Institute:Genetic Mutations Professor

|| Roleplay Purposes Only!|| At A Glance: Age: 27 Hometown:Musa City Affiliation: Pro-Mutant Mutation:Substance Mimicry

[sorry-kiwoo]

Are We Strangers?

[celxminyoung]

(...)

As his face gets closer and closer to her own Minyoung automatically closes her eyes. This kiss was something she did not expect, but she was not about to let the moment pass her by. Wrapping her arms tightly around his neck, Minyoung moved her lips against his. His lips were so soft and the kiss was so sweet that she felt dizzy from such a moment. It felt like the moment would last forever or the world would stop in that moment, but either way she did not want this moment to end. To be in the arms in the man her heart would beat in a frenzy, how could she want the moment to end?

Slowly she released her hold on his neck and ran them down the expanse of his chest. Smiling softly she released his lips and smiled at him before burying her face into his chest, “Guess we are not strangers, hu?”

[sorry-kiwoo]

Kiwoo felt Minyoung's arms around his neck and her lips against his, everything felt so right. He was finally acting on the feelings that we're responsible for having neglected his work and made the hole in his chest painful obvious. The professor had been lonely and love was something he tried so hard to avoid with his work, constantly telling himself that work would get his mind off of things that would only end up hurting him in the end.

Yet there he was with Minyoung in his arms and he hadn't been happier in what seemed like far too much time to keep track of. He had grown to care for and even love the woman in his arms who had somehow captured his undivided attention the first time he saw her in the chocolate shop that Sunday evening.

Chuckling slightly as Minyoung ran her hands down his chest Kiwoo knew this was what he wanted, he was willing to give everything and give in to his feelings entirely. Wrapping his arms around Minyoung firmly he wholeheartedly agreed with Minyoung, "We aren't strangers, and I hope we never have to be."

[sorry-kiwoo]

Once In A Full Moon || Minyoung

[celxminyoung]

(...)

{text}: Honey calm down! {text}: Mason was left on our doorstep just a couple of minutes ago {text}: I was not about to leave him out there, you know exactly how cold it is out there {text}: He only had a blanket and teddy bear with him, so I need food and diapers and just baby stuff for him {text}: I would go, but his clothes won’t keep him warm enough in his frigid climate. {text}: So pretty please can you get baby supplies for me? I’ll love you forever <3

[sorry-kiwoo]

Taking a moment to somewhat calm down Kiwoo found himself a bench. As far as the professor could tell he wasn't in Baeksol just yet so if he really was sane and the fact that Minyoung did actually ask him for baby formula and diapers meant he could hunt down a store and actually buy what he was asked for.

[Text]: Mason? Was left on our doorstep? Our doorstep in Baeksol?! [Text]: Okay okay, so I'm not the worst soon to be husband alive. [Text]: Okay, I'll get the babe supplies. It's a boy right? How old do you think he his? [Text]: Baby formula, diapers and clothes then? What about baby food and toys? [Text]: When do babies even start to eat solid food?! I'm a genetic mutations professor not a pediatrician, I'm so sorry Minyoung.

Kiwoo was still completely lost, there was a baby left on his doorstep in Baeksol. In Baeksol of all places, one of the coldest places he'd ever lived and a poor defenseless baby is left there. Despite being utterly lost Minyoung had told him to get some things they were going to need and he wasn't about to show up empty handed or else he would have to face the cold of Baeksol until he had those diapers and baby formula.

Making his way into a store Kiwoo made his way around, this was going to be his life sooner or later and he was going to have to figure out where the baby supplies were. Standing in front of the endless row if Baby diapers he started to skim through the endless names and different kinds of diapers.

Why where there so many diapers?! Give Kiwoo a genetic sequence and he could give you a genetic mutation in  matter of minutes but ask him to buy diapers and he crashes and burns miserable. This was going to be difficult, and Kiwoo could only wonder how Minyoung put up with him. [Text]: Minyoung, I'm going to need a detailed list, I just realized I have no idea what I'm doing.

