rcdaejung:
daejung snorts in casual amusement, settling back into the bench. this kid wasn’t much of a threat, not even close. the werewolf is positive he has years on gin, if not lifetimes. the thought makes him feel old, and worn. “asshole? hmm… i suppose i can’t expect too much from the alium brats, especially if they’re all as disrespectful as you.”
“if you were one of my kind, i’d offer you a place in my pack. i wonder if that will help you jog your memory,” he muses, talking mostly to himself at this point, and not even looking at the ghost anymore as he makes himself comfortable again.
Gin knew he was a pain in the ass sometimes, Soojung was a good example of knowing how much of an ass he could be, because he tend to bother her the most with his amazing personality. It wasn’t surprising that this person thought the same about him, it was the way he cope with his things. Better be a little prick than a depressed sad boy. “No it’s probably just me, but we’re enemies. I doubt we would be sharing cups of tea together and eat treats.” Gin said to him dryly.
“Hmm leader, huh? Interesting, why is the alpha from a pack, putting out cigarets on his thigh and being all alone on a bench?”


















