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❝ When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you. ❞  lit / au / nsfw / rp only (click icon for about)

[psykonic]

He was supposed to get ticked off by her reply, but he has gotten too used to their banters already that it just put a tiny smile on his face as he lowered his gaze to the ground. He thought she was witty though, wittier without the swearing. “Have a little faith in me. I could change. What’s more bothering? Is it because I smoke? I drag race? I draw? Drink too much sometimes? Ahh..” He snorted and glanced at her with a weakened smile. “Hypothetically, I will take her to my aunt’s new restaurant. It’s French themed and has a light ambience. After that.. It depends on her interests though.” He squints into the distance in elaborate thought. “If she likes music, I’ll take her to a concert or play the grand piano for her. If she likes art, I’ll take her to every museum here in Seoul. Why’d you ask?”

[hyeseu-blog]

It had become a type of habit for her to consider a smile from him a victory. She certainly couldn’t explain why this was so, though it probably had to do with the fact that she found satisfaction in being the one to crack his typically cold expressions. And that rarely occurred— though it had been happening more often recently. “ Change, is that right? Color me doubtful. ” Her nose crinkled in distaste at the thought of his smoking. “ Mm, I suppose you could stand to smoke a little less. The smell sticks to you like glue. But, I’m only mentioning it because you did, too. Give me credit. ” The woman blinked slowly at his description, refusing to admit that he was yet again detailing her ideal. “ …Ah, morbid curiosity, really. No other reason… Your aunt’s restaurant sounds nice, I guess. But, what if she doesn’t like the piano? ” She loved the piano. “And what if she doesn’t like museums? ” She loved museums. “ What then? ”

[psykonic]

“You don’t know what the future holds.” The creases of his eyes wrinkled slightly out of conviction when he replies and the lad purses his lips, “I didn’t think you disliked smoking until now.” He looked at her, wearing a brand new expression. Unreadable, but inexistent of menace. “Okay, I’ll give you credit.” He snorted, noting her reassurance that her questioning held no more meaning than mere curiosity. Is this negligence or density? “If she doesn’t like those…” He started to answer, “…I think I should get to know her better, then. More deeply, too – and find out more of the things that makes her anger and sadness disappear.” He crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned against the hood of his car, and with gentle confirmation, he nods assertively. “I’d be willing to.. Because I know I would want to see her often.”

[psykonic]

✖

send me x for a random kiss : 13. comforting kiss for @chaeyxon

The idea of her coming to him tonight was absurd. It was confusing as well. Did she take him for the wrong kind of person? Because if she must know, he’s excellent in doing a lot of things, but not with comforting someone. 

Anyway, an icy stare bore into his phone while his brows slightly furrowed together as he texted the formed consent of, “You can come over. Not in my house. My apartment.” 

He got the idea that she must be feeling lonely again. While him on the other hand, could only be mistaken for being lonely as he sat in the living room of his apartment alone, watching an old film on a Friday night. He could have been clubbing, but he wasn’t in the mood for people. However, a presence of a single person wouldn’t inflict as much disturbance as a clamor would to his placidity hence she’s been allowed to come. He even mentally prepared himself for his visitor.

Half an hour passed and there came a knock against his door. A girl with a helpless look on her face greets his neutral and undisturbed expression. “Come in.” He said, and she stepped inside the small studio apartment he got from his father for his 21st birthday. She walked past him but she stopped midway. “Is something wrong?” He sounded concerned, a foot intrudes the woman’s personal space while darker hues searched her features for a clue. No words have been muttered yet, but the gentle tug on his wrist compelled him to do an act uncalled for.

His face inched towards hers, advancing with hesitance as he looked at her slightly parted lips before abruptly catching her glimmering pair again. The tip of their noses brushed gingerly against each other once he’s gotten too close for comfort, and his head tips to the side. As he allowed himself, warm breaths shyly begged to coalesce, drawn together by prolonged silence, and an atypical serenity. It didn’t take him too long to succumb to their silent pleas. He broke away from the frailty of her fingers while his plump lips captured a plush in retaliation – gently, he started to kiss her. The feeling is different tonight. He slowly savored her lips in every delicate movement while his strong arms entraps her petite waist in a hug. 

“Will that get you to talk?”