[sorry-kiwoo]

Infectious Feelings

[xm-woobin]

(/the man’s words make him think for a moment and ‘lectures’ automatically make him assume the guy to be some teacher. He looks like one now that he thinks about it and all of a sudden, he can’t really see kiwoo as anything else. He feels like he’s burning under the scorching sun and standing there is definitely not helping his case. Even with a light shirt and the help of his cold smoothie, he still wants to get out of there and Kiwoo’s proposition is like music to his ears. He can’t immediately think of a favourite food whether it’s out of nervousness or because he likes everything, including trying new things. He’s far from being passive, but he thinks he can let Kiwoo pick where he wants to take him.) I’m not picky with food and yes, I love sit down restaurants. (/after all he’d been using those to eat all his life because god forbids his step mom would ever cook when he was a kid) So let’s go before I start melting and I start pitying you for being in a suit

[sorry-kiwoo]

(/smiles as Woobin accepts eating with him, though in all honesty he couldn't remember for the life of him what it was he ordered last time he went to the restaurant) Great then, lets get out of the heat because I'm pretty sure I will start melting in this suit if we stay out here any longer.  (/leading the other Kiwoo quickly made his way over to the hole in the wall restaurant, the cool breeze of the A/C was just what the professor needed to actually remember what kind of food the restaurant served) Right, if I remember they have really good kimchi and bulgogi here, I hope you're up for it.  (/looking around Kiwoo had forgotten how nice the small restaurant had been, and it seemed quite fitting for the situation, it wasn't too crowded but there were just enough people to make it comfortable enough to talk freely) It's actually been a while since I've had a chance to actually sat down and enjoy a meal with someone. I guess things worked out pretty nicely today didn't they? The only thing we need to do now is to actually start eating and I don't know about you but I think it smells great in here.

[sorry-kiwoo]

Are We Strangers?

[celxminyoung]

Taking slow breaths in and out through her nose. Minyoung held eye contact with Kiwoo. The seconds that passed felt like hours and she was not sure what she was expected to do. Did she throw herself at him and hope for the best? Or did she wait for Kiwoo to do or say something? The simple fact that it was taking everything inside of her to just keep breathing gave her the answer.

As if in slow motion, Minyoung watched as Kiwoo came closer and closer, until he was towering over her. Taking in a deep breath Minyoung looked up at the man that had sent her heart a flutter. The second his arms wrapped around her Minyoung let out a quiet gasp. Naturally her arms wrapped around him and she rested her cheek against his chest.

The words spilling from his lips was like music to her ears. With tears in her eyes, she laughed lightly before wrapping her arms around his neck, “I am crazy about you too. My brain might not remember you, but the rest of me does. I think I have been crazy about you for a long time I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

[sorry-kiwoo]

It was more than comforting as the professor felt Minyoung's warp her arms around him a few moment after embracing her.  Kiwoo couldn't find the words to describe the way he was feeling, he was immersed in feelings he hadn't felt in a while.  His heart felt like it was about to burst and everything seemed fuzzy around the edges, he was unbelievably happy.

Feeling Minyoung wrap her arms around his neck Kiwoo leaned over a bit, never really noticing how much taller he was than her until now. Minyoung's words caused a giant smile to spread across his lips.  Kiwoo was at a loss for words as he listened to Minyoung.

Looking down at Minyoung everything was perfect, having her in his arms and finally being able to accept his own feelings while listening to Minyoung say she felt the same way. It was almost too good for the professor to think it was true.

Out of the fear of having some kind of realistic dream and waking up, kiwoo used one of his hands to tilt Minyoung's face towards his gently, the last thing he wanted to do was wake up and find himself asleep on his desk. "Minyoung, I'm not going to let you go anymore, I want us to be together from now on. Please, nothing would make me happier".

Tilting his face forward Kiwoo leaned down further, he knew Minyoung's memory was gone but his words were sincere. He wanted to show Minyoung how much she meant to him even if that meant being rejected by his next action as he slowly pressed his lips against her's. 

