micha’s heart stopped once she over heard the familiar voice, her smile falling quickly off her lips as she shuts her phone off and places it by her side. she was beyond embarrassed to be caught by mj of all people, her eyes falling to the ground below in hopes to avoid any eye contact. it was silly for her to be acting this way, like she was the one that was in the wrong and why they had a falling out, but there was that voice in the back of her mind that kept convincing her it was somehow. “s-sorry, i didn’t mean to bother you…” after all, that’s what she was, right? nothing but a bother to him, always trying to change him in some way, even if she was convinced it was for the better.
mj watched her the whole time, his eyes unmoving from her face, taking in every feature that was once so familiar to him. he studied her, watched the expressions changed as she recognised him, her eye contact shift elsewhere. you didn’t have to be an expert at body language to know she felt uncomfortable. “bother me?” he let out a breath of a laugh, and looking elsewhere. “you’re not even doing anything.” he said with a shrug. he hated how quiet she was; how apologetic. he should have been the one apologising, but yet she still blamed herself for everything constantly. she should be angry, lash out, stick up for herself. but still, he could not bring himself to apologise. he was sorry, of course, but he wanted her to realise on her own that she was not the villain.
While it was not out of the norm considering that the person in question was Mj, Sunhwa cannot help but sigh a little when she sees that ever since her message to him on the subject of him returning back home anytime soon, he has not sent her anything new or replied to her other questions afterwards. In the beginning, she figured that he was being busy doing whatever it is that he does and did not think much of it when she sees there was no response yet, her work keeping her busy from considering the possibilities as to why he was not responding to her. However, now that all her responsibilities are done and dealt with for the week, she stares at her chatroom with her and wonders if she should try sending another message. Maybe a phone call would be better? But what if she was interrupting something? It would be much easier if Mj wasn’t so secretive about the things he were up to, setting her phone aside for now and getting up when she hears a knock on her door. Checking through the peephole first, she lets out a small gasp and throws the door open, throwing herself at him and pulling him into a hug. “When did you get home? Did you just get here? Have you gotten any rest?” Pulling back a little, she lightly hits him on the shoulder as she huffs. “I wanted to surprise you, not be surprised!”
he can’t help but let out a chuckle when she jumps on him, wrapping his arms around her out of fear that she would fall otherwise. some would think it was completely out of character for him, but around sunhwa, it really wasn’t. “don’t be creasing my shirt, now.” he warned, but his voice remaining light. mj grabbed his arm and pulled it back, his face contorted in pain. although he wasn’t hurt at all, he liked to be dramatic. “yah, you nearly took my arm off!” he joked. “i got home a few hours ago, and yes, i slept on the plane.” he explained. of course, trust sunhwa to ask him if he was rested as soon as she saw him. if mj had told her he hadn’t slept at all, guaranteed she would have sent him straight home. he cocked an eyebrow with a smirk. “how exactly would you have surprised me?” he questioned.
hayden need a distraction, something to get her mind off of the racing thoughts and emotions she didn’t want to be feeling in that moment. looking for something to numb her senses besides the obvious liquid solutions, there’s a wicked smile that grows on her lips when she sees the devil himself laid upon the grass sucking on a lollipop, his posture being one that was meant to invite her over. she smiles at his words, leaning down to snatch the sucker and place it in her own mouth, “mm, juicy. what’s my least favorite person in the world up to, today?”
he watched her approach with a smirk; one that was quickly dropped when the girls snatched his sweet. he opened his mouth to argue, but decided against it, instead just rolling his eyes. “i’m so offended.” he said sarcastically, narrowing his eyes at her for a second before returning to his relaxed state, groaning and leaning back onto the grass. “well, i was hoping you would entertain me one way or another.” mj really had no plans, which was something he wasn’t fond of. he always liked being on his feet and having something fun to do.
in true mj fashion, he had been conniving something for a while. although, this time, it wasn’t anything suspicious or dangerous, but instead actually quite sweet. he had kept it a secret from sunhwa that he would be returning from bangkok on this particular day. he had been on a rather big heist in the city (it pretty much being renowned for its crime and sex, perfect for mj), so he had been away for a good few months. he had told the girl he had no idea when he was going to be back, but here he was, back in sole, stood at her front door. he brought up his hand to knock on the door, and as soon as it opened, he grinned, leaning against the door frame. “hey, sunshine.”
okay so this FUCKING DUMB ASS deleted my first intro post and i have no idea how to recover it so here is me rewriting it :))))) pls read and enjoy and bring me plots
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although often priding himself on his perfect teeth, mj was practically obsessed with sweets. he had a serious sweet tooth, which was one of the many things wrong with his health, but probably not the most detrimental to it. he had paid his daily visit to the sweet shop, a lollypop in his hand as he lounged on the grass outside, enjoying the warm weather. mj sat for a while, licking at the lolly, deep in thought, until his eyes met someone else’s. “what’s the matter?” he asked with a smirk before glancing down at the sweet. “you want a lick?” he offered flirtatiously.
