goodbye summer

`it's not all fun and games || kjk&sjh

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#regalis jongkook #it's not all fun and games

There was no way Jihyo tried to poison Jongkook on purpose. Despite liking to pull pranks on him and everything, poisoning his food was just over the top and very dangerous. It could’ve gone very wrong and he would probably be more than sick and having a stomachache. She didn’t like the thought of hurting him like that, not even for the fun of it. Sure Jihyo was mean, but she wasn’t heartless.

Clasping her hands together with a big smile, she waited expectantly for her two guests to try her food. She wanted to hear their opinion, their critics on her cooking skills, and while she knew she had to wait for Jongkook to try her food (she figured it was because of the incident that happened in the past) she turned her attention to Lucario instead. She was so caught up in watching Lucario eat that she didn’t really notice Jongkook had begun tasting her food, bit by bit.

It was only when he commented how bad her food was that she turned around her attention back to him, hands still clasped together but her smile had vanished, replaced by a small frown. She didn’t take his words to heart though, knowing that he was only joking by the looks of his faked expression. Lucario also played a part in her knowing what Jongkook really thought. The Aura Pokémon had told her that Jongkook was lying and complimented her on the food she made. A smile graced her lips and Jihyo walked around the kitchen counter to give him a hug.

“Lucario, you’re the best!” she said and gave him a quick kiss on the top of his head before she turned around to face her friend, “You should’ve known better than to lie to me, oppa. Now, why don’t you really tell me what you think about my cooking? I’ve gotten better since the last time, haven’t I?”

`it's not all fun and games || kjk&sjh

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#regalis jongkook #it's not all fun and games

As headmaster, Jaesuk was kind and honest to both the students and the faculty members. As a person, he was considerate (even if it didn’t seem like that sometimes) and fun to be around, which was why Jihyo looked up to him – as both headmaster and her oppa. She especially liked him because they seemed to be on the same page most of the times, one very good example being on the topic of a certain Kim Jongkook.

When Jihyo and Jongkook entered the headmaster’s office, just to find out that all Jaesuk wanted was their opinion on a color on his dress, she couldn’t help but to laugh out loud. The look on her friend’s face was one she would never forget and it surprised her that Jongkook didn’t throw something at Jaesuk. How Jongkook lost a bet that easily is beyond her, but he did, thanks to their headmaster, the one and only Yoo Jaesuk.

The punishment – which Jihyo thought wasn’t a punishment at all, but a real honor – was for Jongkook to try her cooking. Now, she was in no way a bad cook but somehow the people around her (especially Jongkook) thought that her food tastes bad. So what did she do with a critical response like that? She took it with her and practiced even more and hopefully cooked better meals in the future.

Earlier Jihyo had welcomed her friend into her home and he was now observing her as she flew from the kitchen island to the kitchen counter to do various things at once. Multitasking, it was something she was good at. With a smile on her face, she didn’t answer his question but just kept going back and forth. It didn’t take long before she was done with the food and handed one plate to Jongkook and another one to Lucario. She genuinely enjoyed cooking and she didn’t “poison” the food on purpose. She would have to wait and see what her guests thought about her cooking this time around.

— turning over a new leaf,

(...)

If Jihyo had telepathic abilities or Lucario had included her in the little conversation between him and Jongkook, she would’ve laughed real hard – maybe to the point where she had woken up Bulbasaur from his beauty sleep – because man, was Lucario mature or not? It was unbelievable how grown-up he was compared to Jongkook at times, to the point where she found it funny. She didn’t hear much from the conversation, in fact, she didn’t hear anything that she could comprehend at all, but she heard some muttering before she came back.

Jihyo nodded at Jongkook’s words; it definitely had been. Poor fella was swept to another place just a week after he had become familiar with Jihyo and her family back home in Fortree City and now he had a whole new world to take in and new friends too meet. It all happened in under a mere ten days or so, she couldn’t imagine how hard it would’ve been for him but he didn’t seem unhappy with the new scenario. In fact, it seemed like he had welcomed it with open arms. He was so excited to come to Vela Island and he wasn’t hostile towards Jongkook and Lucario. It could only go up from here.

