Painful Marks...

Yoo Youngjae. 26. Male. Single - but it's complicated. Demi-God. Son of Lei King. All Pain Is Relative. Disclaimer: Not Yoo Youngjae, related to TS ent or BAP, this is not meant to cause harm and is made for fun. Possible NC-17 Content.

[mpyoungjae]

renxmp​:

;Next Year and Last

Ren says nothing about the scent of smoke as the door opens and recycled apartment complex air is filtered in from the hall. They were fixing their issues, little bit by little bit, but he knew there were still things on the piercer’s mind that were yet out of his own reach. Over the last few weeks it had become a way of tracking Jae’s mood- equating the strength of ash on the wind and how many times he stepped onto the balcony with the way his power rolled beneath his skin. When Ren had confessed to the reason for his dismissal from Artemis’ ranks it had been Youngjae who needed to break away for a cigarette in order to control himself; the ex-hunter had long since cried himself out about it and was now only full of numbed shame.

Things had improved since then and that night. They’d spent most of their time together amidst the celebration of the island. When Youngjae wasn’t available the son of Loki kept locked away in his apartment. Safe and hiding. It was easier to sink into his studies and avoid everything else. The other demigod was his ray of sunshine in self-imposed quarantine and he was grateful.

Even now it felt surreal that Jae was here- still interested in him. His apartment felt warm and full with the other present. It felt normal.

“I only have the sliding door left. I thought it would look pretty when the lights from outside reflect through it~ Since you’re taller you can put it up, and I’ll take the alcohol somewhere safe for the New Years toast. Trust me, I have zero desire to get drunk ever again.”

Ren huffs playfully at the little jab and takes the burden from Youngjae’s hands before helping him slip off his jacket to be hung up. He’ll endure the teasing considering the state he’d put himself in the night of the Halloween party and the hang over of the next day.

“We should be able to see the fireworks from the balcony tonight at twelve,”

He actually knows for a fact they will be able too. He’s asked around curiously, absolutely enamored by the romantic notion of sharing a new years kiss under the sparkling light show. It will be the perfect beginning of their new year as long as they time it right.

Youngjae liked seeing the other imbued in holiday cheer. He liked seeing him happy and didn’t care if he was being told how to decorate. He smiled moving easily to start putting up the tinsel as directed. He felt comfortable here, he always felt safe with Ren - and he knew that really it should help him with his power, but there were still those fears he had over control. He debated taking the power into himself - he could do it, but he didn’t know how Ren would feel about that. Ren had already mentioned to him, that he should have his nerves tested as he lacked other sensations not just pain. 

He smiled at Ren “You were very cute drunk.” He added, as he hung up the tinsel. He honestly, had been more worried about looking after Ren than anything else. He had wanted to keep the man safe. He smiled when the other spoke. “It would be nice to see the fireworks.” He gave the other a smile. “I’ve not really been able to see them before... too many people and my apartment faces the wrong way.” 

He really wanted to see the new year in with the man. He wanted to be his new years kiss, but that was something he couldn’t just say. “Sorry I didn’t bring food, but I thought you might be sick of my Swiss food by now.” He said with a laugh. “I kinda... thought I might learn some Korean dishes... I’m technically Korean.” 

[seonghwaxmp]

Next Year & Last

starter for @mpyoungjae

Somewhere along the way, Ren had stopped needing so desperately to remake himself in the images of memories others possessed, and it was a breath of fresh air. For the first time since he had woken up on the island, the witch felt like himself… and was okay with not entirely knowing what that meant.

There were something, however, he couldn’t bare to leave behind. Or rather, didn’t want to.

In some small guilty part of himself, Ren knew he owed this new outlook to Chani. The other demigod had inadvertently changed him… treated him so differently and was so untainted that it had cleared his head like peppermint. Was it at all a fair arrangement? Probably not, but it had helped put the son of Loki’s world into focus.

So here he was, mending the damage he had done in his reckless state; hanging icicle lights and chilling champagne to make this evening feel like some happy little slice of normalcy. Because this is what normal people did when they were happy and settled and ready to make their choices and work through the comfortable portions of their life with the loved ones they had chosen.

-and Ren had chosen.

