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agressivewooing​:

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It seems the waiter’s arrival with the wine bottle awakens her mother’s attention again, and she tuts happily from the other side of the table. “You know Alex, my friend told me how lovely that Namsan tower is at night. It’s nothing compared to the Eiffel, or Sky Tree for that matter, but you really should take my Ichika sometime. I’m so worried she’ll spend all her time wandering around during the day and never seeing the city at night.” Ichika’s eyes flash as she turns her head quickly towards her mother, mouth drawn in a tight line. That woman really speaks too much. “Mother,” he begins more calmly than she feels, “I’ve been out on my own before; I wouldn’t want to bother Alex, anyway.”

Her response is met with a wave of the woman’s hand, clearly more in her cups than Ichika had realized at first. “Nonsense. I rather know you’re being looked after by someone we can trust than on your own.” Was matricide illegal in South Korea?

Had she always been like this? Probably so. The last time he had actually seen her they both weren’t exactly themselves, however, it was all quite interesting to him regardless of if she has alcohol in her system or not. She was like some sort of challenge, one of which he was growing more and more interested in by the second. Was it because of the fact that she actually was putting up more of a ‘fight’ compared to many of the other female’s he had managed to charm? Or was it because of the fact that he was finding out tonight that the girl he had slept with back then was in fact his father’s employer and just the thought of even that was enough to entertain him even in the slightest?

No matter which one it was, Alex was even more determined to do everything he could to have a bit of fun with her, maybe even tease her some and act as if he would really expose the secret that the two of them shared. What exactly would happen if both of their parent’s found out what happened between them? Surely his father would get fired, possibly even have his career as a lawyer ruined if her father went that far.

He chuckles softly, shaking his head slowly at her words as he looks at her with an amused expression. “Maybe i should do that. I’m sure with my good looks and my many charms, i could easily gain the favors of tourists with ease.” His tone is light as he speaks, the corner of his mouth lifting just slightly to smirk at her. She was indeed quite interesting and it seemed as if the longer they sat there speaking, the more he grew interested in her.

When he hears of what she’s interested in, Alex’s eyebrow raises just slightly. “oh?” with the single word he leans forward in his seat, folding his hands together as he gently places them onto the table and looks a bit interested in what she’s saying. “what sort of designs have you done so far?” is he really interested in what she has to say? not really, though he has to at least act as if he’s interested due to their parents being so close by, even if the adults were completely clueless of the fact that they had met once before tonight and it hadn’t exactly been something that was completely innocent in the end. He’s pretty sure that, if her father were to find out, he most likely wouldn’t be allowed to live anymore and Alex wasn’t exactly looking forward to dying quite yet. He still had a lot he wanted to do and was way too young to end up in some coffin buried deep in the ground.

Alex turns his attention towards Ichika’s mother when the woman speaks, offering her a warm and innocent smile as he nods in response, glancing over at Ichika momentarily while grinning before looking back at her mother. “I wouldn’t mind showing her at all. I agree with you, Namsan Tower could never live up to something such as the Eiffel Tower, though the night view of the city lights truly is still beautiful nonetheless.” He pauses for a short moment before continuing as he looks back at Ichika. “Though, i don’t think your daughter really wants to spend her time around me. I wouldn’t want to force her to do something she doesn’t want to do, or even accept the help from someone like me who is by far nothing compared to her.”

“I think, just from speaking with her so far, that she’s far more capable of getting around without my help, especially since she seems like such an intellectual individual.” Of course he’s not going to pass up the opportunity to mess with her, it was too good of a chance for him at this moment. His smirk returns once more, his eyes showing that he’s considering spilling the truth and he even shows this by what he starts to say next. “I mean not too long ago....” He’s challenging her now, even as he pauses with his own words. He wants to see what exactly she’ll do if she thinks he’s going to let their little secret be known, wants to see how she’ll react even though he really doesn’t plan on ever actually mentioning anything.

[soft-pentagon]

Wooseok & Yuto - Dodoripyo

eng trans by @jwsloops on twt

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agressivewooing​:

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She could stay like this, let him think she’s an alley cat, a stray worth a few pets before he wanders off, but she’s been waiting for this night. Waiting for the moment where his anger and hatred are at their strongest, at its most vulnerable.

“And what would you give to see your enemy dead?” She asks in Japanese, voice clear and coy as those yellow eyes still stare at him. 