[sorry-kiwoo]

Once In A Full Moon || Minyoung

Minyoung is startled to find a baby on her doorstep, but it is Baeksol and she is not about to leave him outside in the cold. Bending down she quickly picks him up and holds him close to her chest. Rocking him bath and forth she rubs his back, “It’s okay baby boy. It’s okay.”

Closing the door quickly behind her, she brings him closer to the roaring fire she has in her living room. Hopefully her fiancee will be home soon so they can figure what to do with the baby that was left on her doorstep.

Rubbing the baby’s red cheeks, she smiles and begins to coo at him. Finally he begins to calm down, “Let’s look if we can figure out your name.” Unwrapping the sheet she begins to look for any clue as to the babies name. Finding nothing she sighs and brings the blue teddy bear over to find embrodery on it’s front, Mason.

Looking down at the baby on her lap she smiles, “So your name is Mason, hu? Well I am going to take care of you, hopefully Kiwoo won’t be too mad.” Smiling at Mason’s adorable face she sends a quick text to Kiwoo {text}: can you please bring baby formula and diapers. I love you <3

Kiwoo held onto the train railing as he made his way home, wanting nothing more than to already be at home with Minyoung. The professor kept his footing stable as he searched through his coat before reading the text message he had received before staring a bit more at the screen, "W-what? Diapers?" A slight wave of panic washed over him as he tried his best to respond while keeping himself from falling over on the train.

[Text]: I love you too but Diapers? and baby formula?? [Text]: I don't remember you telling me we were having a child??? [Text:] Oh god please don't tell me you told me and I wasn't paying attention!  [Text]:Minyoung please explain! [Text]: I'm getting weird looks from people on the train. 

Rubs a hand over his face while feeling like the absolute worst person alive before immediately getting of at the next stop. Had he really been so absorbed in whatever it was he was doing that he missed the fact that Minyoung was talking about having a child. Pacing around while waiting for Minyoung to respond he couldn't help but start to feel his mind smoke at all the ideas floating around, "Does this mean the wedding is going to have to wait or are we going to have to move the wedding to an earlier date? Uhh, you're the absolute worst Kiwoo"

[sunkei]

Lee Ki Woo as Choi Kang Hyuk, Flower Boy Ramyun Shop.

[sorry-kiwoo]

Are We Strangers?

[celxminyoung]

(...)

Raising her bowed head, Minyoung looked into Kiwoo’s eyes and took a deep breath. Everything was left in her final words. Saying yes would make him leave and the possibility of never seeing him again was to hard to even think about, but if she said no the possibility of something occurring between them was so high it almost made her want to throw up. Licking her dry lips, she looks down once more at her bare feet, “No…”

Closing her eyes she waits for the consequences of her actions, but then decides to open her eyes once more and look at Kiwoo with a soft smile. The decision was out in the open and although she still had the urge to through up there was no going back. 

[sorry-kiwoo]

The amount of nervousness and fear Kiwoo felt at the moment was nothing compared to anything he had ever felt. Even when he would stand in lecture halls with thousands of eyes on him there was always still some kind of control over the beating of his heart and breathing.

 It felt as if his had had a surge of electricity having it beat a mile a minute while a giant invisible hand had a death grip on his chest all the while Minyoung stood there looking just as terrified as he was.

Kiwoo looked for anything on Minyoung's face, his eyes desperately trying to search for an inkling of an answer in her features, whether it was a good one or bad one.  It wasn't until his mind barely registered Minyoung's answer did the grip on his chest loosen up slightly.

"N-no? Okay." Kiwoo ran a hand trough his hair once more letting out a relieved sigh, "Okay then. I won't leave if that's what you want...." Kiwoo had gotten his answer and he hadn't the slightest clue what to do next but he had to get his feelings across it was now or he would have to stop feeling the way he did for Minyoung.