They had been fixing all the little holes between them, he and Youngjae. Ren’s unspoken guilt surely granted humility as he understood that for that guilt to exist he must have picked Youngjae somewhere along the way and no more did he want to dig in and examine if it was of his own volition or whatever magic had been threaded through them before, symbolically binding their wrists together. Ren was no longer bitter and scared and confused enough to question the peace that came when he was in the other’s presence; the feeling of ease that came when he opened the door and was met with the other man’s gentle gaze.

“Come in. You can help me put up the rest of the tinsel.”

[mpyoungjae]

Youngjae had regretted going to Switzerland when he did, he had been called back by his step-father and he hadn’t even met them, he had just seen his siblings, not that he could see himself in any of them. He had hidden in the airport until they left, and then he’d spent his time alone in his hometown, that he realised didn’t feel like home to him anymore. Ren felt like home. Ren was his home - but of course he’d left at the wrong time and Ren had someone else. 

Of course there were other people interested in him. He was beautiful. Ren was wonderful, and he’d found someone who loved him but wasn’t a monster. Youngjae hated that bubble of jealous in his chest, he had been the one saying that he hoped Ren had someone who wasn’t a monster to look after him, but apparently he didn’t want that, not really. 

Then he’d found out what had happened to Ren, and if Ren knew who’d done it, he’d have killed them. Slowly. He’d have used his powers and he’d have enjoyed every second of it. He might be a monster but he could protect Ren - and he would protect Ren from now on. No one was going to hurt him if Youngjae got a say in the matter. 

Although it appeared that they were back on, they had spent most of the holidays together, and now Youngjae was stood in his room, checking his outfit before pulling on the leather jacket that was his signature. He made sure his wrist was covered, if Ren had seen the new ink on his wrist, he’d never mentioned it, and Youngjae just didn’t feel like a monster when they were together. He felt like maybe he could be something good. 

He walked over, finishing his cigarette before walking into the building. While Ren was his home and he loved him, Youngjae was still smoking, he was yet to tackle that demon, he felt most in control of his power if he smoked. He smiled when Ren answered the door, Ren looked amazing, which was usual but Youngjae just didn’t know how anyone could be around him and not fall. “Where do you want the tinsel? I brought some alcohol but we’re not get drunk.” He laughed

[mpyoungjae]

renxmp​:

“You’re so sweet Jae~”

Tucking close to the other as they began to slowly sway- it was taking a moment for Ren to recall those dance lessons and put them to good use -Ren guided the other’s arms around his waist in a more intimate hold to suit his own comfort. Youngjae was always sturdy so there wasn’t a moment of hesitation when he gave his weight completely. He knew Jae would catch him.

“You’re such a sweet talker. Are you making up for ditching me before the last dance? Because I looked really good that time, too. Not that you got to see~ I had to find another date and scrap all of our matching ideas.”

“I’m just being truthful.” Youngjae said gently. Letting the other move him into the position he wanted him in and making sure to give him all the support that he needed. He just wanted to be with him, this was where his home was. Youngjae had always been a lost boy, lost but loving Ren, how had he missed that this boy was his home? Maybe because he’d never known what it was really like to want to come back to someone, to want to come home into someone’s arms, he’d never had family who’d wanted him, to show him how to know when you found your place in the world. 

“I am sorry I left for Switzerland.” He said, making sure to keep him up. He hated the feeling, knowing Ren went with someone else, although why would he have waited for him? “Did you come here today with them?” He tried not to sound jealous. This was what he deserved, and Ren deserved to be with someone who was not a monster. “What were we going to be this year?” 

[bap16]

[mountphoenix-memes]

lokisdottirplots​:

🎄 Jingle bell memes

Drop a christmas song name in my ask

❝ Santa, baby ❞ My muse gives your muse a very expensive gift on Chrisstmas morning.

❝ Mistletoe ❞ Our muses share a kiss under the mistletoe. Bonus if one of the muses is actually holding the mistletoe above their head.

❝ All I want for Christmas is you ❞ My muse declares their love for your muse on Christmas night. 

❝ Rockin’ around the Christmas tree ❞ Our muses get drunk together at a Christmas party and decide to make this party lit.

❝ Baby, It’s cold outside ❞ Your muse wants to build a snowman and make snow angels, however my muse it’s feeling cold and tries to convince yours to stay inside.