@straysthetic

there was nothing, or no one, kei hated more than the one man that he was working under. the man who was responsible for the death of his parents. why would he work for someone who had murdered his parents right in front of him? it was simple. he planned on getting revenge when the time came, when that moment happened where he could just swoop in and end the man’s life with his own hands.

kei had made it his life goal to make this happen, working hard to wiggle his way in, to gain the trust of the older man so that he would trust him just enough to allow him to finally carry out his plans of killing him and make him suffer. the only problem was that this was all easier said than done. he couldn’t possibly just off the man when he had guards around at every moment, even when he was asleep he had his goons guarding his home which made things even more difficult for kei to carry out his plan.

he was irritated, frustrated even, and the anger as he thought about this only built up each day that went by. at this point he was willing to even die as long as he ended the man’s life, his own life not really mattering anymore. if he could just get his revenge then he wouldn’t care what the hell happened to him afterwards, it wasn’t like he had much to live for anymore since he had absolutely no one in his life to care for or even care about.

he was standing there, leaning against the wall of the building that his ‘boss’ was inside at the moment, having stepped out long enough to get some fresh air and get away from what was currently going on inside. he takes the pack of cigarettes out of his jacket pocket, opening the pack and taking one out before he places it between his lips and takes his lighter out to light it. he takes a couple puffs as he places the pack and his lighter back into his pocket, glancing around at his surroundings as he keeps an eye on those passing by.

it’s only when he hears the meowing sound that he turns to look in the direction of the black cat, one he had seen a few times before, and squints as he looks at the small creature. he wondered how it was possible for such a creature to have the color of eyes that it did, though he didn’t really know much about animals nor did he ever really bother to even care much. maybe as a child he would have, maybe even would have owned a pet at some point, though now he didn’t even have time to think of such things. not when he was out for blood.

he’s about to look away, to avert his attention elsewhere as he removes the cigarette from his mouth, though he hears a voice and he stops in his tracks as his eyebrows furrow. was he going crazy? had he heard the cat speak? there was no way right? though, despite him thinking this, he still ends up answering as if something inside of him knows that he’s not hallucinating. “i would do anything. i would even be willing to die as long as my enemy was no longer breathing.” he says this as he slowly steps closer to the cat, flicking his unfinished cigarette to the ground.

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shinobswrites​:

. words are known

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engaging in chitchat or spilling tea was actually not one of seonghwa’s favorite things to do, but he couldn’t help but tease his friend about it. the older man was very attractive after all, so there was no helping to it. and aside from his attractiveness, kiseok was one capable man as well, so he was a whole package. apparently the director of the university was thinking the same. “but student rumors aside… i heard the director wanted to talk to you… about his daughter, i mean.”

kiseok had occasionally heard some hushed whispers as he passed by students in the halls, however, he didn’t bother caring to become curious as to what they were talking about or even want to know. one reason being that it just wasn’t any of his business. unless it was about their futures or grades, he didn’t want to know what was going on inside their heads, especially if it had anything to do with any of their little ‘romantic’ thoughts that they seemed to be having. he just didn’t have time for any of that when he had so many papers to grade and lessons to plan.

he shakes his head at his friend’s words, letting out a heavy sigh to show his own annoyance. “you do realize that these students need to focus on school and their grades in order to graduate right? thinking, or even speaking, of unnecessary fantasies won’t help them with getting jobs and making it in the real world after graduation.” he never imagined that becoming a professor would end up causing such a mess. “i guess i will have to make this known to my students.” he says this more to himself as some sort of mental note rather than to seonghwa.

his eyebrow raises when his friend ends up changing the subject, eyebrows furrowed and eyes squinting at what he hears. the look of annoyance returning to his face once more. “his daughter? why would he need to speak with me about her?” he asks this, genuinely not knowing what the director could possibly want with him revolving around his daughter. “does he need someone to show her around? if so you can do it. i don’t have time to be someone’s tour guide.” his words may be harsh, though it’s true. 

