dusk til dawn

bae joohyun / irene 25 years old black lotus' walter white

[baejoohyuned]

[miirene-blog1]

❝ You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy? ❞

“honestly i thought it was vertigo, and that it would piss off quickly.” joohyun admits, a clammy palm pressed to her forehead as she stares back at amber. “it appears i was wrong.”

she had promised to take better care of herself one night when she and amber were out drinking, joohyun too loose-lipped and tipsy to realise just what she was saying. she can’t promise to take care of herself when every impulse she has is more self-destructive than the last.

“and i ate today. technically. not really sure it counts as breakfast when you eat it at 3 am.”

she can see where amber’s coming from though. people like them, people who’ve had the things they’ve had happen to them, it tends to change a person. joohyun knows she isn’t the same person she was five years ago, probably different from last year as well. less reckless and more sane over time. though she’ll never care to admit it, she cares more now than she ever has in the last twenty-five years—even after tragedy has tried conditioning her into a heartless hag.

she cares about amber, which is why she musters up the most convincing smile she can manage. despite the possibility that amber sees her for how dead inside she truly feels. joohyun’s no stranger to running herself into the ground with work, obsessive and incessant about keeping herself immersed. distracted.

she just has to remember to eat, sleep and breathe while she does it.

“really, i’m fine.” joohyun assures with a faint nod of her head and a curve in her eyes. she reaches out for amber’s hand, and it feels as strange as she thought it would. neither of them are all that enthusiastic for sentimentality and displays of affection, so the touch doesn’t last for much longer until joohyun has both hands back on the table in front and keeping herself upright. 

come to think of it, she does feel a little light-headed. and her stomach’s been rumbling for the last half hour.

“actually, do you have time to get something to eat with me?” 

[miirene-blog1]

❝ Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet. ❞

the long answer is no. she can’t really call herself alright when she’s this angry, bordering homicidal. and that’s saying a lot when joohyun considers herself one of the more pacifistic members of the black lotus. she just isn’t quite sure why she’s feeling this way. no recent tragedy or disarray has happened, other than that perfect parking spot right next to the entrance to the shopping mall that was tragically stolen from right under her eyes, and her car’s headlights. 

but apart from that, joohyun’s fine. so she smiles, eyes crinkling at the corners in the way she hates. the kind of way that makes her want to buy all the anti-ageing products in the cosmetics aisle at work and slather them all over her face. 

but no one really wants to hear the long answer.

“yeah, yeah. just a little distracted is all.”

her smile disappears pretty quickly when a quick glance at her watch tells her chaeeun’s been talking to her for twenty minutes. and in those twenty minutes, the only thing joohyun remembers is that chaeeun draws sometimes and, consequently, that she has really pretty hands.

“are you alright?”

[miirene-blog1]

bae joohyun black lotus’ irene

“anyone ever tell you you’ve got a pretty bad temper?               "anyone ever tell you to shut the fuck up?”     “ ... wow. ”                       "okay, fair point.”

[miirene-blog1]

phone privileges revoked

        wonwoomi

generally speaking, joohyun’s pretty good with keeping her phone out of her hands when she’s intoxicated. sure, she has the odd blunder where she will text a random contact in her phone a slew of 200 emojis, but it’s been a long time since the snail emoji incident and she’d prefer to keep it that way. joohyun’s almost certain that guy ended up blocking and deleting her number real fast. not that she’s upset though. joohyun didn’t need a buzzkill like that contacting her anyway.

this time is a little different. she’s got her phone in hand, having narrowly escaped dropping it and shattering the screen into a hundred sad, tiny pieces of glass. and she’s already five shots past coherent.

this time she types the number into the recipient field of the text message without the urge to second guess herself and double check the number is right. she hits send as she thinks about the very slim to none chance that it’s her boss. she hopes if anything, it isn’t anyone from black lotus either. she already hasn’t quite made the best first impressions with them, this’ll just make it irrevocable.

  [ outgoing msg ! : ###–####–#### ]       › hel p       › the floor is spinninong       › i'm gonna try and stop it

[miirene-blog1]

you should see the other guy

        brianxmi

she’s been at work for just three hours, but joohyun swears it’s felt like nine. it’s a painstakingly difficult task to get through the rush the pharmacy gets at certain times of the day, but joohyun’s mastered the art of faking a smile to a customer. it just takes a lot out of her, especially when the person’s so impolite.

even then, her smile tends to disappear real quick.

when the influx of customers clear out, she’s left with barely anyone for hours and has to find the smallest tasks to keep her occupied and awake. despite how slow and tedious her shifts can get, joohyun never wishes for more customers. something about wanting more people to visit, people who need pain killers to sleep at night seemed a little malevolent. like she was hoping for another person’s pain just as a means to pass the time.

so it’s with a small smile and a sympathetic twinge when joohyun spots a familiar face past several rows of discounted medication, towards the back of the pharmacy. and it’s a face she’s missed, even though it still pains her to see a slightly rigid step in the way brian walks towards her now. 

“tell me you didn’t fall down a flight of stairs recently,” joohyun hums out, "you’d be the third person with that excuse today.”

[miirene-blog1]

hi guys!!! wow i forgot how neurotic i get waiting for acceptance- i mean i’m super super excited to be here! i’ll be playing this smol lil drug chef in black lotus. she’s a smart firecracker with an attitude when it comes to food and sleep, but she’s honestly harmless so pls be good to her! i’m a sucker for pre-established plots so please do check out the page i have up here!!! but if nothing fits, we can think of something good to write in tumblr ims or aim or whatever floats your boat. thanks for reading and for the cute welcome messages i had waiting ~

here’s a lil bio about irene,

genius child of mediocre parents

her mother has a drug problem and joohyun works her butt off from the ripe age of 15 to try to hold the fam together

has a promising career ahead of her, astronomy or astrophysics or whatever she puts her mind to

naturally, changes majors like she changes underwear

throughout college she gets into drugs, something to take the edge off

with that, comes the boyfriend that’s part of black lotus

boyfriend was going to quit the gang, escape and elope w joo and things were going to be a textbook happily ever after for her

boyf gets shot right after getting engaged but he okay

boyf gets shot again bc joohyun needed drugs to deal with first shot

now he dead

she mourns for a lifetime

and eventually quits college

gang lyf for her