[psykonic]

He replies and brushed off the previous subject by shooting her a dubious look before shifting his stare ahead. “Firm believers of the impossible. Aren’t they subtly stupid too?” He mocks her, challenges her as always. “Yah, is it really that difficult for you to imagine? And yeah, I am.” He pursed his lips and habitually chewed on his lower lip, “I know good places she might enjoy. Why?“ He said and asked with pure certainty while the feel in his eyes seems to be coming from somewhere too far from this reality.

[hyeseu-blog]

“Subtly stupid? Guess they have something in common with you,” she mocks him in return, her smirk relaxing into a smile. She attempts to hide it behind her hand at the thought of him going on a sincere date with someone.. Though, could it really be true? “Good places, hm? I dunno, the prospect doesn’t exactly match up with your .. past behaviors.” She bites the inside of her cheek, too curious for her own good— looking away to feign disinterest. “…Hypothetically, where would you take said girl?” 

[psykonic]

He was supposed to get ticked off by her reply, but he has gotten too used to their banters already that it just put a tiny smile on his face as he lowered his gaze to the ground. He thought she was witty though, wittier without the swearing. "Have a little faith in me. I could change. What's more bothering? Is it because I smoke? I drag race? I draw? Drink too much sometimes? Ahh.." He snorted and glanced at her with a weakened smile. "Hypothetically, I will take her to my aunt's new restaurant. It's French themed and has a light ambience. After that.. It depends on her interests though." He squints into the distance in elaborate thought. "If she likes music, I'll take her to a concert or play the grand piano for her. If she likes art, I'll take her to every museum here in Seoul. Why'd you ask?"

[psykonic]

“Fuck off? Make me. And yeah, you really can’t take that back now.”

[hyeseu-blog]

“You’d really like me too, hm? I’ll take it back if I want to. Who’d want to date you?”

[psykonic]

“Yes, make me. Go ahead. Honestly? I have no idea who would. Who would actually take the time to imagine such things?”

[hyeseu-blog]

“Go ahea— Cut it out!” She crossed her arms over her chest. “…I have an idea: daydreamers and firm believers of the impossible.” A smirk. “Jesus— imagine you in puppy love? Doting on your beloved and taking her to new coffee shops? —Wait, were you serious when you said that?”

[psykonic]

He replies and brushed off the previous subject by shooting her a dubious look before shifting his stare ahead. “Firm believers of the impossible. Aren’t they subtly stupid too?” He mocks her, challenges her as always. “Yah, is it really that difficult for you to imagine? And yeah, I am.” He pursed his lips and habitually chewed on his lower lip, “I know good places she might enjoy. Why?" He said and asked with pure certainty while the feel in his eyes seems to be coming from somewhere too far from this reality.

[xrpmemes]

send me ✖ for a random kiss.

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xrpmemes:

forehead kiss

kiss on cheek

kiss on the nose

neck kiss

nose kiss

stomach kiss

good morning kiss

good night kiss

hand kiss

foot kiss

kiss on the mouth

deep kiss

comforting kiss

desperate kiss

kiss goodbye

multiple kisses

worshiping kiss

poisonous kiss

playful kiss

teasing kiss

affectionate kiss

hair kiss

drunk kiss

forced kiss

tender kiss

up arm kiss

passionate kiss

surprise kiss

accidental kiss

pretend kiss

thigh kiss

leg kiss

sexual kiss

[psykonic]

“Fuck off? Make me. And yeah, you really can’t take that back now.”

[hyeseu-blog]

“You’d really like me too, hm? I’ll take it back if I want to. Who’d want to date you?”

[psykonic]

“Yes, make me. Go ahead. Honestly? I have no idea who would. Who would actually take the time to imagine such things?”

[kmttaeh]

[ 1konicalt ] ALL THE TEXTS

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You and your brother - I swear, aigoo~

😊 for a flirty text   [sms: binbin] Obsidian’s too boring without you around…     [sms] Come here when you’re done with whatever work you have? :)

😍 for a love text    [sms] This morning as I was getting ready to head out for a jog and then I realized I                     overheard your father last night saying you had this huge errand to do over in Busan.   [sms] I don’t know, I guess I’m just here to say- I hope you got back safe and unharmed.

😱 for a hyper text  [sms] GUESS WHO ACED HER FINAL WITH LITTLE TO NO SLEEP? [sms] THIS GIRL!! 😊

👎 for an irritated text  [sms] I’ve told you this before and I’ll say it again….  [sms] Do not, I repeat- DO NOT believe everything your brother tells you B( I didn’t say you                 were cute, nor did I evER!!!