Glancing at Minyoung he took the last few steps before standing in front of her realizing how short she was compared to him for the first time in a while. Finally caving into his feelings all Kiwoo could do was wrap his arms around Minyoung, "Minyoung, like I said I'm tired. I'm tired of running away from my feelings for you. I want to be more than just friends with you, and It took all of this this to have this quack job professor finally realize how much I care for you".

[sorry-kiwoo]

Are We Strangers?

[celxminyoung]

(...)

Minyoung could not figure out what she was trying to tell Kiwoo because her memories were gone, but something inside of her did not want things to end this way. Shakily she opened the door and looked at Kiwoo. What was going on? Was this part of Sayori’s plan or was this her own heart that had not forgotten about the man standing in front of her..

Bowing her head, she rubs her arms and shuffles her feet. The nerves are all there and she is not sure what she can do to make them go away. Obviously she did not know Kiwoo enough to feel like this, but it was just her brain that did not know here. Everything else knew him. The way he smiled and the way he held her, it was all embedded deep inside of her.

[sorry-kiwoo]

Kiwoo felt out of place, just standing there at the foot of the stairs, he didn't want to keep standing there but he also didn't want to leave.  The fact that Minyoung had chosen to walk up stairs and close the door behind her only served to stump the professor in what he should do.

Running a hand through his hair he almost didn't hear Minyoung speak, the door in between them making it hard to hear the muffled words. Taking a few steps up the stairs again, Kiwoo settled for standing a few steps from the door, "Minyoung? You're going to have to speak up with the door closed."

Hearing the click of the door open Kiwoo watched as Minyoung walked forward, he still wasn't sure of what to do, but he knew he was tired of not talking about what was going on between the two of them. He was tired of feeling the way he did for Minyoung and doing nothing about it.

Looking up a Minyoung he decided to finally take action. "Minyoung, I don't know about you but I'm tired of running. Running from my feelings that is and I don't know if that's your case too but I'd like to sort some things out. So ill ask you again do you want me to leave?" That was it, Kiwoo had finally laid his cards on the table and there was no going back. Depending on what Minyoung said Kiwoo would find out where they finally stood with each other and nothing terrified him more than that very moment.

[sorry-kiwoo]

Are We Strangers?

[celxminyoung]

(...)

Moving out of his embrace she walks behind the kitchen and up the stairs to her little haven within her haven. Rubbing her face as she crosses the threshold, Minyoung wipes her tears away and puts a tentative hand against her lips, what did she just do?

[sorry-kiwoo]

The beating of his heart betrayed the feeling in the pit of his stomach as Kiwoo was still being tossed and turned in swirls of feelings. Minyoung was in his arms but her tears were coming out even more after his words. His words were suppose to comfort her and they might have done the opposite.

Taking a moment to look down at Minyoung he looked at her face as she stared back at him. This was the closest they had been, even before Minyoung's accident, he had never been so close to her face or holding her in his arms the way he was.

The next thing Kiwoo knew his mind barely registered Minyoung's movements before he felt her lips his his for a fraction of a second. Then Minyoung was gone, and she was walking up into her home above the shop no longer in his arms. Before he could even think of anything he was already getting up before he was at the bottom of the steps and he was suddenly stuck, having no clue what to do next. Taking a few steps up the stairs Kiwoo hesitated, he wasn't sure what Minyoung was thinking but he didn't push Minyoung away when she kissed him a part of him was wishing she didn't walk away.

Taking in a deep breath Kiwoo called out to Minyoung, he didn't want to leave but he also knew Minyoung was vulnerable and didn't want to cross a line he couldn't go back over. "M-Minyoung. Are you alright? I-I didn't do anything to upset you did I? Should I--Do you want me to leave? I just, I need you to know I meant every word I said and I need to know you're alright."

[sorry-kiwoo]

Are We Strangers?

[celxminyoung]

(...)

No words could be said to explain to Kiwoo how much it meant to her that he was going to stay. With her life thrown into a blender, Minyoung was happy to have someone there that was not going to leave her. Too many people have left her by this point and with her memories all a distant buzz in her mind, he was all she had.

