see if he won’t end up being a little scared of her, she surely does feel strong. ( tho it still doesn’t beat hajoon’s plant thievery in the first week after moving in. ) a little bit of humor is a good sign either way and he intends just to make the best out of it. this is what hyunhoon always does, embracing the moment and get to know people.

there’s a playful wink: “ don’t worry, already successfully figured those out on my own a while ago. “ he clears his throat only because hyunhoon isn’t certain nobody else is listening and he’d prefer not to cause any awkwardness for anyone. not that it ever held him back in the past but he can pretend that he improves his own behavior.

“ well, now we are no longer strangers but somewhere between neighbors and business partners. sounds like a great kick of to me. we can now share all the cabs we desire in the future and make exclusive jokes nobody around us will understand at all. “

" i'm honoured. " a hand on her heart shows her sincerity. in her opinion, memorable impressions are better than good ones. sure, it may cause a shiver of embarrassment or a moment of cringe. but, he'll never forget her, even if they were never to talk. that's a win in her book. but kyungmi doesn't see this as embarrassing (which may be due to her system's alcohol indulgence). she's been through worse.

however, the thought of them never talking past this night was immediately tossed out the window. his playful wink and comment had a grin tugging at her lips. she likes this guy. he's matching her energy well and knows how to joke around. she could already sense a mischievous friendship growing. " really now? " she chuckles, a brow raising. " i'll send all those types of clients to you then. "

a hand lands on hyunhoon's shoulders, primarily for balance but also to show comfort. (she doesn't do skinship with just anyone after all) " i like you, " she nods at her own confession. " you'd make a good business partner, but you'll be paying for the cabs. "

" you have babyface. how old are you? are you even allowed to be here? "

[kkyungz]

soojinschoi​:

“N-No. I w-would n-need a l-lot of t-team to do it. A s-stage w-would be s-single a-and is n-not n-necessary l-live but I w-would n-need a l-lot of t-team l-like I s-said” Soojin replied to the older girl with a frustrated sigh. “B-But is a n-nice i-idea” she said with a nod. She nodded. “P-People a-are m-mean and t-think t-that j-just b-because t-they’re at s-social t-they c-can do a-anything” she replied with a nod. She chuckle. “W-Well it a-ain’t f-for e-everybody but I t-think s-still have d-discrete c-celebrities. Is n-not b-because is f-famous t-that p-people can i-invade t-their p-private l-lives”.

she nods in understanding before a chuckle escapes at the frustrated sigh. " got it, big team. " she smiles, " teamwork makes the dream work, right? so i hope you can find a good team to make your dreams come true. "

" although it looks easy from a bystander's point of view, celebrities have one of the most demanding jobs. as a student, i have winter breaks and summer breaks from school. even my job, i have two, sometimes more, days off a week. but a celebrity works consistently—especially females. " now it was her turn to let out a frustrated sigh. " if you don't leave your house perfect, you'll get criticized, which is unfair. "

[kkyungz]

dcllface​:

                          did she lie every other day and say that her phone wouldn’t turn on ? or that her phone mysteriously stopped working even though she was still communicating through it ? yes . and she had no shame about it . it worked every time like a charm even though both of them were aware that her problems were heavily fabricated . in fact , at that very moment she was on her device waiting for guest to arrive . she’d simply shut it off when she heard knocks on her door and claim that something was wrong with it . like always . then she’d hug the other , trapping her into arms so she couldn’t leave . it was something that never got old - at least in her opinion . she always loved to see how panicky the other got when she got a taste of her own medicine . it was yuri’s payback for how much kyung made her lose her train of thought and make her rethink her whole existence ( in the best way , of course ) .