❝ Jingle Bell Rock ❞ Our muses go Christmas shopping together.

❝ I’ll be home for Christmas ❞ Your muse was away but it’s Christmas and without warning they are home. ( send + REVERSE for my muse to be the one making the suprise )

❝ Please come home for Christmas ❞ My muses begs for your muse to come home for Christmas.

❝ Hallelujah ❞ My muse finds your muse playing piano all alone on Christmas night after a big fight. ( send + REVERSE for your muse to be the one finding mine playing )   

❝ River ❞ My muse is far from home on Christmas night and it’s sadly replaying memories about your muse in his head trying to figure it out where things went wrong.

❝ Mary, did you know? ❞ My muse rocking their baby daugther/son while your muse watches. ( send + REVERSE for my muse to be the one watching )

❝ Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas ❞ Our muses decide to make christmas the best day of their lives, even tho they are in the process of getting divorced/or just had a nasty break up.

❝ Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer ❞ My muse gets a cold on Christmas morning and now your muse it’s taking care of them. (Send + REVERSE for your muse to get a cold and my muse to take care of yours)

❝ Santa Claus is coming to town ❞ Our muses babysit their young sibiling/nephew/cousin/friend’s baby and they use the Santa Claus excuse to make sure they behave.

❝ Deck the halls ❞ My muse was left in charge of decorations by your muse, but now they need your muse help with it.

Bonus: ❝ Carol of the Bells ❞ Our muses end up singing in a Christmas choir without notice.

[mpyoungjae]

Breathing Room// Open

Youngjae knew that lasting on this few hours sleep was a terrible idea - but tell that to the demons that haunted him in the night. His fresh ink on his wrist wasn’t bothering him - because he couldn’t feel it - but he was eternally worried about it scarring which would lead to smudging. It had been done well. Was he concerned that he had the word for monster on his wrist? No. Would he regret it one day? Maybe. He was at Flower Mill, attempting to look and feel more awake, because he discovered that smoking was not helping him that much to stay awake. He ordered an iced latte with a shot of caramel it, and he sat outside, the cool autumn air possibly waking him up - but Youngjae wasn’t too sure.

He’d recently resumed studying, so he got his book out and was going over his notes, he was working on lyrics but it was not going as smoothly as he had hoped it would. It seemed that while he was having a complete break from everything he forgot how to write words, luckily he still remembered how to pierce. He just sat there circling a word that he did not like in the song - but he was unable to think of a replacement. Would this be easier in French? He wondered.

He was so distracted that he barely realised how full the place had gotten, until someone came over. “Ah, um you can sit here… I should probably go too many people.” He said, he wasn’t good in crowds. He was too dangerous, he was a risk with his power and while he couldn’t feel it in his chest there was no guarantee.

[mpyoungjae]

Breathing Room// Open

Youngjae knew that lasting on this few hours sleep was a terrible idea - but tell that to the demons that haunted him in the night. His fresh ink on his wrist wasn’t bothering him - because he couldn’t feel it - but he was eternally worried about it scarring which would lead to smudging. It had been done well. Was he concerned that he had the word for monster on his wrist? No. Would he regret it one day? Maybe. He was at Flower Mill, attempting to look and feel more awake, because he discovered that smoking was not helping him that much to stay awake. He ordered an iced latte with a shot of caramel it, and he sat outside, the cool autumn air possibly waking him up - but Youngjae wasn’t too sure.

He’d recently resumed studying, so he got his book out and was going over his notes, he was working on lyrics but it was not going as smoothly as he had hoped it would. It seemed that while he was having a complete break from everything he forgot how to write words, luckily he still remembered how to pierce. He just sat there circling a word that he did not like in the song - but he was unable to think of a replacement. Would this be easier in French? He wondered.

He was so distracted that he barely realised how full the place had gotten, until someone came over. “Ah, um you can sit here… I should probably go too many people.” He said, he wasn’t good in crowds. He was too dangerous, he was a risk with his power and while he couldn’t feel it in his chest there was no guarantee.

[mpyoungjae]

renxmp​:

“Water?”