[sorry-kiwoo]

Kiwoo would be lying if he said it didn't hurt as he watched Minyoung react while he tried to form his words. Something in the way she closed her eyes and waited before scanning his face with shock told the professor that she thought he would leave her.

The last thing Kiwoo would do was leave Minyoung even after being told that she would die after her first born was born, it was something he was  far more willing to endure over cutting Minyoung out of his life. The professor was hurt but most of the feeling went away as he felt Minyoung throw herself into his arms and cling to him as if her life depended on it.

He couldn't explain the feelings that washed over him as Minyoung hugged him, he shouldn't feel happiness, relief or his heart pick up a few beats. Kiwoo shouldn't feel any of these feelings because he should be comforting, trying to sympathize and take away some of the sadness Minyoung was probably feeling.

Ignoring the fact that that he was in what felt like a washing machine of feelings, he was there and had to be there for Minyoung, "Im not going to leave you Minyoung, I promise. Please just trust me when I say I care about you more than anything and I'll be there for you".

[sorry-kiwoo]

Infectious Feelings

[xm-woobin]

(/he feels utterly stupid in that situation and the fact that he can’t help it and doesn’t think much about it is weird - something in him knows that, but he shrugs the feeling aside because it’s not like he has any control over them at the moment. His rational side is still there; he just feels like his priorities are different and will probably stay like that for a while. his brain tells him that messing up like that on their first date is uncalled for and then he squints his eyes and furrows his eyebrows all by himself because that’s not a date, what the hell… and then he moves on. Embarrassment aside, he decides that making the other male smile is better than to have him look at him as if the sound manipulator had grown a second head. He fidgets a little with his his fingers around the cup he’s holding and he can feel the droplets of water running down the plastic from the contrast between the extreme cold of his beverage and the hot (kind of dry heat) that Heukyang’s weather is made of. At imes like those, he knows and feels just how much of a hassle it is to wear a suit around there so he’s thankful that he was home before and not in his office since he was able to get a shirt and a casual cardigan to wear rather than his suit and tie. He stops everything he’s doing - which isn’t much, really - and looks up at the other male (wow, it’s really different to have to look up for once), thinking that going somewhere is nice and food is always a great ice breaker even if deep inside something’s telling him there’s nothing to break. Other places are also good, but he got that smoothie because he sucks at having meals at right times, so maybe he’s still hungry since he didn’t even had lunch due to his meetings) I’m free, we can go anywhere. (/he says quickly) And I actually am hungry. Did you have any ideas?

[sorry-kiwoo]

(/blinks a bit as he finally notices Woobin look down at his cup and sees the moisture on it, realizing he was in Heukyang, staring at the other in the middle of the hot,dry street would only make things awkward and that was something the professor would like to avoid even while the other looks up a him, giving him an answer that brings on a wider smile accompanied by waves of nervousness) Perfect, I'm all through with lectures so that settles it. As long as nothing unexpected comes up, I suppose the rest of the day is ours. (/starts to look around while the heat seeping through his button up shirt) Well, there are a few food stands that are actually quite nice but getting out of this heat would be better wouldn't it? (/starts to recall a nice sit down restaurant he remembers eating at once before, his mind starting to come up with a bunch of nonsense situations, whether the other was allergic to something or hated sit down restaurants. The question finally leaving his mind as he convinces himself it was just his overactive imagination) Do you have and favorite food in mind? I remember a sit down restaurant that had some pretty good food, unless you prefer food stands at the moment. 

[sorry-kiwoo]

Are We Strangers?

[celxminyoung]

At the mention of a date, Minyoung blushed once more. Sheesh she needed to get under control before Kiwoo thought of her as a creep for blushing so much. Nodding at his words she rubbed her warm cheek, “It’s a date.”

Clears her throat at looks down at her glass. Looking into the red tint of the wine they were consuming she began to think of the possible outcomes of what would happen if she told him about her impending death. Would he stay? Would he leave? Well it was not like she was attached to Kiwoo and it would be better to do it now than later, if she did get attached.