She thanked Jongkook, who held the door open for her, with a nod and walked out of her apartment, waiting for him and Lucario to get out as well so she could lock the door behind her. Wouldn’t want anyone to break in and steal her things or bother Bulbasaur while he was asleep and she was away, right? She proceeded to frolic away into Claret Town with her best friend and his companion, Lucario.

— complete.

— turning over a new leaf,

(...)

“Nonsense!” she exclaimed, a little too loudly because her own voice made even her jump a little in surprise. She gave him a sheepish grin and turned down the volume of her voice for the next words that slipped out of her mouth, “I mean I can take care of things around here. I’m not incapable of taking care of myself, you know.” But she knew that Jongkook only meant well, and somehow, her words sounded harsher than she had intended, so she gave him a sincere smile and added, “But thank you for the offer, and when I really do need your help, I’ll definitely call you.”

Jihyo laughed and shook her head at his exaggerated gesture – it was hard to believe that this man was older than her by the way he acted. She grabbed a black leather jacket and put it on, checking if she had everything she needed before she felt his arm over her shoulder. She playfully elbowed his rib and chuckled when she heard his stomach growl.

“Somebody’s hungry,” she said in a singsong voice and poked his stomach with her index fingers. Jihyo was about to nod in agreement when he mentioned her little friend and she looked up and scanned the room. Where was he indeed? She slapped Jongkook’s arms away from her shoulder and began searching for Bulbasaur. It didn’t take long though, as she found the Seed Pokémon sleeping soundly on her bed. She smiled at the sight and left the room, holding a finger up to her lips when she neared Jongkook and Lucario, “He’s sleeping. I wanted to take him out too but I guess he’s just so exhausted after everything today. Quite a lot to take in at the same time, don’t you think? Just let him be.”

— turning over a new leaf,

(...)

Jihyo only chuckled and shook her head at his displeasure, knowing by the sound of his tone that he was only joking. But they were close friends – best friends, even – and Jihyo wanted to thank him for all the help, not only from today but ever since they first got to know each other. He had always been there for her whenever she needed him, knowing that she would do the same for him.

If she weren’t too busy moving the boxes, she would’ve caught his sulking appearance, and she would’ve fallen over, laughing. It was so uncharacteristic of him to be sulking that she would never let it go, she would use it to taunt and annoy him to his wit’s end. Sadly for her, she was too caught up in everything else that his expression went unnoticed by her. For his sake, it was probably the best.

Walking by him with a box of clothes, she nodded absentmindedly to his comment. Well, she would have to cook something to eat right? She couldn’t have her parents or brothers make food for her all the time, now that she was living alone, so of course she needed cooking utensils. She knew Jongkook could cook too, but maybe not as often as Jihyo. Which could probably explain the lack of cooking utensils in his kitchen, as compared to her (not that she knew what he had in his kitchen, she was just making assumptions).

“Yep, almost,” she replied back and put the last two boxes on the floor in her bedroom. The bed, luckily, was already up, and so was the closet. All she needed to do now was to unpack everything and make it cozy, but that could wait until later. She thought she heard her stomach make a noise.

Walking out of her bedroom, she reappeared in the kitchen and smiled at Jongkook, “We did it, we’re done! You hungry? Let’s go down to Claret Town and get something to eat. I’m starving!”

— don't walk, run,

Should I thank you for it then? [/wanted to tell her that he could very much take care of himself but decided not to because she’ll find ways to retort him back again] Oh the joy. [/mumbles to himself as he warily watch her prepare the ingredients] You’re exaggerating! I still need to eat somehow. [/doesn’t say anything beyond that and waits quietly while she cooks, though throwing a few remarks here and there; hoping that she was right in saying her cooking improved and that he doesn’t get sick the next day]

— complete.

— don't walk, run,

[/do nothing to stop her and gets dragged off even though he’s perfectly capable and has the strength to; frowning as he gave the phone back and regretted not deleting it when he had the chance to] You aren’t even a ghost Pokemon or something [/mutters under his breath] Why do you— [/gets dragged in again before he could even finish his sentence] Taking care and taking good care aren’t the same thing. [/sighs before entering her apartment] What new recipe are you trying? You know I don’t eat anything that’s oily or sweet or just generally bad for my health.