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[straysthetic]

@tearingdiamonds

she remembers the first day she had seen him, remembers how she had fallen for him at first sight. it was as if her were more captivating than the flowers that surrounded her. jinyi had never felt such a feeling inside her chest before, which had to do with her parents keeping her locked up and away from the rest of the world. their excuse? well it was simple really. they told her each and every time that she would ask that it was due to her social status, the fact that she was the third princess that they had plans for in the future.

jinyi never fully realized what sort of ‘plans’ they had in mind back then, that is until she was called upon and told that she would be getting married, that she would be meeting her soon-to-be husband. at first she was reluctant, wanting to refuse and even ready to run away if they were to force her, however, once her father had told her who it was that she would be married off to her mind was instantly changed. she agreed without the slightest bit of hesitation, which in the end had thrown her parents off some because they figured she would throw a fit over the matter, though they didn’t bother questioning it and her father was quick to arrange a day for them to meet officially.

she had spent quite a bit of time before arriving choosing her best hanbok, one of the many that she had done her own embroidery on. from head to toe, jinyi had made sure to look her best for him. yi geum. the one person she had looked forward to seeing when given the chance, the reason she made a habit of visiting the field of flowers just so she could hopefully catch even the slightest glimpse of him. now she was being given the chance to marry him, to be by his side and see him every single day for the rest of her life.

internally she was a nervous wreck as she arrived, however, externally she acted gracefully. she didn’t let her emotions show even now as they’re in the same room as one another. jinyi bows politely, a smile gracing her lips as she speaks. “hello, i’m hwang jinyi, the third princess of the hwang family.” he tone is soft as she speaks.

the intentions behind this whole arrangement were different for each party involved. for her parents, and even his, it was due to the power and wealth that would come from all of this, though for jinyi it was going to end up being the happiest day of her life. it would be something that she wouldn’t forget about, something that she would think about even after the marriage ceremony was complete and they were officially married. she told herself that she would do her best as his wife, not matter what it was she would do whatever she had to in order to make him the happiest man alive, or at least she hoped she would be able to manage even that.

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mijoo

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agressivewooing​:

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Taking a step back, Kane resigns himself to taking his seat back and shifting to better watch her as he reaches for the cup he had abandoned moments ago. “Go on then,” he raises his cup and uses it to point her in the direction of the glass container on the counter. “I don’t just deal in guns and shit, I know a guy who hooks me up with some premium beans. This one is from Guatemala.” He raises his up to his lips and takes a slow sip, the liquid still warm enough to enjoy and take in the notes. “It’s pretty good.” 

of course leaving quickly would be the smarter thing to do, and she has that opportunity when kane leaves the room, however, she doesn't do that. instead it's as if something inside of her had stopped her from leaving without a word, this alone has her mentally kicking herself for not taking up the opportunity especially when she hears his voice from behind her which causes her to jump a bit. she lets out a small sigh while rolling her eyes. "can't you make some sort of noise when you enter a room?" her body tenses at the closeness though she does her best to relax and not let it show. "well, i wasn't exactly going to be rude and have you waste your coffee while you took me home."

she mutters a 'thanks' and waits for him to move from behind her before she finally grabs the cup and walks over to pour some coffee into her own cup, her head tilting slightly to the side as she set the pot back down. she then leans against the counter, deciding that keeping as much distance as possible was probably for the best, especially after what happened the night before. minji takes a sip, eyes widening slightly at the taste. "that is good actually. is he single because even though i really hate the idea of marriage, i'd marry someone who can supply me some good coffee like this." of course she's not serious, though she figured she might as well make some jokes to lighten up the mood a bit, which probably would be best that she didn't since her tone came out sounding as if she actually were serious.

after a short pause, and spending a moment just fiddling with the cup in her hands, minji finally speaks again but keeps her gaze on the hot liquid in the cup rather than looking at him. "so... whatever happened last night should probably never happen again. actually it shouldn't happen again. we should forget about it and move on and take this to our graves." she takes yet another drink mainly to shut herself up, realizing that she most likely had said what didn't even need to be said.

at that moment she really wishes that she had just left earlier when she had the chance, wishing that she had just walked right out that door without a second thought. she wasn't exactly embarrassed about the situation, though she knew that she had screwed up big time just by actually allowing herself to drink too much and end up sleeping with him. honestly, she should have stopped herself before even asking for the alcohol. no, she should have fought him when he had shoved her into his car, should have not even come to his home in the first place. it was at that time that things had started and she hadn't even fully realized it at the time.

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cherishyxu​:

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“Sect leader!” Jingyun bowed his head in greeting, but the relief was evident in his voice. 

