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park nora soyeon     ►     you can call her sso. daughter of the president. ▲▲▲ “he who has a why to live for can bear almost any how. part of lescollective.

[sxyeonp]

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[cecilyhwang]

{ ♔ — she didn’t quite like the idea of the other female leaving her alone in the car, but although she disliked the thought of it, they had no other choice but that. there was no way for them to get out of the car, except if by miracle she was able to leave with the latter which wasn’t possible at all.Though, at the second soyeon found herself outside, cecily imediately started to panick, her breath becoming more and more heavy as the seconds passed. She felt unsafe and real scared by what was happening just now, but she had no time to react, as she pretty much started to feel numb. When she caught the sight of the blanket, it was too late, her vision began to turn to a darker colour, until it all went black. cecily passed out in front of the other, her head had turned to the side as a soft, yet last sigh escaped of her parted lips. Her skin was pale, though her cheeks were still tinted pink, but in all honesty, it was starting to fade away slowly.}

[sxyeonp]

/* -- the way cecily looks like when she returns doesn't exactly comfort her; soyeon gives her a frown as she watches cecily faint right in front of her. panic comes sooner than she would ever think and she's way too surprised to react first. she drops the blanket in-between the two seats and leans in, lightly patting cecily's cheeks. */ hey, hey, cecily? wake up. /* -- she tries to sound calm, but her voice cracks here and there in the middle of her talking and her frown grows bigger with each second passing. */ cecily, cecily, please wake up. /* -- she shakes the other by her shoulders, weakly at first and then with a bigger force; but nothing. the panic starts to overwhelm her and she murmurs a collection of not-so-nice words under her breath, fingers running through her dark locks as she tries to think of the solution. just what the fuck am i supposed to do, she mentally curses, at herself for not knowing what to do, for cecily for being so stupid to leave the house back then altogether, for the existnce of the entire world. she's angry again, and once again it's mostly directed at herself. does she wait until she wakes up? okay but what if she's like, dying? she's not breathing, man. soyeon can immediately notice that and that just makes her head spin even more; she shakes it, as if it was enough to erase all the problematic thoughts in her head, to no avail because the method doesn't work at all. an idea that seems the most logical forms in her head; but it causes her to bite down onto her lips, wondering that if she did that, cecily would most probably slap her in the face. hard. (granted it made her wake up -- in which case, it would be totally worth it, soyeon thinks.) so she takes a deep breath and leans in, both of her palms against cecily's chest as she gives her a number of pushes; before her fingers reach up to part cecily's lips a tiny bit and after hesitating for a second, she presses her lips against the other's, breathing into the other's mouth and hoping that she isn't doing it for nothing. */

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[cecilyhwang]

{ ♔ — it was funny how the time passed just by them talking together for a little while. The rainstorm didn’t calm down yet but at least there was no thunders anymore which kind of relieved cecily since she didn’t like to feel the fear of the female beside herself. She found herself liking to listen to Soyeon’s voice as she spoke about her hometown, her lips curving into a bright smile.} Is that so? I don’t think I would mind the crowded places, since I’m from United-Kingdom, I’m somewhat used to the city. { —- coughing slightly, the brunette hasn’t noticed how a small tint of pink was appearing on top of her cheeks, she had a fever and it was slowly climbing up, leaving the poor cecily in a weak state. Coughing once again, she turned her head to look at the black haired, a sudden wave of sleepiness getting over her, while on the other hand she was freezing. } S-Soyeon.. I’m cold.. { —- she said, wrapping her arms around herself in a vain try to warm herself up. It felt as if the heat of the car wasn’t helping anymore, and her coughing suddenly intensified. When she looked back at the raven-haired girl, her cheeks were now bright red, indicating that her fever has already gotten really high.} Soyeon.. I-I’m not feeling g-good… { —- as much as she wanted to, the wave of sleepiness that previously hit her was still not wanting to let go, and it was hard for the brunette to even keep an eye open. } I’m so sleepy…

[sxyeonp]

