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Mystery Number [Joonyoung & Open]

Joonyoung flopped down on his bed and gave a frustrated groan. He'd only been home for an hour and already he was feeling bored and antsy. He rolled over onto his back, lifting his cellphone up to check the app. "Why are there no Pokemon here...." he whined pitifully. Joon forced himself to sit up and closed the app, opening up his contact list instead. If he was going to go out, he didn't want to go alone.

He scrolled through the names, hesitating as he came across his cousin’s. With the promise of a few drinks he could definitely convince him to hang out for awhile. Just as he was about to call, his eyes flicked to the bottom of the screen and spotted a nameless entry. Joonyoung furrowed his eyebrows and pulled up the contact information. There was a phone number but no name associated with it. Had he been drunk at the time he got it? There was really only one way to find out. Joonyoung selected the number and let it ring.

"Who is this?" he opened with the minute someone picked up on the other end.

#alo:open #f:para #[i dunno what else to tag this as >.<]

slyzico:

A flutter of wings and cat-like eyes were scanning the parchment that had been abandoned on his empty dinner plate. As he read the message and the written laughter following, it was like he could actually hear the bizarre sound specific to its author.

No.

He could actually hear it. Zico slowly looked up from the parchment, judgment clear on his face as he stared at the student that was quite literally sitting right across the table from him. Zico blinked as Joonyoung’s…’special’ laughter flooded the surrounding area.

Instantly, memories of the first tattoo he’d given Joonyoung filled his mind. He cringed as he relived the secondhand embarrassment. Still, no matter how questionable Joonyoung’s taste was, he needed the practice. Knowing his cousin as he did, he was sure the design was going to be…unique.

“I’m not doing anything tonight,” Zico answered, rolling his eyes and sighing at how easily he’d caved to Joonyoung’s will after his initial reluctance.

“You owe me a drink first,” he pointed out. Or a few drinks, probably.

Joonyoung's eyes lit up mischievously when Zico agreed to his request. To be fair though, Zico hardly ever refused any suggestion Joonyoung came up with, no matter how crazy it seemed. That was one of the things Joonyoung loved about his cousin. He could rely on him to support him no matter what, even if that meant that Joonyoung often got him into trouble as well.

"This time you're not talking me into doing something different," he insisted, glancing down at his left forearm that bore a tattoo far different from the one he'd originally imagined. It wasn't that he didn't like it, quite the opposite actually, but it was nothing like what he'd originally described to him. "It's going to be huge...like across my whole back," he elaborated with a laugh before leaning across the table a little more toward Zico.

"We can do drinks first...but don't think you're going to get drunk and get outta this," he warned.

#sly:zico #slyzico #f:para

I replied to everyone already but thanks again to those who sent me welcomes ^^ There’s a little more I want to say so I’m just going to throw it under a cut...

First of all, Joon is a bit of a wild kid so there will definitely be cursing in my replies. If you’re not comfortable with that please let me know in advance.

Secondly, talking and plotting turns me into a scared, anxious mess. That being said, I’d still love to plot with everyone. >.< I’d really appreciate it if you guys could come at with me with plot ideas or even open plots, or even just a suggestion to write an open starter for us or something. I’m going to try my best not to just run away from your messages and make an effort so this idiot can have more friends.

#f: intro