Wrinkling his nose at the seemingly random question Ren shook his head, tugging on Youngjae’s wrist to lead him towards the dance floor. Being a little too drunk and probably equally as dehydrated because of it was the last thought in the witch’s head. He was enjoying himself for the first time in a while, and it happened that Jae had shown up at the perfect time. -he always seemed to do that, no matter how annoying it was.

“You look good in your costume~”

The fact that they once had their own matching marvel costumes was the past and of course Ren couldn’t recall it. Tonight was for now, anyways. For once he wasn’t going to worry about what he couldn’t remember. Loosely hanging onto the other man, fingers tangled lazily into Youngjae’s hair, it was easy to only think about the moment.

“Tell me I look good too~ I worked hard on this, it was last minute.”

“Mhm, just seeing if you needed a drink.” Youngjae was gentle, he knew what it was like to be the drunk one, you never really knew that you needed a water in the moment, but he was sure Ren would regret it after the fact. Youngjae, however, moved with him to the dance floor. Youngjae moved easily to hold Ren. He wanted to keep the other supported, knowing he was a bit too drunk. 

“Thanks.” Youngjae said, it was the costume he’d worn for a few halloween’s, because in the end there was nothing else he could think of to be and without Ren to give him a better idea, he was stuck with this one. “Please Ren, you look amazing in your costume. But then you know I think you look amazing in everything.” He said softly. He wasn’t drunk, but apparently he had decided he was just going to speak with candor. 

“You always look effortlessly amazing, even if it was last minute it’s still better than most of the costumes here.” 

[mpyoungjae]

renxmp​:

damaged goods;

Hallow’s Eve w/ @mpyoungjae

Ren was having, for all intents and purposes, a good time.

He couldn’t remember ever having such a fun time at one of these parties- not that he could remember much beyond a couple months, of course… He was having such a nice time that not even that thought lingered at the back of his mind, though. The young witch was socializing and laughing with those around him, wandering from one acquaintance to the next, sucked into little conversations and groups here and there.

At the beginning of the night there had been an air of suspense he couldn’t escape. Every few moments dark eyes would flicker to the doors, scanning the edge of the crowd for a specific set of features. He knew Youngjae would come. If for no other reason than to meet him here. and it was so damn hard to hold a grudge against that man. He intentions to be cold and angry had melted away when Jae had shown up at his door well into the night. Nothing had been resolved that night, not much ever was, but since then he had been unable to hold his anger against the other’s sudden leaving- instead finding it much easier to comfort Youngjae.

Things were still stilted between them, of this he had been very sure of before he started drinking. Now, though, Ren couldn’t even remember why he had been upset.

Hence the delight that bubbles forth when he turns and is caught up in those arms. Had he run into the other man, or had he been reached for? It was hard to tell when his vision was spinning like that.

“I knew you would show up-”

Hiding the way he sways to the best of his ability Ren giggles, sinking into Youngjae easily. Vaguely he wonders if he’s ever complimented the other’s eyes when they’re this close. Would that be too cheesy? He’s looking now and can’t tear his gaze away.

“I bet you want to dance with me, right?”

Youngjae was late - although really that was purely because he was not planning on going to the ball - which is why he was left wearing a Winter Soldier Costume, one he had done before but it was a good look, and he still related to the character. He would never be able to trust himself and he was pretty sure that deep down he has ruined everything - the only good thing in his life, because he had run away from things that were going on. It had been not to do with Ren but in the end Youngjae was sure it was Ren who had suffered the most because of it.

He scanned the room when he walked in, he could see Ren, he was here for the man anyway. It wasn’t like that was a secret- and if it was he wasn’t particularly good at keeping it. As he went to go to Ren the other turned into him. Youngjae’s arms moved to support him and make sure he was okay. “You know I’ll always come” for you. Although that was implied. 

“I always want to dance with you Ren, but are you sure you don’t want water first?” 

[mpyoungjae]

mpyoungjae​:

Youngjae had given Ren warning, yes, but the way the other demigod just dropped off the face of the planet right before the Gala, leaving Ren with more unanswered questions than reassurance and more annoyance than security had only grated the young witch’s nerves the more he mulled it over. It certainly didn’t help that Jae had left right as things were coming to a culmination, and hadn’t been returning calls or texts- not to mention Ren was still trying to sort out whatever that night with Chani had been.