Still looking into her glass, she licked her lips, “I am not sure if I ever told you this but I am going to die.” Laughs softly almost making someone question if she did in fact laugh, “Once I have my first child there is a count down. I will die within the first eighteen years of my first-born’s life.”

Looks up at Kiwoo with a ghost of a smile. Well it was out there in the open for him to interpret how he must. He could leave. He could stay. It was all up to him. She had just told him the single secret she was sure the woman from her lost memories was hiding from him.

[sorry-kiwoo]

This was good, the professor had managed to somehow despite all of his awkwardness get another date with Minyoung. He should have been happy or even ecstatic.  The woman Kiwoo had feelings for had some sort of feelings for him in return despite hardly remembering him but something was still amiss.

It looked like something was plaguing Minyoungs mind as she stared almost as if the wine glass in her hand was miles away. Her question threw Kiwoo off as he started responding, "Ahh..w-well yes everyone dies..."

After having listened to the rest of Minyoung's words Kiwoo was honestly speechless, her death in between the first eighteen years of having her first born-child was not something the professor knew. Fidgeting slightly Kiwoo honestly didn't know how to take the fact that was suddenly thrown out into the open.

Giving a small smile, Kiwoo just did his best to understand something he knew for a fact wasn't something so easily talked about, "Minyoung, that's not something you had shared with me but Ill try to understand, but I honestly don't know how to respond to what you just told me. By no means is any of what you just told me going to drive me away from you though, if that's what this is really about. Whether I'm just a friend or anything else".

[sorry-kiwoo]

Are We Strangers?

[celxminyoung]

Minyoung quickly agreed with a huge smile on her face, “That sounds great. Should I prepare anything for you? Is there something you like that I can make for you? Even if I don’t know how to make it right now, I have no problem learning to make it for you.”

Maybe the last comment was a little too much and figured it so since her face blew up into a tomato like color…again. Sheesh what was the matter with her, this was just a guy…sort of…Okay who was she kidding Kiwoo was gorgeous and his personality was certainly put him at the top of her list. Damn hormones.

Raising an eyebrow at his response Minyoung was a bit surprised. Certainly they would have to have talked about it at least once. After all it was something that she had to go through and if he was her best friend, the she must have shared that with him…right?

Then it all made sense, she liked him. The old her liked him and she had not told him anything about her impending doom and how she was going to die. How could she possibly bring it up now? They were about to get to know each other again, but if she knew herself like she remembered then the old her did not want Kiwoo to know…after all the possibility of him just leaving was really high. Who would want to stick around with someone that was going to die, inevitably?

Clearing her throat, she grabbed her own cup and took a long drink. Resting the cup once more on the table she looked at Kiwoo and bit down on her lip, how could she possibly tell him?

[sorry-kiwoo]

Kiwoo couldn't be any happier that Minyoung had actually agreed to come visit him, though the professor did feel a bit guilty that he left out the fact that he was actually one of Minyoung's neighbors in Musa. "You don't have to prepare anything really, but if you really insist I'm a simple man so anything you make will be fine really".

The red hue on Minyoung's was priceless, though Kiwoo didn't really know the reason for her face to go bright red, though it was still a bit amusing at least until something in his mind clicked. They were just talking about someone who might have been important in Minyoung's life and in particular a man and the professor wasn't all that dense.

Kiwoo had feelings for Minyoung but having her lose her memory compicated things for the professor. After all you couldn't just walk up to someone and tell them they were the object of your affection before and even after they lost their memory.

Feeling a little unsettled the professor watched as Minyoun sipped from her glass before looking at him, the last thing he wanted was for things to get awkward. Clearing his throat Kiwoo wore a smile, "So its settled then? It's a date".

[xminstitution]

Group One: The Western Front

(...)

[sorry-kiwoo]

(...)

as far as yukwon is concerned, this whole thing is a fucking cakewalk. 

he smirks at the professor, easy grin fitted snug against his lips. 