Wuhan’s father was pulled away into a meeting by the sect leader and several other senior disciples, which left Jingyun and his friend alone at last. 

“Well, that was that.” He stepped forward and took Wuhan’s hand. “Come on, let’s go now.” Jingyun gave his fellow junior a comforting pat on the back. “They won’t be done with the meeting for several hours.”

wuhan knew that his father didn’t care much for jingyun, he knew that it had to do with his friend’s mother, though that was something that he never really understood. why did it matter? to wuhan, it wasn't exactly a matter that called for someone to act as his father did, to treat someone the way that he treated jingyun. he wants to fight back, to step in and defend both his friend and his mother, though what good would it do? it would probably just end up earning him a punishment later once they returned. he hated having to bite his tongue and keep his words to himself, hated having to see his friend go through everything that wuhan's father put the other though.

as he's thinking this, wuhan hears jingyun's voice and quickly looks up to see the sect leader, wuhan following pursuit as he bows his head. how had the sect leader shown up at just the right moment? wuhan wasn't sure, though he was relieved regardless and only relaxes when his father is out of sight. he lets out a soft sigh, attention moving towards his friend as he feels the other's hand grabbing ahold of his own.

he gives a small nod, though he looks at his friend apologetically even as they begin walking. "i'm sorry about that back there." he probably doesn't need to apologize for his father's behavior, though he does want to apologize for jingyun having to hear the unnecessary harsh words that had been said. "there's no excuse for what he said to you....i'm sorry i couldn't stand up for you either." his tone sounds defeated as he says the latter, gaze shifting to the ground in front of him.

if his mother had been around while this had all happened then she would have definitely put a stop to it by distracting his father, though maybe it was her who had helped by sending the sect leader. wuhan made a mental note to ask her later when he returned. for now he wanted to do his best to make it all up to his friend, to hopefully get what had just happened off of his mind.

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luxacterna​:

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which, of course, seems impossible.  “ you should be asking me on a date first if you’re planning on making me strip.” subin finally says, falling back onto the couch he’s resting on with a sigh escaping through gritted teeth.  “ you’re going to have to cut it off.  i can’t get it over my head, it hurts too much.” shouldn’t he know that if he’s a doctor? why is he telling him how to do his job?

“ are you really a doctor?” he finally asks, his brain muddled enough to spill the things that he’s thinking without remorse.  subin snickers, his head lolling to the side to gaze at the man seated next to him.  “ you’re too pretty and too young to be a doctor.” 

the fact that the male was able to still even joke around was a good thing in a way. if there was one thing that alex had learned in medical school it was that it was always good to keep the patient distracted, keep them conscious if possible and do whatever it took to keep them as calm as possible. "well, seeing as you're able to still make jokes, i think we're off to a decent start." he says this as he pulls some medical scissors out of his bag, a small chuckle escaping as he shakes his head slowly. "i didn't know that i was coming here to ask someone on a date. i thought i was stitching up a patient."

he turns to face the male, eyebrow raised just slightly and kneels down in front of where the other is sitting to begin cutting the fabric of the male's shirt. his movements stop when the other speaks, gaze meeting the others as he looks at the other with an amused expression. "i'll thank you for the compliment, though i guess yonghwa forgot to mention that i'm still a medical student. i'm not exactly a licensed doctor quite yet." alex returns his attention to cutting the shirt, slowly standing as the scissors move up further until he finally cuts the last piece and slowly pulls the shirt open to look at the fresh wound that the other male is now sporting.

setting the scissors down, he reaches for one of the needles before returning his attention to the wound, eyes focused as the needle pierces the skin and he injects the numbing medication into the other's body. "you don't look bad yourself, though. how does someone like you end up nearly getting yourself killed?" he already has an idea as to how this all happened, especially since most of these calls he got from yonghwa involved people who were injured due to the mafia.

"maybe after you're all healed up i just might ask you out on a date, though until then let's focus on getting this wound stitched up. wouldn't want to have you dying on me before then." as he says this he places the empty needle onto the table before grabbing the needle and thread. he glances up at the male, tone serious now as he speaks. "try not to pass out on me. this will take a bit but i promise i'll try to make sure that you're as comfortable as possible." he doesn't wait for a response as his gaze returns yet again to the wound and he begins slowly stitching the male up. "so what's your name?" he asks this as he continues to work, trying to make small talk in hopes that it will keep the patient awake through this process.