/* -- right. she's from the uk, of course she wouldn't mind big cities. granted that she lived anywhere relatively close to london or at least frequently visited it because the british small towns could pretty much be the same or even worse than this part of busan or any other village here. */ i see. /* -- is all she says before she realizes that the thunders had died down; and she involuntarily lets out a sigh of relief, her mood practically boosting at the thought that she doesn't have to worry about that part anymore. when will they get home, however -- that's a whole different story but for now, staying in this car seems to be the best and most logical option so soyeon doesn't even try to think of anything else. suddenly cecily starts coughing; it sounds very bad and soyeon can't help but frown upon hearing it as she turns to look at her, not seeing much other than the redness of her cheeks. */ huh? cold? uh... well i'm not sure what else to do... i left my jacket at home due to rushing out so quickly, so yeah that's not a solution... the heating is at max also. /* -- soyeon scratches at the nape of her neck helplessly, clueless of any kind of solution to cecily's problem. the girl looks awful; like, soyeon is sure that she has a fever, putting together the fact of her flushed cheeks and the fact of her freezing but there's literally nothing she could do. the car still doesn't have gas so they can't use it and even if she was to go back to cecily's home to bring help; soyeon would never be able to find the way back there. */ um... you could try to sleep? come on, climb over to the backseat and lie down there. i'll go and check if there's a blanket or something in the trunk. /* -- and with that, soyeon is out of the car, her hand sliding inside her pocket to get the keys and she opens the trunk full of hope; a sigh of relief followed by a small smile curled upon her lips when she finds a blanket; it's very thin and isn't actually a blanket but rather just a piece of texture, but it's still something and that's better than nothing. she marches back into the car with that in her hands, making sure not to let it soak until she's already inside again and she hands it to the other. */ here. 

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[cecilyhwang]

{ ♔ — noticing how the black haired got curious about her habit of covering her mole that was decorating the middle of her nose, cecily could slowly feel a wave of mixed feelings, from confusion to complete embarassment. It wasn’t long enough until her cheeks flushed bright red, and the brunette pulled away from the other only to reach for the other corner of the car. She disliked so much when people noticed that habit of hers, and she knew if she had to explain why she does that, the latter would only be saying that it is not a reason to do so. But damn, she wasn’t the one to be stuck with a mole right on the middle of her nose.} I— I just do this out of habbit, s-since I don’t like it much— { —- enough said, as trying to ignore the fact that she was getting pretty much embarassed for nothing, cecily glanced out of the window, chewing on her bottom lip slightly, until the voice of the other female caught back her attention.} Shouldn’t do what— Oh. { —- realizing what she was discussing about, the brunette scratched the back of her neck, positioning herself much better into her seat.} As you wish, but you truly weren’t heavy at all. { —- awkward giggles escaping of her rosy lips, the violinist found herself glancing back at the window, her eyes catching the sight of two raindrops against the glass that seemed to be racing, about who would be getting down the window first. It kind of made her smile for a little while until she looked back to soyeon. } I’d like to visit Seoul one day, I’ve only heard it from my mother, but she wsn’t the kind to pretty much like it, in the opposite she disliked this place so much. Though I’ve always been the total opposite of my mother, so I’ve always knew I’d like it.

[sxyeonp]

/* -- she's cute, soyeon thinks for some reason when she sees the redness fully cover cecily's cheeks and she almost cracks a smile. just almost. she can understand the other; she has never been very confident about herself and her looks although she really didn't have any reason to complain, especially looking at some people... and her nose was a very crucial part of her body for her that she especially was not satisfied with, thus the number of injections she had gotten and a recent plastic surgery as well (something her dad was really against and was mad for for weeks), but she personally doesn't think cecily should have the same problem. soyeon doesn't like the sight of moles usually, but on the tip of this girl's nose, it's cute and it makes her unique, in a way, a quality so many people strive for. */ you should like it. but if you really don't, that much, why don't you just use make-up to hide it? isn't it easier than manually covering it with your hand everytime someone looks at you? sounds endlessly tiring, i must say. /* -- soyeon chuckles a little; not really wanting to encourage cecily to keep disapproving of her mole but if there's one thing she has learnt during the years is that it's impossible to convince a person to like something about themselves that they don't. okay, okay, not impossible, but most of the times the person is way too stubborn or insecure to believe what others say and even if they say that they believe the other's words they would still continue disliking that certain part about themselves, if only silently. so instead of convincing about the opposite, soyeon tends to give out ideas on how to live with something that you don't like about yourself. even if she herself hasn't learnt how. */ ...i... it's not about how heavy or not i am. it's about your health condition and you never know what could happen. but yeah, anyway... i guess that's none of my business. /* -- she thinks it's better to shut up; she always feels bad whenever she tries to meddle into someone else's life because she knows how much she herself doesn't like it. pressing her lips together, she listens to cecily and nods her head a little bit after she finishes. */ well, seoul can be exhausting most of the time. for someone who doesn't like all the hustle and bustle and the crowd it really isn't a go-to place. but you can practically do anything in just one city which is nice. 