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[psykonic]

chaeyxon replied to your post “[ 1konicalt's pov ] "If I were dating you, I'd wait outside of your...”

"Blackmail? How dare you. I was just in a good mood, fuck off."

“Fuck off? Make me. And yeah, you really can’t take that back now.”

[psykonic]

❂ = wiping blood off their face

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse — @abscondos​ wiping blood off Hanbin’s face

“You don’t need to do this.” He insists for the nth time and then stared straight into her eyes with seriousness. “I can clean up myself.” He breathed out heavily and took the damp towel from her hand – gently, he reminded himself. He must act nice to her because he owed her this one night of safety and comfort.

More specifically, the last thing he wants to do is to deal with a lashing good samaritan. Her anger would be caused by his boorish retaliations, whether it be in words or actions, a complete contrast of how he has just acted towards her right now. He topped off the little show with the shy fluttering of his thin lashes before turning away. But in his hold, the towel only recessed between his soiled fingers, Hanbin seemingly clueless of its true purpose. 

[itstimetosmilee]

I doubt Vodka is the answer, but it’s worth a shot

[psykonic]

"your dad sure is a commodity, huh?"

@gunuzi

There he was, sitting on the hood of his parked car and quietly minding his own business while he watched the spread of hollering racers and enthusiasts skirting either of the sidewalk anticipate the drag race that is about to happen between two adrenaline junkies. 

Until a voice,

a deep one that was nearby and recognizable enough amidst the noise came too close enough for him to lucidly hear. Out of all the sons present here not shackled by their morals and responsibilities, to him, it was certain that his father is the most valuable in the socio-economic sense hence he must be the one that this unfamiliar voice is speaking to. Hanbin’s head slowly turned to the side where the nosiness was coming from, and the stranger’s thirst for a confirmation was met by a disinterested stare. 

“What do you want?” 

He jumped over to that particular question, purposely disregarding if ever this person has a name or alias that he goes by. “And if he’s not.. ” He lowly trailed off without consideration, eyes wandering back to the event going on, and leaving the subject open as a question or a disclosure to the other.

[kmttaeh]

do you remember?

[kmttaeh]

“It’s still sinking in really that I’ve just been hired by your father. I mean, who in the world would ever expect this to happen to them, mm?” His breathless laugh and awkward response causes Sora to quirk her brow in slight question and leaves her wondering that he has some other idea about her comment regarding the Kim estate, yet she was easily distracted by how Hanbin was able to pick up on her positive demeanor. The female’s smile grew wider then, as her head tilts in a slight angle, “I also don’t know how I’m able to do this myself but…” Though it may look like she’s the type to break down and cry at any god given moment, Sora has just been through so much that it has reached the point where she knows she has to be strong- not for anyone else but herself. “Well, I guess I kind of know why but.. It’s a long conversation with stories happening in different times, so it could be saved for a later day, ne? I don’t want to keep you up too long. Plus I’m thinking you’re going to see more of me around from now on.”

As he points out his brother’s actions, she couldn’t help but let out a soft giggle. Though strong willed, she still keeps her ladylike facade, “He probably wants in on the conversation. Ah, I should go and say hi to him when I get the chance to one of these days.” With a slow, solid nod, her gaze meets his once more. Though his eyes are piercingly intimidating, Sora notes that it also has a warm glint to them, making the contrasting features seem a lot more interesting to her. “I do suppose I should make my way home… I mean, if you insist in bringing me, that would be fine. I don’t live to far from here. Maybe just a 15 minute drive or so?” She stands up slowly, thanking whatever was up there that her shaking knees were all gone and that she could finally walk normally.

Soon, the pair find themselves in the huge garage area of the mansion. There, Sora laces her digits together whilst looking around- overwhelmed by the dozens of cars around them, “Er- which car are we bringing? Also, I … hate to ask but, could we maybe stop by a convenience store or something on the way? All this… chaos has made me hungry.” She couldn’t help but inquire, but the growing rumbling in her belly was not to be ignored. As she places her hands over her stomach, Sora flashes a sheepish, almost guilty smile towards Hanbin, inwardly hoping he wouldn’t find her too much.