When he had finally been granted a text from the other man confirming his return the scathing reply given did enough to convey how unhappy he was with the short notice and being once again cut out of Jae’s life. Ren had huffed and tossed the phone away and began getting ready for bed, definitely not expecting the knock at his door.

“You’re kidding-”

Somehow he already knew who would be there and approached with a fond sort of surprise, opening the door to find the man he was just so angry with. A past Ren might have held the grudge as long as he could, but the demigod all snuggled into his pajamas was soft and already edging on forgiveness, body language speaking volumes to the desire he has to fall right back into the other’s arms..

“Hi Jae… Are you gonna come in, it’s chilly~”

Youngjae had been certain that Ren was going to be any with him - he was sure that what he had done was something that would be unforgivable. And yet Ren had welcomed him back and Youngjae felt like maybe things weren’t entirely lost. His feelings for Ren would always be there and even when he made poor choices like freaking out about his biological dad and he took a slow breath. “Yeah that would be nice.” 

The demi-god moved to go in to the apartment. “I brought you back some things... I’m sorry... I left... especially...” He paused, not sure if Ren would even want to talk about them at the summer fest, or them at all. He was a monster and not only that he had let him down. “My step dad... I didn’t meet my siblings.” He said quietly - not sure why he thought Ren would be interested to know that. “I’m sorry.” 

[scrapimmortal]

All of Youngjae’s scenes in ‘Woman of 9.9 Billion’ (11/?)

“I’ll do a little more research. Then I can find where he is now.”

[rpmemes-galore]

spooky scary haunted starters … sentence starters

“Did you call me?”

“Was that a scream?”

“Did you close that door?”

“It just turned on by itself!”

“I just saw that shadow move!”

“That was definitely not the wind.”

“It sounds like someone’s in here.”

“Is that… is that a face over there?”

“I heard breathing, right in my ear!”

“Ow! Something just scratched me!”

“I swear, I’m not joking, I saw it move!”

“Does it smell like perfume/cologne to you?”

“It’s not faulty wiring, something turned it off!”

“I didn’t slam the door. I thought that was you.”

“It feels creepy in here. Can we leave, please?”

“The lights are flickering… that’s not a good sign.”

“I could’ve sworn I heard someone talking in here.”

“There’s something standing at the foot of my bed…”

“There’s no one in here. You’re just imagining things.“

“But, there’s no one else here… who’s walking upstairs?”

“Listen, you might not believe me, but I know what I saw.”

“Wait, I thought you came home earlier. I heard your voice.”

“Haha, spooky message on the mirror, very funny. You wrote it, right?”

“It was your bright idea to use a spirit board, and now look what’s happening!”

[mpyoungjae]

Sorry, I’m Back? // Youngjae && Ren

@renxmp

Youngjae was back in mount phoenix. It was hard, to be back - he had left because he had felt everything sort of closing in on him and his powers were out of control. His step-father had contacted him to tell him about his family, who were happy without him, the sister and brother who did not even know their mother had a child before she met Jean-Luc. He had had invited Youngjae home but all that had happened was Youngjae flew to Switzerland and avoided his step-father in the airport. He was not going to walk into his sibling’s lives when they were more than happy without him and his destructive powers. He was tired from the flight and emotionally exhausted from it all. He had told Ren that he was leaving, but from the reply he got to his text saying he was back, Youngjae did get the impression that the other man was unimpressed with him. 

He packed up some of the Swiss foods that Ren had previously said he liked and the winter scarf that he had bought, something that would be practical for Ren. Something he could use every day in winter and be reminded of Youngjae. Although - there probably wasn’t a them to be reminded of. Youngjae had thought their date to the summer festival had gone well, but then him leaving put a dampener on that. He pulled his leather jacket on and left the apartment. He had no qualms about walking out at night, not even with what had happened a few halloween’s ago.

He came to Ren’s place and knocked on the door, hoping the other was not as mad as he thought he was. “Hi.” He said with a little smile “I’m back”

[mpyoungjae]

renxmp​:

Tucking the box safely onto a shelf in his fridge Ren couldn’t resist opening the lid and peeking in at the delicately arranged treats. He really wanted one now, but knew he should wait. There was no way he wasn’t going to fill up on sweets and whatever junk food there was at the festival.