(/shrugs nonchalantly at his comment, fighting the urge to kick him when he wasn’t looking but decided against it; he would suffer soon enough, maybe giving him some room to breathe so he could mentally prepare himself for what was about to come was better) At least I’m taking care of you (/she counterattacked with a smirk and slipped past him and into the kitchen first) Oh, you’ll see Jongkook dear, you’ll see! (/snorts as she rolls up the sleeves and washes her hands before she begins to find the ingredients necessary for cooking) In my humble opinion, you think everything’s bad for your health. But not to worry, I’ve taken it into consideration.

littlepeacefulrunner

— turning over a new leaf,

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“But of course, Jongkook oppa, of course! You and Lucario will be greatly rewarded for helping me,” she said as a matter of fact but stopped for a second and turned around to face her friends, her arms crossed, an eyebrow raised, “but you will have to prove yourself worthy of the reward first. So less talking, more working!” She gave them an encouraging smile and whipped her attention back to the boxes on the floor once again. Even before Jongkook had brought up the topic of repayment, Jihyo had already planned for them to go out and eat dinner together after this, mostly because Jongkook disliked her cooking (more like he was scared of it) and second, because she was too tired to actually cook up something for them.

That, however, was a plan Jongkook and Lucario didn’t know about, so for the time being, they were either going to get a reward after this or they weren’t. They just had to wait and see.

“Of course it will fit, you silly man!” she said with a small laugh while she was busy moving the boxes to their respective rooms. Jihyo scoffed at his remark but didn’t say anything back, but simply replied with a “the boxes with a smiley face goes to the kitchen.” She knew he was mocking her on purpose but she was concentrated now, almost as if she was in a trance. Once she had set her mind on something, she would finish what she started. In this case, it would be to move the boxes.

Jihyo smiled down at Bulbasaur when she saw her little friend move one of the smaller and lighter boxes, happy that he was helping as well. She almost ignored his question – not on purpose – but stopped in her tracks with a box in her hands and stared into the air with a thoughtful look before nodding.

“Yeah, sure, you can open it if you want,” she replied dismissingly before she went on, but in her mind she was laughing at the image of Jongkook sitting on the floor. She didn’t know why it was so funny but it was an image that she would not easily forget.

— don't walk, run,

[/finds her smile awfully sinister whenever she wants to rope him into doing something] But I don’t want to go back to our residential building. [/grumbles but let her links arms and gets dragged off the opposite direction] Why can’t I say no? What if I did– [/eyes widen and tries to seize the phone to take a closer look] Yah, how could you blackmail me and when did you even take that photo? [/mopes] Alright, alright, I give up. Delete that photo and I’ll be your guinea pig. But I’m telling you if I get stomachache the next day you’ll have to treat me. For a week.

(/ignores his words and keeps dragging him towards the apartment building; chuckles as she slides the phone back into her pocket when she’s sure he’s got a good look at the picture) I already told you, I’ve got my ways (/stands in front of the main door and unlocks it before she resume to drag him in – not that it was necessary, she just wanted to because she liked having control) Don’t you worry! You know I’ll always take care of you (/pats his shoulder with a smile before she opens the door to her apartment wide and welcomes him to enter first)

— don't walk, run,

[/pretending to be annoyed by her and gave a ‘tch’ but didn’t protest] It’s not my fault I talk way too much sometimes, since you don’t listen. If you don’t listen that means I have to talk more. [/shakes his head at that, raising his eyebrows when she looked at him with doubt] What are you doing? [/nervous laughter] New recipe? Are you kidding me? I don’t want to get poisoned again. I’ll talk to you later, got to go now. [/starts to walk off before she could threaten him to try her cooking]

(/shakes her head in disagreement but doesn't say anything on the matter; looks up from her phone and smiles sweetly at him) Yes, a new recipe (/laughs and quickly links her arms with his before he could get any further) Oh you’re not going anywhere mister. The apartment is this way (/starts dragging him in the opposite direction, towards the apartment building) I know you can’t say no – at least not this time – because if you did… (/shoves her phone in his face and shows him an embarrassing photo she took of him while he was asleep) … this will be sent to, hm, I don’t know, maybe Jaesuk oppa? Eunhye?

