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4400 in Busan:

Around the world thousands of people went missing, all at once. During that time the world kept moving on without them. Their families, friends, significant others, their lives too went on. After a while their cases went cold. Bodies could not be found, they went without a trace left behind. No hints. No clues. Then they were brought back.

All four thousand four hundred of them.

They’ve created a movement and it’s only for the better of mankind, of the future. But some do not agree. Where do you stand?

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4400 in Busan

Around the world thousands of people went missing, all at once. During that time the world kept moving on without them. Their families, friends, significant others, their lives too went on. After a while their cases went cold. Bodies could not be found, they went without a trace left behind. No hints. No clues.

Then… they were brought back.

All four thousand four hundred of them.

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[ text → wonbin. ] You're a missable person.

[text]Akane: I am? Ah, sorry I been a ghost.[text]Akane: I miss you too.

#!t #pilotakane #{yeaaaah after my vacation I kinda ditched tumblr.}

mdpvrk

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Send me ✂ and I’ll compare our muses’ heights

( Not too bad ahjussi, who knows, maybe when you get older you’ll shrink and I’ll be the taller one ~ )

#!keep #{ cACKLES-- NO #he will always be taller }#v ^ v

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¥ { IDC THAT IM ON HIATUS, do memes for me B) }

Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 ( Eh – )Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 ( I want to be like Ahjussi one day, you are so strong )Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | - - - - - - - - 10 ( for obvious reasons )Would they date them: yes | no ( also, for obvious reasons)Favorite thing about them: You are so brave and straightforward, I wish to be like this also – maybe some day. Least favorite thing about them: Nothing really – probably the same old, same old. I don’t like Ahjussi being so reckless and putting himself in harms way, but it seems to be in his job description. No helping that.

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❝I’m more of–❞ Now that the woman thinks about his assumption, she doesn’t place labels on herself. The way others can do so freely, she enjoys doing things her own way and caring less about consequences in the future. Life would be too boring to live on the safer side of things or so Hana always thought. ❝Someone who’s going to do whatever and let things fall together naturally.❞

Sounds right. To Hana. Peach tinted lips played around with the tip of her straw absentmindedly, droplets of water etches on the roof of her tongue whilst her head tilting to one side in thought. ❝Nah, he is.❞ Sarcastically speaking about a particular male who she labeled as a best friend, preventing a sign of amusement to spark along youthful features. It might be considered foolish to speak about someone when there’s a high possibility of him not knowing it but she couldn’t contain herself. ❝Kiddin’, guess he’s alright. Even though he acts like a damn child half the time.❞

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It sounded like such a... hippy thing to say. It was a very lax mentality and Hana certainly seemed even more carefree than he first previously thought. “Ahh, I see...”

Hearing what she has to say about her friend though-- reminds him of a couple of people currently in his life. A child still lived in the heart of everyone. Hell-- he could be quite the big kid at times... it just really depended on who brought that out in him, where he was, and who he was with. “Sounds like a good friend anyway.” he intervenes and means well by it. He barely touched much on the table whilst he waits for their food and hot tea. He likes the combination of having his drink with his food though if it is alcohol then he just likes that by itself.

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He breathed and looked away, his hand falling away from the other’s back. The silence burdened him – just as the nagging questions did – causing him to take to walk again. The path was quiet, the place full of grievance and sadness, alongside with pride and family name. It was branded to become something far more than this.

A safe haven for the dead to reside.

Jun-seok stopped before the “Hwang”, the tickling of a name whispering in his ear as he saw her name, hard against the plaque, no longer the soft-spoken, laughter filled girl ever again. He smiled, exhausted, but still he smiled.

“Hello, Soon-hee,” he whispered to the urn, silence answering him in return. “Have you been good? I hope you have. I have a friend with me to visit you– you may not know him, but he is a dear friend.” He said – hands unlocking her sanctuary, changing out old flowers with new ones, brushing away some dust as well.

He glanced over at the other, at Wonbin, a faint smile on his lips. “He’s a friend from the force, and he wanted to– to accompany me to say hello to you. Pay some respect to you. So don’t fear, you aren’t forgotten. You never will be forgotten.”

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Where silence comforted Wonbin, it agitated his friend. He could tell because he began to walk. So he lingered behind yet still followed. Only to pause when the elder stops and he can take one good guess why they stop where they do. Peering over the elder’s shoulder, he sees the family name imprinted on a plaque.

So heartbreaking to hear his hyung’s gentle voice. A sound he doesn’t hear often and simply because he never hears him speaking to his little girl. A first for many things but he adores the sound of his hyung speaking as a father, because he was one. It crosses his mind for a moment if happy endings did exist if there was some point in time where their children would have been friends and if they were now where ever that life is now for them.