"don’t worry about it," he says breezily, following behind the transformed rain. he doesn’t run, because that’s fucking weird, and he holds out a hand to tell kiwoo the same, "just follow my lead." 

and his lead is to be calm, cool, collected, suave. 

"now’s probably the best time to tell me what you do," he says, under his breath, crossing the crosswalk with his hands tucked into his pockets, body hunched over in the kind of swagger that only kim yuwkon could achieve. 

once they get close enough, he’ll turn their target into a puppet and force the other to taking them back to his base. 

he realizes he isn’t very good with solo missions. 

Kiwoo didn't know if it was a good or bad thing that Yukwon was so relaxed but better to have just one person nervous that both of them. Following alongside the student the professor did his best to act naturally.

Looking around Kiwoo started to answer the others question, making it seem like normal chatter, "Nothing too special, substance mimicry. Includes my entire body inside and out"

Crossing the street Kiwoo made his way closer towards the building, as he tried to think of anything to say if someone actually bothered to ask what the odd looking pair was up to. Keeping his voice down just as Yukwon had done earlier, "I don't really know what you do though, it would be helpful to know".  

[sorry-kiwoo]

Are We Strangers?

[celxminyoung]

A smile broke free across her rosy lips at Kiwoo’s questions, “I would love to come visit you in Musa? Do you happen to know where I live? Do you live anywhere near me or are you at the other edge of town?” All these questions spilled from her lips and the giddy feeling inside was being held back but a tiny thread. It looked like things would be looking up for her now. Minyoung could not be any happier to be asked to visit her friend’s home.

One thing that for sure had not changed, even with the lost memory, was the need for adventure. The chance to visit Musa once more and see where Kiwoo lived and what he was like in his own home, was a complete adventure in of it itself. Taking a sip from her glass, she ran her tongue across her bottom lip catching the ruby red drop of wine on the corner of her lips, at the spot of her hidden kiss.

That was something that she was curious about as well. Was there a special man in her life that she had given up her hidden kiss too? Maybe Kiwoo would know, after all he was her best friend. “Kiwoo, I know this is a weird question, but I was just wondering. Is there anyone special man in my life? Am I dating someone or married by any chance?”

[sorry-kiwoo]

The professor couldn't help but let the bright smile on his face appear while he listened to Minyoung's questions, an interesting idea quickly coming to mind. " Perfect, then how about I meet you at your house in Musa? I already know where it is and we can make our way to my house afterwards? I don't live vary far from you so it shouldn't take long."

While the professor thoughts bout how Minyoung might take the surprise of re-discovering that he was actually her neighbor Kiwoo had failed to notice Minyoung catch the red drop of wine on her lip her question throwing him into a bit of confusion. 

"Ugh, actually I wouldn't really know. We never really talked much bout the topic much for some reason". Something in a dark corner of the professor's mind knew why they never talked about the topic, there were feelings of his own mixed in whenever the topic was brought up and part of him didn't want to know if there was another man in her life.

Letting out a small sight Kiwoo didn't know how else to explain their current situation which sometimes threw the professor into a confused frenzy, the only solution was to tell things how they were, "You aren't married as far as I know, unless your plan was to hide it from me then frankly I would be in trouble." Taking a sip from his glass the professor should have known the topic was bound to pop up eventually, "The thing is, well we've actually gone on a few dates here and there, but like I said for some reason the topic wasn't ever really discussed between us but maybe it's about time we did ".

[fallenangel-junsu]

Two Peas In A Pod

[fallenangel-junsu]

(...)

They don’t have to wait too much though and the man who left the room just moments before is back quickly. The silver tray is placed on top of the little mohogany coffee table and the porcelain cups placed in front of the two and there are cookies, biscuits and even some cake because clearly, options are nice. “We’ll get it from here, thank you.” Junsu says, nodding once and watching the man bow before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

“Gosh, I’m so hungry!” It’s out even before he can pick what he wants from the plate where the sweets are. His hand finds a cookie, taking a big bite just before he sighs. “I don’t think I had lunch yet… I can’t even remember.” He sighs again “Eat up, don’t hold back.”