“A vendor really on the way here?”

Taking the hint Youngjae presented he went to find a light jacket of his own, opening the closet door before pausing to slyly peer over his shoulder again as the other talked. If it were comfortable enough for a jacket… maybe he should wait until it got a bit later and chillier and see if he could worm his way into the other’s jacket… or even his arms.

Shyly shutting the door Ren spun to lean back against it and flashed a bright smile, incredibly chipper but losing none of the deviousness he’d always possessed. He wanted this to be a real date, and he wanted it to be one to remember.

“I want to do whatever you think we should. You know what you’re doing so… maybe you should guide us~”

Pursing his lips under the possible innuendo of his words the demigod looked equal parts innocent and flirty, reaching for Jae’s hand.

“I’m ready if you are.”

Youngjae was glad that the other seemed to by happy with the candy - part of him was worried that Ren would not want to see the Swiss part of Youngjae, knowing that Youngjae was Korean-Chinese but he could not help the way he felt connected to the European country that he had grown up with. He always felt a bit worried about the idea that he felt connected to a country he had not blood from and the fact that he did not look like he came from there, despite the fact he was still a holder of Swiss passport. 

Youngjae nodded, “Mhm, and they are doing two colours, the blue and the pink - I think blue tastes better.” He said with a little shrug, “but I think we should check.” He said with a grin, he knew deep down that there was no flavourings, and also that Ren did not need to know about how Youngjae for some reason thought that blue tasted better than pink. He was just excited and nervous and he just wanted to give Ren an amazing date. He wanted him to want to do more things with him. 

Youngjae tried to hide his slightly flush from the others words, he took the other man’s hand and enjoyed the feel of it in his. He knew he felt it differently, less, than Ren would feel it but still - the small amount that he could feel made him happy. He nodded, “You’re in very safe hands.” He said with a playful smile. “I’ll only take you to the best places.” 

[mpyoungjae]

renxmp​:

mpyoungjae​:

Respite// Youngjae && Ren

More and more each day Ren felt like his life belonged to him, and not to some ghost. It was hard to move through life when all you saw in the eyes of those around you was questioning or confusion- strange recognition and expectation. The closer he got to Youngjae the more he dreaded those looks. They came less and less now, and finally, finally it seemed as if he was getting a chance to live his own life.

This date was proof of that.

When asked- Youngjae had asked him, as if he was someone of interest, not the boyfriend who was still his but in some weird purgatory or limbo -Ren had been elated. A date. The beating of his heart was surely audible and despite his age he felt like a teenager. To be fair, this was his first date, though. The first one he would remember.

The sunshine outside of his window threatened to bring heat and though it was daunting as Ren prepared for their time together in the safety of his air conditioned apartment, no amount of seasonal discomfort could dampen his spirits. The butterflies in his stomach hadn’t ceased since he’d woken up and though it took several tries to find something that felt appropriate for the occasion- living so long with Artemis in the forest didn’t produce a wardrobe suited for first dates and possible festival kisses -by the time there came knocking on his door the hunter was satisfied with something light and tight and flattering.

“I’m very excited.”

Taking the gift and stepping back to allow the other man in Ren nibbled at his lip, unable to keep from looking over the other. This was different in a way that helped confirm his hopes of Youngjae thinking of this as something special too.

“I’ll keep these here, in the fridge so they don’t melt? I’m excited to try them~”

Holding the candy to his chest- a gift -Ren tossed one last look over his shoulder, grateful that he’s decided to die long dark locks up in a pony tail so that he could send a beaming smile back un-obscured as he headed for the kitchen.

“I can’t wait to see everything~ I want to get some cotton candy, first. I’m starving.”

Youngjae was a little nervous still, he knew this was going to be not only their first date but also Ren’s first summer festival. He wanted to give Ren only good memories of these days, even if he did not want to be with him in the long run, Youngjae knew it was probably strange, but it was new for him too. He had fallen for the person that Ren was now, not for the fantasy of getting the old Ren back. It was a weird thing to explain to anyone, and sure the feelings would have been connected, but he wanted the man who was in front of him. Ren looked better than he could have imagined, he looked stunning. 

