Moon Child

Jeon jungkook, 20 years old. Not Quite Human.Room 2E,Stay wild, moonchild. {RP Blog. Mun 18+. Some NSFW}

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“Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”

— David Foster Wallace

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“Every man has inside himself a parasitic being who is acting not at all to his advantage.”

— William S. Burroughs (via decapitated-unicorn)

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SOS. Aeson ; Jungkook

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aesonk-ia:

Aeson could relate. His mother and father didn’t have any living relatives and he had been an only child. He still had his childhood home, but the thought of stepping through the door by himself made his heart ache. He wasn’t ready.

“What were they like? Your family,” he asked suddenly curious. He wouldn’t blame his if he didn’t want to talk about it, but it seemed like they were sharing secrets now. “My mom was what the academy would call ‘Gifted’.” he continued, deciding to talk about his parents first. “She could see the future, but it would happen at random times. She had to stop driving because she had a vision on the highway.” Thinking back on it now made him smile. His dad had to take the wheel from the passenger side to keep them for crashing. “Longest minute of my life,” he laughed out.

He nodded at the other’s question, taking another swig from his own bottle. The sun was just now starting to set and they were both cast in an orange and pink glow. He found it kind of ironic. Such warm and happy colors danced across their skin, but he was sure that they both didn’t feel that way. “You want to go and do something stupid?” he asked suddenly, no longer wanting to stay on the rooftop.

The question made Jungkook stop momentarily. Looking up at the sky for a moment, he answered. "My parent's were hardworking... Didn't get to see them a lot, but it was alright - I knew that they were working so we could eat. We weren't well off." He sighed a little. "Mom was the head of the family. Man, she looked sweet and innocent, but get on her bad side..." He shook his head, chuckling sadly. "Dad was a little more laid-back. I was always close to him." Entwining his own fingers together, the flood-gates opened of information. He hadn't talked about who his family was in such a long time... it felt like he needed to talk about them. "It was my brother though...who I was closest with. Hyung always looked out for me...I miss him." As he was talking, tears had begun to form, not enough to drop, and with a swipe of his arms, they disappeared.

The sudden change in conversation topic was welcomed. Jungkook smiled and stood up. "Always. What you got in mind?"

This. This felt so familiar. He spent so much of his youth on rooftops, getting drunk (and high)...and a friend asking if they wanted to do something 'stupid'. Although back then, stupid really meant illegal. But that's what was so fun about it - the adrenaline rush was worth it. Usually, it was stealing something, or pranking/vandalising a shop that had a bad reputation.

He had a feeling that Aeson wasn't that kind of person. But stupid activities, whatever they were, were fun. And they both needed fun.

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The moon, also, is merciless: she would drag me   Cruelly, being barren. Her radiance scathes me.

Sylvia Plath, from Elm.

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have you ever...

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trigger warnings apply!

been cheated on | been bullied | told a horrible lie | stolen something of value | overdosed on drugs | been drunk | passed out | cheated | bullied | punched someone in the face | been beaten up | broken a bone | been admitted to hospital | had a near-death experience | been drugged | done drugs | smoked | kissed someone you weren’t attracted to | bled severely | killed someone | had an attempt on your life | made an attempt on your own life | lost someone | loved someone | gone without food for over three days | gone without sleep for over three days | been tortured | been slapped by a parent | been abused by someone who should have loved you | had a panic attack | been in a car accident | had sex | had sex with a stranger | passed out from pain | cried yourself to sleep | spent a whole day in bed | hurt yourself | taken your anger out on yourself | taken your anger out on someone you love | been used | used | been terrified | played a cruel game on someone | been dominant | been submissive | been forced to smile | been misgendered | felt too many things at once | laughed when you felt like crying

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SOS. Aeson ; Jungkook

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Aeson was silent at the other spoke. He was honestly touched that Jungkook was out here speaking to him. More so after admitting to him that he tried to kill himself. The admission hit him square in the gut. The thought had fleetingly ran through his mind, but Aeson was sure he could never commit to suicide. He was sure that his parent’s wouldn’t have wanted that. They would have wanted him to live on. He could even see the disappointed look on him mom’s face for even thinking such a though. 