                          she was in her bedroom when she heard knocking at her door and the most embarrassing announcement to ever be made . yuri tripped and stumbled trying to answer before another declaration was heard . she exclaimed as she opened the door and pulled kyung inside . but before she shut the door she made sure to set the record straight . “ uh oh ! don’t you just hate it when the post office is stupid and sends the wrong thing to your home ? ‘cause i sure do ! “ her phoney laugh bouncing off the walls . turning to kyung , she tightly wrapped her arms around her guest . “ if you think you’re leaving after that , you better think again . i’m gonna make you pay , kyung ! “

she could hear the urgent footsteps fastly approaching, watching the hinges of the door nearly fly off by the mere force of the other. naturally, that'll have kyungmi burst into laughter, especially at yuri's horrified expression. the student stumbled in her steps at the sudden pull into the home, still trying to gain composure but only worsening at the girl's attempt to fix the problem kyungmi created. people wonder why she's vulgar or refuses to filter her words, and it's for moments like this; the flushed cheeks, panicked words, and scrambled movements. essentially, it's nothing to be ashamed of, yet everyone has the same reaction.

she knew what was coming next once the door closed, and she tried to slide her backpack off, but the straps stopped at her elbows as her arms were locked in an embrace, chuckling. " you think i don't already know i wasn't going to leave? i was here just yesterday, i know your phone isn't broken. at least i got a good laugh out of this kidnapping. " she teases, a hand patting the other's back. her way of returning the physical touch. even though they were close friends, a pretty girl showing affection still made her awkward. a guilty conscious as if she committed a crime. " how are you going to make me pay? i think my presence alone is payment. " she uses the excuse of her bag uncomfortably hanging to exit yuri's hold, slipping off her shoes. she's been here enough to make herself at home on the couch. her bag is set on the floor, resting against the arm of the sofa. a cheeky grin plastered on her features. " are you going to use the things you got from 'fun adult toys'? "

[kkyungz]

winterlost​:

danbi sees the other woman’s look of disbelief and laughs, reaching out to pinch her nose with cold, still snow covered hands. “ what’s up with that, ” she demands, pouting at her, tossing her hair back in an exaggerated flip. she’s not quite afraid of hamming it up with kyungmi, teasing the older girl by annoying her as much as she can. she doesn’t like that the other can see through her or the teasing that comes with it, but it’s all fair play, given the easy camaraderie they’ve got. faking a scandalised gasp, like she hadn’t been planning on braining someone with a snowball, “ you hit someone in the face? you beast, ” she says, cackling and dancing out of reach.

she makes a face at kyungmi’s hypothetical situation, shaking her head. “ hey, not you on your own, we wouldn’t be getting back to camp if you were our navigator, ” danbi points out, a slip of pink sticking out at the other to tease. hiding both hands in her pockets to warm them up as they walk, danbi thinks about her scenario properly. well—as seriously as kyungmi’s question warrants. “ we could, ” she decides, “ but it’d be boring and i’d hate every second of it! ” wrinkling her nose, danbi shakes her head. “ walk quick, i’m only gonna spend a few hours with you in this wilderness! ”

her nose automatically scrunched from the pinch before her head darts back to escape the girl's hold. a glare is shown while rubbing her nose with the back of her hand—the younger's audacity. how is it that all her younger friends gave her little-to-no seniority respect, yet her older friends did. she shook her head, a hand waving to dismiss the claim. " i didn't hit them in the face. i threw the snowball, and they happened to put their face in its directional path. technically, they're at fault. " she reasoned with a nod.

" hey— " kyungmi raised her index finger, preparing her defence, but silence followed. her navigating skills are certainly... subpar at best. she gets lost in the city consistently, but most of those times are influenced by intoxication. her finger lowers, and a nod of acceptance is undeniable. " you say that, but i think you'd enjoy every second of it. we'd be like tarzan and jane; you're useless, and i have animal friends. " a grin tugging at her lips while chuckling, her hands slipping into her jacket pockets. at danbi's request, her steps purposely slow down. " i didn't hear a please in that sentence, so you just earned yourself an extra hour. plus, when was the last time we had alone time? you're too popular nowadays. remember how you'd always come over because you were basically in love with me? the city changed you, " she jokes.