[psykonic]

He was silent throughout the walk to the garage because he was intently listening to her, to him, a polite thing to do. But this silence was also adhered by an underlying suspicion which he exhibited through the endearing curve of his lips. Everything she is telling him now is nothing but merely questionable to his judgment at this point and he acknowledged her as one of his father’s possibly idiotic mistake.

With that tiny smile, Hanbin also shook his head, “No one expected this.. This night to end so fortunately. But from now on, since you will be joining us, you should start being indifferent about murder.” His voice was soft, too delicate for the taboo. But this is how he showed her the few inches of the rope before then nodding slightly to her words as they pass through the main door of the house. “I understand. And you’re right. I’m certain my father will invite you over often.” The tip of his tongue swiped over his bottom lip before adding and stopping on his steps to face her. “I insist.” He finds her doe-like pair with his dull one and he magnetizes her attention as he slightly tipped his head. “Plus, I think it will be safer for you. At this hour, who knows what could jump at a pretty girl once you’ve passed through those gates.”

He finally shifts his stare to the row of vehicles waiting for them, one of his hands sliding into a front pocket where he fished out clinking metal keys that will only unlock his car. With a press of a button, headlights flickered by the end of the row and it meant the doors are ready for them. “We’re just using mine.” Once they’re standing beside the last vehicle that was parked, Hanbin cracked another smile at her request, snickering actually. “Of course. Just tell me where to stop, okay? I wouldn’t mind.” The male opens the passenger side’s door for her and then closed it once she’s comfortably settled in.

[hyeseu-blog]

[ 1konicalt's pov ] "If I were dating you, I'd wait outside of your classroom every day, take you to new coffee shops and actually help you with statistics instead of ignoring you."

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“ Ya, where is this coming from, Hanbin? Are you joking or not? Don’t play games like this, seriously. ” A soft laugh. “ If you’re not joking, just date me. You just described my ideal. ”

[hyeseu-blog]

Chaeyeon idly eyed the prices on the menu before they were taken away, relieved she wasn’t the one buying tonight. Just because she thought she was better than everyone didn’t mean she thought her wallet was. “ I suppose you’re right, ” she murmured, “ I’d go crazy, same as you. Seems as though I’m stuck with you. ” The corner of her lip lifted into an almost-smile at her teasing. It wasn’t as if she was genuinely upset by his actions, but almost nothing frustrated her more than being kept in the dark about something. And, from what she could tell— that’s exactly what was happening. Any typically obvious conclusions, such as one where he had a girlfriend he’s hiding Chaeyeon from, was thrown out the window. He simply wasn’t the type to date like that, and that was that. What, then? Was he on the run? Was he embarrassed to be going out like this in the first place? Not likely. Was he a criminal?

 She was startled out of her reverie by his voice. Why do you really put up with me? The girl contemplated a serious answer she could reply with, and came up blank. She didn’t know the answer herself. Humorous route, then. Her smile widened in preparation, a glint appearing in her eyes as they traveled back up to his. “ Why, Hanbin, it’s because of your pretty fa— ” She stopped in her tracks at his touch, stiffening in her seat. What was he doing? Did he not realize they could be seen by a classmate? Chaeyeon almost fell for the way he looked at her— and yet, there it was again. The stony backdrop that accompanied any one of his stares. At least the loving gaze wasn’t genuine, then, she mused. “ Ya, stop being an idiot and let go, ” the student said under her breath, though she didn’t attempt to move her hand, either. Strange. “ Half of the stress in one dish? ” she continued, wavering in her determination to remain unaffected, her brown hues seeming bored as they stared into his. “ Must be damn good. Though, I must confess to anticipating the other half’s solution equally, if not more. ” Her head tilted at him, a smirk visible on her features.

[psykonic]

“I believe your vision is not as bad as your judgment. We both know I’m not a pretty face.” He snorted and averred his stare away from her expression with her hand still in his gentle cradle. As he glanced around their surroundings, the wires of his mind were already processing and searching for the meaning of the pause that she replied with when he asked the question. He doesn’t have a solid conclusion as of yet, but it interested him as to why it had seemed like a difficult one for her to answer especially for someone who can be as bright and callous with her words at once. He brushed off the feeling that there must be something else and that she’s just concealing whatever her real reasons are. After all, the impression that his face was not her type still remains. 