He couldn’t imagine being utterly alone and having to deal with this. Even though he didn’t feel it, he had at least one person with him to try and cope. Aeson kept his eyes on Jungkook even when the other looked away. 

“Well, you can lean on me too.” he paused and sat up again, “Six months isn’t a long time.” He pulled at the sleeves of his hoodie and adjusted the multiple bracelets on his arm. His hands and forearms were covered in scars from a bunch of mundane things like burns and nicks from a cooking knife. Aeson could admit that he was clumsy, but the uniformed white scars towards the bend of his elbow were a bit obvious. “I know where you’ve been. Probably more than you thought.”

Jungkook hadn't told anyone about his suicide attempts... not even Mino. And in a way, it was cathartic to get it off his chest. The emotions he felt back then came rushing back, like a bad aftertaste. The rage, the hopelessness...the loneliness. But he reminded himself that was then. Not now. Now he had friends, people to rely on.

"Yeah... I kinda lost everything that night when they died. My family, my home... my humanity." Jungkook sat up and curled himself up ever so slightly. He took a few quick draws of his cigarette, not really getting out of it - his hands simply doing the routine.

Jungkook perked up ever so slightly as the other spoke. "Thanks...that means a lot." He managed a small smile. Jungkook watched casually as the other rolled up his sleeves, showing the scarred tissue of his arms...and the very familiar, linear scars that he knew all too well. Silently shuffling off his hoodie, his own arms were now bare to the world. His arms were full of scars from his fighting days, all up his hands and knuckles. But the cigarette burns that had healed in lumps, the small white lines and the larger, angrier lines nestled in the same place as Aeson's. Jungkook stretched out his arms and hands, watching the muscles move under his skin, before crossing his arms - his scarred knuckles slightly shiny in the dimming light.

"It seems we've got more in common than we thought, eh?"

His mind went to his leg, which Aeson healed after the skin-eating poison got into his system from that trap at the pub. Thankfully Aeson managed to save his leg, but the skin was...always a little different afterwards. It felt rougher and tighter... it reminded him of the large scars on his chest from that night. His hand absently touched them, his brow furrowing.

Jungkook took a large swig of his alcohol - nearly downing it.

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SOS. Aeson ; Jungkook

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Jungkook didn’t miss the annoyed look he got. He had a hunch he was going to receive one - he would have done worse - he didn’t want to think about that and shook his head to rid his brain of those thoughts.

“Yeah, it’s not something I’m skilled in.”

Watching the other stretch out, he decided to join him, holding his own bottle of liquor he could only compare to whiskey, to his chest. He could feel it already beginning to warm his insides, and a gentle buzz around his head made his expression lighten only a little. Taking another swig, he turned to face the other when he spoke.

“Well…I don’t know about others, but I mean it.” He lay back down as the other sat up. “I’ve… been where you are. Well. Kinda. Mostly.” His brows furrowed. “My family died suddenly too.” He paused and took a deep breath, before taking another swig from the bottle. “6 months ago.”

Jungkook opened his mouth before deciding to shut it again. He didn’t know what his parent’s funeral was like…as he was freshly on the run for their murder. Along with the guilt of his actions, it was like salt to the wound when he couldn’t say his own goodbye’s.

Brows furrowed again as he took a long draw from his cigarette.

“I don’t want anything happening to you.” It was quiet, and it was sincere. They didn’t know each other that well yet… but after what had happened at the old pub back then, it brought them closer. At least, in Jungkook’s mind.

“You’ve got super smell and all that jazz but you can’t read emotions?” Another scoff. “Can’t you smell my feelings or something?” He was pretty sure he was being rude, but he couldn’t help it. Not really. The alcohol had brought his emotions to the forefront as well as eliminated his filter. Maybe when he was sober he could apologize, but for the moment, his unwanted companion would have to take the jabs.