“these little filters are so adorable!” micha held her phone out in front of her, making all kinds of faces in hopes each filter did something just as fun as the last. she was never much of a social media person, but seeing as that’s how the world works now, she needed to be in order to expand her business. thankfully she had someone show her all the ways to get in touch with instgram and snapchat and even twitter, though that website did terrifying her just a little. for now, she’s simply talking to herself and staring into her own camera with the brightest smile on her face before she notices someone staring at her, causing her hand to slowly drop to her side and her cheeks to flush the brightest shade of red. “ah, sorry, i guess i got a little too excited and carried away there. have you taken a picture with these filters before, though? they’re just so cute!”
“what are you, sixty?” he scoffed. mj had been watching for a while, thought it wasn’t surprising for those typical excitable ‘cutesy’ girls to sit in a cafe and play with filters all day, but it was the only thing he found remotely interesting in a room full of boring people. “of course i’ve used filters before.” mj was no stranger to an inflated ego sometimes, especially when it came to his looks. he was definitely a culprit of becoming one of those ‘cutesy’ girls when it came to posing in front of the camera and using filters. it was a fun way to pass the time. the fact the girl was only just now using them, and hadn’t in the past, was surprising for how young she was.
Taking on the responsibility of taking care of Minji while her family was searched for was by far the most out of character thing Milo had ever done. Just a few weeks ago he was freaking out about possibly becoming a dad, and yet he’d volunteered himself to watch over Minji. Truth be told he was enjoying it so far, if you exclude the sleep deprivation, but Mina and Dot had helped him through most of the challenges. In just a short time he’d learned so much about her- like the fact that she can only fall asleep if her blankie is set beside her, and that her favorite food is pureed apple strawberry and banana. And just now he’d found out that blowing on dandelions makes her giggle like crazy. He’d gone to the park with Minji and laid out a blanket under the shade of a tree so they could sit. He’d brought along a bunch of her toys to keep her entertained but nothing grabbed her attention more than the puffy white flower. “One more?” He reached out to grab another dandelion and made sure Minji was looking before blowing on it, sending the seeds straight towards someone walking nearby.
mj has never much been fond of children. they were unpredictable, messy and loud; not a combination of things he much favoured. still, they were senstitive, so openly disliking them was bound to just cause more noise and some angry guardians, which he couldn’t be bothered for. “hey, watch the coat, kid.” he snapped, but not too harshly, brushing the seeds off of his coat. the last thing he wanted was to piss off both the kid and the guardian. plus, he was pretty sure it was unethical to snap at a random kid in public. mj never really cared about what other people thought about him, but he didn’t feel like suffering the glares of strangers on this particular day.
this time six months ago shiloh wouldn’t have been out of bed before noon, let alone set up at a nearby cafe shifting through proposals. he’d been the first one there, actually. the countless hours spent holed up in the corner table shown by the exceeding amount of empty cups that were spread about the table turned desk. he hadn’t realized how busy it was until a fame stood beside his table, momentairly distracting him. but he didn’t have time to be annoyed, or to ask questions. by the look of nearly every table being filled, he knew that his was the only table with available seats. “uh..– sorry sorry. just take a seat, i’ll get this cleared up.” he motioned while his hands worked at stacking the papers up into one clean stack, and the coffee cups into a huddle around his computer. “sorry again..” he laughed sheepishly, almost embarrassed, but his eyes still never got a good enough look at the other.
“i don’t really care, you know.” mj took the seat opposite his friend, not caring much about the state of the table, other than a small space on the edge where he could prop up his feet, which he did so. “what are you up to?” he asked, grabbing the closest sheet to him and giving it a quick scan-over. “looks professional and boring.” he mused, leaning back in the seat. paperwork was something that deterred mj just from looking at it. he hated exams, he hated homework, he hated job applications, even health care forms etc etc. just seemed like too much effort for something not fun at all. a waste.
okay so this FUCKING DUMB ASS deleted my first intro post and i have no idea how to recover it so here is me rewriting it :))))) pls read and enjoy and bring me plots
so my boy was a foster baby
mom was an alcoholic who put him in a foster home when he was seven, a memory still very clear in his mind
he was a difficult kid, always getting into fights and developing extreme kleptomania, meaning he began stealing things, sometimes from stores or from the other kids
that was the main reason for him bouncing between foster homes, cos he kept stealing things from the families and being a brat
so he never usually staying in one place for long and didn’t really have any friends, the day he turned 18 was great because it meant he graduated and could live alone without a guardian, which he did
his habits didn’t get any better, in fact he created his whole career out of them
mj earns his money by scamming, conning and stealing from people
a lot of the time it’s just small scams and stealing things from people he sleeps with, but he also loves a good big planned heist
over the years, he’s become VERY good at getting away with things, knowing how to hack, get rid of evidence etc
mj’s asshole attitude still remains, he’s very into the whole ‘no feelings, no friends’ thing, it’s not unusual for him to be rude af
but he’s also very cocky and flirty and promiscuous
his attitude towards alcohol and drugs is bordering on addictive, god bless his roommate and friends for finding him in some worrying states
but he swears he doesn’t have a problem
some headcannons:
he’s been in prison a few times, really hates them
his fave things to steal are coats, he loves a good expensive coat
it’s rare that people know his real name, he changed it a long time ago cos it reminded him of a shitty time. saying his name is def a trigger for him
he has a secret passion for music, plays the piano beautifully
plots:
find my plots page right here !! it’s under construction but should be done by tonight!!!
theartofmadeline
areudirty
pixelskylines
snowghoul
origamiaround
turnnoffyourmind
vaporwave