[sorry-kiwoo]

Kiwoo couldn't help but laugh at the thought of having to wear a suit and follow Junsu around, not even at work did he wear a suit but the suit certainly beat tending to the endless garden, "I would take the suit over tending to the palace garden, I'm tall but I can only handle so much. What would you do to someone who isn't your friend? I can already see some poor soul scrubbing the marble floors on their knees".

Throwing aside the horrible thoughts of scrubbing the floors, Kiwoo followed Junsu, greeting the maid with a small smile and nod. "Bastet can only handle so much attention and look at this little guy in a few years both you and everyone here will have the best head of security the palace has even seen".

With a small chuckle the professor couldn't help but take a seat on the couch as he watched Thor waiting in anticipation for some kind of signal to let him relax. Glancing around Kiwoo couldn't help but marvel a bit in the giant room as their coffee was being prepared, "I have to say I never thought I'd be in a room that made me feel small but it does give off a strange homey feel to it oddly enough".

Watching as the coffee and a tray of treats is set on the small table Kiwoo does as Junsu says taking a cup of coffee as he grabs a tempting biscuit. "Join the club, I can't tell you how many times I have worried family and friends call me just to make sure I've eaten and haven't worked myself to death only difference is that you have Bastet and Thor looking after you. In all honesty its nice to get out and not be working and have literally the best cup of coffee with an old friend". 

[xminstitution]

Group One: The Western Front

Rain is standing stiff at the front of the danger room when both of them approach. He stays silent for the most part, and hands each a manila folder with a single page inside, and a pocket containing a pin in the shape of an X.

"Before you open those," he says, "I will brief you on how the mission will proceed. Once you enter the danger room, it will, as always, recreate a time and space for your mission. I will accompany you on the mission, not as myself but as a fellow student, but you may not expect any help from me beyond a physical power.

You may first, read the file, and then enter the room.”

He nods to them, and opens the door to the danger room to wait for their first move.

Name of Organization: The Brotherhood

Purpose: Mutant supremacy.

Location: Unknown 

Notes: The brotherhood is hidden deep within the underground. It is a massive complex built to house some of the world’s most sophisticated technology, inaccessible by formal means of travel. It is known that members are transported there by portals throughout the city. We have found one of these.

This mission, X-Men, is not one you should take lightly. Infiltrating a location we know next to nothing about will be dangerous, and you will be forced to make minute decisions that may cost you your life. Your only mission is to use the pin-camera provided in this folder to document the layout of the base. If you wish to proceed, open the door.

As soon as they enter, the room hesitates briefly before blurring into their new reality.

Traffic is heavy in downtown Sori, smog is rising above the skyscrapers and people race for the chance at getting a cab in the sweltering heat. A young student is standing with them, dressed casually but carrying a large gym bag that hangs heavily on her shoulder—she doesn’t seem to mind.

"There," she says, pointing across the street at a man in dark sunglasses. He flicks his cigarette and enters a plush apartment building where his shabby leather jacket and jeans don’t match the chrome plating and white leather of the lobby.

"Let’s go!" She says, and runs to the cross-walk.

[sorry-kiwoo]

The professor needed to get a grip on his nerves, sure it was healthy to be a bit nervous but there was a fine line between healthy and being too nervous to complete his session in the danger room. Kiwoo knew what he was getting into the moment he agreed to work as a professor at Rain's Institute for Gifted Children and this was what it all boiled down to. 

Taking a moment to scan the file he took careful mental notes before entering the Danger Room. Taking a moment to take in his new surroundings before noticing at the girl in front of him that he only assumed to be Rain. Finally reacting he placed the x-shaped pin on his shirt in the most inconspicuous spot  and glanced at Yukwon, "Okay so we need to get in, get a layout of the base and get out without alerting them of our presence the best we can."

Not wasting any time Kiwoo followed the girl, making sure to keep a safe enough distance from the man entering the apartment building while trying to blend in. "First things first we need to make sure we're not spotted this early on and we need to take out any and all obstacles with stealth".