Jungkook’s admission made Aeson stop short. The healer looked over his shoulder at the other and held his gaze. All the fight he had in him drained a bit and the healer let out a sigh before reclining again. “As cliche as it is, I’m sorry for your loss.” It was funny, that phrase. He felt bad for using if, but he didn’t really know what else to say. He felt himself relax a little, more comfortable with Jungkook now. He actually understood. 

It was quiet for a few moments before Jungkook’s voice rang out again. The sentence made Aeson confused and a little angry again. Nothing was going to happen to him. At least, he was pretty sure nothing would. “Why do you even care?” he questioned back, equally as quiet.

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"Nah.. I'm still learning how to use that."

Jungkook couldn't help the small chuckle as the other repeated the phrase, but his expression darkened again. "Thanks." He dreaded the day when others find out about how his family died... The fact he had killed them. Well...it wasn't really him. Not really.

"Why wouldn't I? You saved me... And I care." He paused again. "When my family just died, I tried to kill myself... More than once." A dark smile formed on his lips. "Turns out werewolves can't commit suicide easily... But I did it cause I didn't have anyone to lean on. The people I called my family, though we weren't related, turned their back on me..."

Jungkook sat up, and looked Aeson square in the eye. "I just want you to know I'm here. You can lean on me as much as you need."

He meant it sincerely. Placing a hand on the others shoulder, he gave it a quick pat, before looking out over the horizon.

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Minzy has something to do in the academy. It was something for a TV show. But sudden one from the students came to her. And tapping on her shoulder. She turn around a listing to him.

She give him a eye-smile. “Hello…” She smiles to him. “I am Gong Min Ji. But call me easy Minzy.”

“Nice to meet ya, Minzy.”

He smiled at her again and leaned back a little. “What brings you to this part?”

He was genuinely curious - it wasn’t every day a new face that wasn’t with the academy showed up. It was...interesting.

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Jungkook had a playful streak in him a mile wide - it wasn’t something he kept hidden. He had seen a face around the grounds of the Academy. He knew she wasn’t a student, but she was cute, so that was enough reason to introduce himself.

Being very careful and quiet, he sneaked up beside the stranger before tapping her on the shoulder, grinning wide.

“Hello~! I’ve seen you around. What’s your name?” He grinned still, and winked at her, before chuckling. “I’m Jungkook~”

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SOS. Aeson ; Jungkook

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Aeson shot the other an annoyed look. He wanted to be alone. Wasn’t it obvious? He didn’t want to have to socialize and pretend that everything was going to be a-okay when he himself didn’t know if he’d make it out of bed that morning. He had half a mind to just slide off the rooftop, but he knew that wasn’t the right thing to do. He knew better…it was just that everything hurt. Being halfway comatose was his only option as of yet. Can’t focus on the hurt if you can’t feel.

“You should learn how to read the room,” he replied, stretching out to rest on his back. The clinking of bottles from the other reminded him that he had his own and the healer blindly reached out and snatched one to his lips. He managed not to spill anything on himself, but the sour taste made him crinkle his nose. He had never really drank beer in excess like this and he wondered how people actually enjoyed the stuff. Still, it made his head spin and his body numb. It would do for now.

“Yeah, so are you and about fifty other people.” he countered rudely. Scoffing as he sat back up. “Everyone is so ‘sorry for my loss’, but I can tell don’t really mean it.” He began to laugh, the sound coming off as manic even to him. “No one stayed longer than an hour at their wake.” The memory of standing along in front of their pictures bubbled hotly at his chest. He was furious. Not one of his family’s so called ‘friends’ had been there for him. Year long friendships his parents had formed went meaninglessly out the window once they were no longer there.

Jungkook didn't miss the annoyed look he got. He had a hunch he was going to receive one - he would have done worse - he didn't want to think about that and shook his head to rid his brain of those thoughts.