“Me too.” Youngjae really was excited, following the man into the house, gods he looked amazing when he smiled. He wished he could see him smile like this every day. “Yeah there are a few chocolates in there - you have to tell me which ones you liked best... I’m attempting to find a way to get more food from my home here.” He said as if he wasn’t Korean-Chinese, but still he knew that Ren knew he was talking about Switzerland. “So if there are any you love, I can get you some more.” 

Youngjae hummed a little, “Ah yes, cotton candy, I saw a vendor on my walk over here, so I don’t think you’ll have to wait too long.” He said with a grin, “I mean- everything is pretty open already so I don’t think there will be a wait.” He wondered what Ren would like to do at the festival, curious to see him enjoying his time. Youngjae was a bit nervous, not just because of the date but because of his power but deep down he knew that he’d be okay with Ren. Ren knew about his power so would understand if they needed to go somewhere a little less crowded. Well at least that’s what he told himself. 

“What do you want to do today? The only thing I want to avoid is the fire department.” He said, part of him wondered if Ren would think it was because of his burns or the fact that his dad was there that led him to that - but honestly it was both. “Honestly, I am completely free and willing to do whatever - it’s your first time”

[mpyoungjae]

Respite// Youngjae && Ren

@renxmp​ The festival was something that Youngjae had done every year he’d been there, usually working a piercing stand or performing but this year he was doing neither. He had however, worked up the courage to ask Ren if he wanted to go together. Worked up the courage, was not a phrase he had ever imagined having to think about Ren, it had always been as easy as breathing with Ren and when they were together it felt easy, but it felt daunting, somehow, to have to ask Ren again. He was glad that Ren had agreed and Youngjae was currently checking his outfit in his mirror. He had been trying harder to look after himself, Ren was currently more expressive about his feelings regarding Youngjae’s health, especially since the fire incident. 

He checked himself over before pulling his jacket on, sure this wasn’t his usual look, the jacket was bit brighter, but his best leather jacket had gotten a bit... smokey in the fire. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to take flowers - that was really the thing. Did Ren know he wanted this to be a more romantic date, as romantic one could get at a festival with the whole island including his dad. Youngjae had not quite thought of what he was going to do about his father, but that was an issue for another day. The worst part of seeing his dad today would be that his father would probably start looking out for Ren and trying to be a decent guy just to make Youngjae’s hatred look stupid. 

He had taken a small box of Swiss candies that Ren had liked, and a few new ones from his most recent trip - the only time he’d been back since he had been kicked out by his mom. He walked over to Ren’s and knocked on the door, he was a little nervous but then was relieved when he saw the other. “Hi, I brought you something for today - I know you have tried Swiss food, but I thought you might like to try candy.” that and he thought flowers would have been too cliche and would have probably gotten him a look if Ren was less certain of this being a date. “Excited for the festival?” 

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Bars// Youngjae && Ren

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Youngjae was stood behind the desk, working on his homework, he was trying to sort out lyrics to a song he had written. He had been writing for a while, and he was kind of struggling to get something out on page. He had written the music easily enough, he looked over at the music, he could hear it in his mind and part of him could almost hear the words. It was frustrating. He didn’t even see the point of finishing the piece, it wasn’t as if he was going to be performing it. He had quit singing, he was just finishing out his degree. He had finally chosen his major and then had given up on his love for music. He was never going to sing again - with his power he was unable to trust himself. Giving up on music had not been an easy decision, and was not one that his lecturers understood, although now his dad was here, maybe his dad could petition the gods about it.

Well he was never going to ask his dad for help, but if he did - maybe. He didn’t look up initially when the door opened, still trying to find the right word. “Welcome to taste of ink do you have an appointment?” He mumbled, before finally looking up and seeing Ren. He was surprised to see him, “I thought you were going to change my bandages tonight?” he asked quietly. He had been taking care of his legs, the way that Ren had told him to. He had forgotten, it seemed, what it was like to have someone care for him - and Ren’s distress at his burns had made his own heart hurt. He knew that the other was upset about his lack of care for himself. 

Youngjae lent on the counter a little, watching the other. “You look nice today.” He said quietly, his feelings for Ren were not a secret but he still felt his cheeks redden slightly. “I do spend most of the day sat down.” He said nodding towards his bag from being in class.