“Why let go? I thought you don’t care about what other people might think of you.. of us?” He challenged with a softened smirk and then pursued her response,“Since you are pretty much aware of that fact that you’re stuck with me, I wonder now if you’re saying that with thoughts of regrets or gaiety?” He locked gazes with her, taking note to particularly look at her with affection, and along with that was a raise of a brow that indicated subtle mischief. “It is good. Too good, that you might actually forget your excitement over the other half.” He affirms with confidence regarding her meal before finally releasing her fingers slowly. 

Their candid exchange kept them occupied, the conversation stalling them from being impatient as their meals both arrives on their table without the feeling that they it required waiting time. The great sukiyaki was served for her while the rest of the dishes was for him, for him to share with her as well.

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[studiominimalista]

“Losing you”

[kmttaeh]

do you remember?

[kmttaeh]

It was safe to say that when Sora woke up that morning, she wasn’t expecting to be hired by a mafia lord, nor be taken under their wing and given a place to work within a span of a day. She never really knew why she was the one tasked to bring the bag full of drugs in the first place- given that it something that was of utmost importance. Though she had this feeling that with the way Kim Daewoo responded to her story of being ordered to carry on such an important endeavor, that she wouldn’t see her boss anytime soon. Although fearful for her life, being there in the Kim’s mansion, she felt a sense of security- a kind that she has not felt in a long while.

Leaning back on the cushioned couch after she does her series of bows as Hanbin’s father exited the scene along with everyone else, she lets out a sigh of relief. And soon, Hanbin’s words as well as his little introduction elicited a small smile from the raven haired female, as her fingers brush through her long, soft locks. “Hanbin, ah.. It’s nice to meet you.” Her lips curve upwards as their gazes meet, the corner of her eyes crinkling. “I think you’ve heard most of my life story, yes. Abusive father, and abandoned by the same woman who brought me to this world.. Aish, it’s certainly not as interesting as yours, I would think.” She grins as she speaks, looking around and taking in their surroundings, how she was able to still be calm and collected after the night’s happenings was a puzzle to the female. “This is a Japanese style home, I could tell.. But.. I’ve never lived in such a big house as this, it must be nice.” 

Sora was always letting herself ramble on, as it was her own way of dealing with nerves. “So, Hanbin ssi..” Her tone becomes a little brighter, but not so much that would be overwhelming to the male. “I guess I work for you guys now. Tell me then, what do I address you as? Master, perhaps? Ah.. I don’t really know how it goes.. I guess I should tell you upfront, I was born in ‘95.. Erm.. How about you?” 

Her curious nature was still evident, and she could spot the other son snooping around the area, as if he was curious of the conversation they were sharing. “He’s your brother?” Sora inquisitively throws out, head nodding towards Yunhyeong who was walking around the pool area. 

[psykonic]

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, too.. and even more delighted to be working with you in the near future, huh? How do you feel about it?” He ends with a lopsided smile, eyes hesitantly averting from her doe-like pair before he slowly shook his head. “Ah.. I’m not sure about that.” He chuckled airily, almost awkwardly in all honesty if one is sharp enough. She would even have a clue or come to an assumption that there is something odd about him or his upbringing. “Though I am actually interested to know how you’re still able to smile so beautifully despite going through so much. And yes..” He confirms, his dark pair immediately scanning the ceiling of the pagoda and the whole picturesque scenery of the pool area and onto the bar across the second dining area. “It is a Japanese style home. My father strongly requested it should be made like this.. The details and interiors, the colors, yeah.” 

It must be nice she says, and then he thought that it is only nice to look at since it is merely an aesthetic construction with humans inhabiting it. For him, it always lacked of familial and affectionate substance hence it can never be identified as a home. But instead he says, “It is nice.” and he shifts his focus back onto her. “Where do you live though? Is it far from here?” 

At her next question, a smile immediately appears and a soft laugh breaks out from it. Hanbin shakes his head next, “Just Hanbin is fine... Since you are a noona, apparently.” He leans over slightly, lacing all of his fingers together and resting his elbows above his thighs while his eyes peering up to hers as he gave her a crooked smile. “I’m born on 1996 and you’re the same age with-- that...” His pair narrows into a squint, neck specifically whipping towards the direction where she threw a small nod at. “...That spy over there.” Hanbin’s tongue hits the roof of his mouth. “What is he doing... but anyway,” He straightened up, brushing aside Yunhyeong’s presence like dust above his shoulder, “...Would you like to go home now? I think you had a long day. I can drive you back.”