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luxacterna​:

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“ the fuck is your problem?” subin hisses, trying to tug his arm out from alex’s grip but  -  he’s stronger than he looks.  it’s a little intriguing but he bites down that excitement in favour of his fury.  “ who are you to be tugging me around like this?” 

@redpanda-rps

was he furious? yes, he was. he couldn't help it though, after hearing about subin sleeping with another it had just sent him spiraling. if he could figure out who the hell it was that the other had been with he would kill them without any hesitation. subin was his after all, he had imprinted on the other, his mate, which meant that the only one who was even allowed to touch the other male was alex himself. no one else. now here he was, standing in front of the other with anger filling him, gripping his wrist tightly as he looks at him and thinks about how someone else had been touching what was his.

alex scoffs at the other's words in disbelief, though he should think rationally right? wrong. "what's my problem?! i should be asking you what the fuck your problem is." he grits his teeth together as he steps closer, his nose scrunching up at the smell of the stranger's scent still faintly coming off of subin. "i guess it is true, you fucked someone else." his grip tightens just slightly at the thought, a small growl escaping from his throat as he does. "you're mine, subin, yet you let someone else put their hands on you." a smirk graces his lips as his eyes show nothing but anger.

of course, deep down, alex knew that subin didn't know what he was and didn't know that he had imprinted on him, though he just couldn't help himself right now. his instincts had just kicked in once he heard about what had happened, all he could do was see red as he stormed out to find subin, though he didn't really think about what exactly he would do once he did find the male. now here he was, blood boiling in his veins as his anger takes over both his body and his mind.

"who was he? where do i find him?" he asks these questions with the intent to kill the stranger, the thought of ending the man's life because he had touched what was alex's making him anxious. he wanted to see the life leave the person's eyes as he takes their life, though he couldn't exactly do that without knowing who exactly this person was.

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luxacterna​:

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finally, he looks up and the look in his eyes  -  cold.  unsurprising, because that’s how he looked at him at the interview as well.  great.  subin frowns though, when the boss asks a question that is both simultaneously rude and unexpected.  “ excuse me?” he snorts, clearly affronted by the question.  “ i know you’re my boss, but i don’t think you have a right to talk to me that way.  you’re the one who hired me, after all  -  i’m your assistant.  i’m supposed to be here.” 

his degree is worth more than this.  subin scowls.  “ or would you prefer me to leave?”

there was something wrong about all of this, about the other male even being in his office and standing right in front of his desk. it’s true that he was quite old, however, as a vampire such as himself there was no way of him having such things as memory loss due to old age. he clearly remembers hiring some male that looked as if he weren’t the brightest. why would he hire someone such as that rather than someone like the male who was now standing there? because he had his secret to keep, he couldn’t allow anyone to figure out that he wasn’t human.

of all the years that he had lived on this, all of the things that he had seen, he had never made a mistake such as this and as he listens to the male speak it hits him as to what is going on. as the realization hits him he picks up the phone, completely ignoring the other male’s question as he places it up to his ear and waits a couple seconds before finally speaking to the person on the other end of the line. “block all exits to the building and don’t let secretary lee leave. bring her to me carefully.” and with that he hangs the phone up before slowly standing from his seat.

it’s only then that he finally returns his attention to the male. “i didn’t hire you. apparently one of my secretaries either made a mistake or thought it would be funny to mess around.” he slowly walks around his desk, stopping as he stand directly behind the male and glances at him. there was something about the scent of the other’s blood that bothered alex, though he pushes that thought out of mind when the doors to his office open, two men escorting the woman inside.

he watches as she quickly drops to her knees, bowing her head as she apologizes. “i’m sorry mr. kim! i’m the one who hired him instead of-” alex kneels down in front of her, using the tip of his finger to lift her chin. “i know exactly what you did.” his tone is chilling, cold even, as he speaks and his expression matches it. “i-i know the past assistants that you’ve had were fired due to not being competent enough, which is why i...did it...” she trails off as she stares into his eyes, swallowing down the lump in her throat.

alex slowly stands, motioning for the men to remove her and waits until they’re out of sight before he turns towards the male once more. “what’s done is done." he steps forward until he’s only a few feet away from the other, eyeing him as he tries to determine just how competent this one will be, telling himself that he will have to definitely be careful around him. “what did you say your name was?”

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