"Yeah, it's not something I'm skilled in."

Watching the other stretch out, he decided to join him, holding his own bottle of liquor he could only compare to whiskey, to his chest. He could feel it already beginning to warm his insides, and a gentle buzz around his head made his expression lighten only a little. Taking another swig, he turned to face the other when he spoke.

"Well...I don't know about others, but I mean it." He lay back down as the other sat up. "I've... been where you are. Well. Kinda. Mostly." His brows furrowed. "My family died suddenly too." He paused and took a deep breath, before taking another swig from the bottle. "6 months ago."

Jungkook opened his mouth before deciding to shut it again. He didn't know what his parent's funeral was like...as he was freshly on the run for their murder. Along with the guilt of his actions, it was like salt to the wound when he couldn't say his own goodbye's.

Brows furrowed again as he took a long draw from his cigarette.

"I don't want anything happening to you." It was quiet, and it was sincere. They didn't know each other that well yet... but after what had happened at the old pub back then, it brought them closer. At least, in Jungkook's mind.

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Jungkook had a playful streak in him a mile wide - it wasn't something he kept hidden. He had seen a face around the grounds of the Academy. He knew she wasn't a student, but she was cute, so that was enough reason to introduce himself.

Being very careful and quiet, he sneaked up beside the stranger before tapping her on the shoulder, grinning wide.

"Hello~! I've seen you around. What's your name?" He grinned still, and winked at her, before chuckling. "I'm Jungkook~"

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SOS. Aeson ; Jungkook

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Aeson glanced over at the empty beer bottles to his right before focusing his gaze back towards the horizon. He had been sitting on the edge of the academy’s rooftop for hours now, feet dangling precariously in the air. “I don’t want help,” he mumbled softly, “I just want to drown my sorrows in alcohol and stumble back to my room later.”

Jungkook looked at Aeson with a knowing look in his eye - he had been there. Hell, he was worse - after he had found out he killed his family, and he was no longer human...he did everything in his power to numb himself. He even tried to give himself alcohol poisoning one night... So he understood all too well what Aeson was feeling.

"Tough shit."

Jungkook sat down beside Aeson, his bag sitting beside him - the sound of bottle clinking off each other echoed slightly as he sat down. "I'll join you, then." He smirked softly as he got a bottle of alien liquor out of his bag, unplugged it with ease and took three large mouthfuls. Rummaging around in his pocket, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes, flicked one in his mouth, and lit the end. With an exhale, he relaxed a little, a dark expression on his young features.

"I'm sorry... about what happened." His voice was soft as he was brought back to how he felt back then... it was a living hell. And he was going to make sure Aeson was not going to go through this alone.

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‘ Hey when was the last time you slept? ’

‘ Stay in bed, please. ’

‘ Do you want me to get you anything? ’

‘ Let me look. ’

‘ Let me help you. ’

‘ Here, let me bandage that up. ’

‘ I made you something to eat. ’

‘ You’re burning up! Go lay down. ’

‘ Please drink more water. ’

‘ Were you able to keep that down? ’

‘ Does this hurt? ’

‘ You need to stay still. ’

‘ Want more blankets? ’

‘ Do you want to talk about it? ’

‘ Try to breathe slowly. ’

‘ It’s alright I’m here. ’

‘ Here hold my hand. ’

‘ I’m not going anywhere. ’

‘ You can sleep here. ’

‘ Rest as long as you need. ’

‘ Look at me. ’

‘ Tell me what you are seeing. ’

‘ You can rest in my arms. ’

‘ I will make you some tea. ’

‘ Please, take this. ’

‘ You should be resting. ’

‘ I’m just checking in, how are you feeling? ’

‘ Snuggling helps with a lot of things, so come here. ’

‘ Want me to take you to a doctor? ’

‘ I am a doctor, so please listen to me. ’

‘ How long have you been like this? ’

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