He smiles at the soft spoken introduction, albeit a sad smile but one regardless. Endearing anyway. He steps closer to Jun-seok. He’s unsure if his elder would mind him speaking or if this was a cue for him to. Wonbin’s eyes glance up to capture Jun-seok’s as he nods. A faint smile given back to his friend. “Hello... Soon-hee...” he murmurs softly with a smile, placing his flowers in which he had brought for her into the same vase in which Jun-seok replaced the old ones with the new.

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#;m #wonbin

"Shut it, you're older than me. Should I start calling you Ahjussi instead of Oppa?"

“Obviously. Tell me something I don’t know. I already am called ahjussi by many, so– sorry not sorry your plan backfires on you ahjumma.” teasingly he winks and chuckles at her irritation.

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"Excuse --" She locked her jaw and stared him down. "I am not even 30 yet."

“Close enough.” he glared back with a tiny smirk.

#kxmnana #!a #{finally}

"Grumpy old man, heh."

“What are you heh’ing’ about, aren’t you an ahjumma?”

#kxmnana #!a

"Old grumpy man"

“What the hell is that for?” brows furrowed as he tried to figure out why he deserved such abuse. “Better watch out or I’ll call you a grumpy old woman.”

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She has yet to show him Spitfire and what it’s capable of, but the more she tries to procrastinate resting, the more he insists on it. The pain in her abdomen area where the wound is, is somewhat dull but it still hurts. Her hair’s already falling to her shoulders as she tilts her head forward in recognition that he’s right. She needs to rest, because she doesn’t know how much time she has. “Only for a little while…” she finally says in defeat. Her eyes close briefly before looking back at him between the strands, exhaling softly. “I don’t think anyone followed me… so we should be okay for now…” Now that she’s trying to relax, her body is starting to feel the exhaustion and trying to pull her into sleep. “Everything will be okay… right?” It’s a question that she’s trying to assure herself with, but almost like a lost child after spewing out a dark story that she needs someone else’s reassurance. She doesn’t have another soldier with her this time around, to talk about how they’ll get through this alive and she’ll never see them again. Instead, she has a friend at her side.

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He is glad she finally gives in. But there was also her body to thank for that because mind and will were sometimes separate things. She could want to keep carrying on and push her body to do so, but when it was ready to give up-- it would give up.

“I’ll take a little bit over you still trying to tell me your body can keep going when we both know it can’t.” getting up he helps to get her moved into his bedroom. It would be more comfortable if she slept in his bed rather than the sofa even though it was closer. “I can take care of me, you just take care of you for now.” he’s not concerned at the moment for whoever might be hunting her. He figured if anything came up, they would be a good team to get out of a tight situation. “You’re gonna be fine. And the world will still be here when you wake up, alright?”

He offered a faint smile and helped her up to lean on him. “Go slow.”

#pilotakane #!r #{we can probably wrap this one up ^^ }

( sms : oppa ) If you want it... Come and take it! I won't go down without a fight. Oh, I'm wearing it right now. So warm, so soft and cozy.

[text]Nana: A fight you will lose Nana.

#kxmnana #!t

( sms : oppa ) Clever... But you can't have that one. I've decided it's my new favorite sweatshirt. ( sms : oppa ) Oh but you could try on a pair of my heels. Or maybe a skirt!

[text]Nana: Nana, what the hell?[text]Nana: You said…

{forwarded text: ( sms : oppa ) And hey. If you saw something in my closet and you wanted it, I’d let you have it! }

[text]Nana: And that item counts idc what status it has.

#kxmnana #!t

( sms : oppa ) I can see why it's your favorite, it's very warm and comfortable. ( sms : oppa ) Well.. I guess you can borrow it. ( sms : oppa ) And hey. If you saw something in my closet and you wanted it, I'd let you have it!

[text]Nana: Cool[text]Nana: …then that sweatshirt that is in your closet that kinda looks like mine. I want that.[text]Nana: Thanks Nana banana! xoxo

#kxmnana #!t #{ ahahaha-- he's a clever man }

[text] Why is there a life size cardboard cut out of Harry Styles in my bedroom?

[text]Kohen: Well, last night you said she was so hot you were gonna take her home.[text]Kohen: Annnnd… I kinda didn’t want to stop that since it was pretty hilarious.[text]Kohen: You should really stay away from the tequila, apparently it makes you think Harry Styles is one attractive babe.

#kxhen #!m #{pffft-- im laughing pretty hard at this }

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