— turning over a new leaf,

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#regalis jongkook #turning over a new leaf #(feel free to shorten it!)

Jihyo was about to turn around to face Jongkook when he suddenly appeared next to her. When talking to people, she liked to look at their faces or look them in the eye, and so it was a good thing he was quick to catch up with her and they were now walking side by side up the stairs. She threw her head back and let out a laugh at the way he described her. It was all too true, what he said about her. When they first met, she had been careful around him, not knowing what could tick him off and she didn’t want to be on the receiving end of his anger. But after years of knowing each other, she slowly opened up and “revealed her true self” as he put it. She was no longer careful around him, knowing too well what would anger him and what would not as they became more comfortable around each other.

“Really?” she asked and faked a surprised expression, “It is? I had no idea.” The surprised expression was replaced with a grin and when they arrived at their floor, she got her keys from her pocket and unlocked the door to her apartment. Bulbasaur went in first and Jihyo waited for Lucario to follow suit before she entered her new home. “And I appreciate it greatly,” she said and smiled thankfully. She flicked on the switch and the apartment was lit up, her Bulbasaur nowhere to be seen but the sight of several boxes stacked upon each other in the living room and in the kitchen greeted her welcome. Jihyo turned around and looked at Jongkook with a raised eyebrow and smirk of her own, “and what if I did?”

She dropped the keys on the kitchen counter and walked over to stand in the middle of the living room, hands on her hips, “Alright boys. The boxes marked with my initials goes into the bedroom, the one’s with a star goes into the bathroom, the one’s with a heart stays in the living room and the one’s with a smiley belongs to the kitchen. The faster we work, the quicker we’ll get the job done.” With an encouraging smile to Jongkook and Lucario, she bent down and picked up a box, carrying it into the bedroom.

— don't walk, run,

[/rolls eyes] I know what that means. I’m just asking why do I have no other options to choose from. It is forced slavery since I didn’t agree to it and you’re literally forcing me to do it. [/frowns when he sees her laughing] What’s so funny about that? And no, it’s not a favor. [/sighs] Fine. I shouldn’t have expected anything from you. You can’t be trusted. [/shakes head] Oh, if you did? I’m not stopping you, but I have my ways.

(/chuckles and pats his shoulder, putting one finger up to her lips to imply that she wanted him to be quiet) Jongkook oppa, you talk way too much sometimes. Just go with the flow, won't you (/shrugs as her laughter dies down and she squints her eyes suspiciously) Oh is that so? You don't think I have my way too? (/slips her hand inside her pocket and fishes out her phone) I have a new recipe I would like to try out, and I want you to be my first vi- (/cuts herself off and swallows the word before she smiles again) I'd like you to try it.

#v #regalis jongkook #you're dead meat

thehappyalone

— ooc,

Gosh, I haven't even been back for five days and now I'm going away again. Whoop. So admin Teddi will be going on a short hiatus as she's going on a camping trip. She will be back in three/four days, no less, so you kids better play nice while she's gone, alright? Try not to give admin Blu and Rim such a hard time - that's her job. (:

#ooc

song-minguk

— don't walk, run,

[/wrinkles his nose in disapproval at her snickering] What do you mean I don’t have any other choice? That’s called forced slavery. [/narrows his eyes upon seeing the smile] It definitely isn’t nasty. The only thing nasty is the food you cook. That’s insulting. Learn to be more healthy in your diet choice, of course! What else? [/crosses arms to show annoyance] Fine, I thank you for gracing me with the decision to stop poisoning me anymore but how is that a favor done? That should be something expected! Don’t come up with any weird idea, I’m telling you.

(/grins widely in satisfaction at his reaction) It simply means that you don’t have any other choices. It’s as simple as that, it couldn’t be any more obvious, and no (/shakes her head firmly) it’s not forced slavery (/laughs and claps her hands while laughing when he tells her what she said was insulting; for some weird reason she found it to be really funny) Oh it’s a favor alright (/scoffs) You definitely shouldn’t expect much, especially not from me, it could cost you your life (/smirks and crosses her arms) Oh, and what if I did? How would you stop me?