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[cecilyhwang]

{ ♔ — of course, soyeon was such a turn off when it came to socialize with other people, and by that, it meant she simply wasn’t good enough with her words when it came to other people. Yes, she was right, maybe they have known each other for quite a short time, but they weren’t stranger anymore. Well, it was how cecily was seeing it. But as unconfident as she was, it only made the brunette overthinks about herself, and wondering if it was all the other female wanted? For them to be and stay stranger to each other. } I don’t know you much, that’s true.. but I do think you aren’t a stranger to me. You are Soyeon, and you come from Seoul— oh and you become cute when you’re nervous. { —- a soft chuckle escaped her lips, while an old habit could be seen. cecily was covering the tip of her nose with her hand, in hope to hide her mole from the other’s view, and for her own satisfaction. } You also like Yiruma’s melody on the piano.., you seem to find my shoulder pretty comfortable, and you aren’t heavy at all, when I lifted you, you weighed almost like a feather— { —- she teased soyeon playfully, her eyes meeting with hers, she was wishing for the black haired to become more at ease with her, but it was such a challenge that seemed more than difficult to achieve. As her eyes wandered slightly around the black haired ‘s figure, cecily pursued her lips slightly together, before parting them to speak.} Psst.. Soyeon? If you are from Seoul.. what was bringing you to Busan?

[sxyeonp]

/* -- she sees the somewhat hurt expression stretching cecily's face and feels suddenly bad; she didn't want to insult the other or make her feel less wanted or anything like that. she's just simply a loser and a total noob when it comes to interacting with people and that's all about it. she would like to get this girl better -- although they're as if they came from two completely different planets. but that should be the beauty of it, no? that's what she wants to believe, at least. */ uh... yeah, sorry. i didn't mean strangers, but... um, whatever. forget it. /* -- she waves a hand lazily, letting out a giggle that ended up more awkward than she intended it to be. but then-- the giggle dies out as cecily mentions the words cute and you in the same sentence and soyeon goes batshit. */ ....cute... me... man, why are... you being like that. /* -- with a painful face, she chews on her lower lip, noticing the simple gesture of cecily as she lifts a hand to cover her nose; was she hiding that tiny mole on the tip? */ why are you doing that? /* -- she asks before she could think it through. it's not like it would be a relevant information -- but for some reason, soyeon wants to know the why. */ yeah, but hey, yiruma's great. who wouldn't like him? those who like instrumentals and classical music, i mean. i totally get if there's like a hardcore hip hop fun out there who gets annoyed even just by the thought of listening to yiruma. /* -- there is it, a giggle again; but this time it's real and not forced at all. then she frowns. */ your shoulder... yeah, sorry about that. i didn't mean to fall asleep on you. both theoretically and literally. and... /* -- her eyes snap wide open. */ you lifted me?! what the actual fuck-- /* -- she squeezes her lips together closely when the swear leaves them, mentally scolding herself. but man-- lifted her? she definitely does not weigh like a father and how did cecily even manage to pick her up? man, she must be a lot stronger than she actually looks like. */ you should not... do that again. and oh... honestly? i was bored so i went for a ride. but it obviously ended pretty badly. it's not my first time in busan, but the first time around this part of it... that's basically it.

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[cecilyhwang]

{ ♔ — for a little while, she kept on laughing softly, even though the brunette knew how embarrassing it was for the other female. Although she tried to hide it, it was clearly obvious, and cecily was just too evil to tease her about it. But in all honestly, the violinist couldn’t help it, the black haired was definitely too adorable for words (and she was being sure not to tell the other, because obviously, she would deny the cuteness). As none of them would be speaking, the car became silent, which resulted with her glancing back to the window, watching as the rainstorm were getting stronger outside of the engine. There were, gladly, not outside anymore, which was a good thing for her and the baby. Once soyeon spoke again, the brunette found herself leading her head to the sound of her voice, tilting it to the side right away as she listened to the female’s question. While positioning herself more comfortably into her seat, she parted her lips to speak.} Now—? Heh, w-well… we coul——- { —- suddenly interuppted by the loud sound of the thunder outside, cecily found herself jumping in fear and ending rushing herself into the other’s arms. She never was the girl to dislike rainstorm, but when it came to thunderstorm, it was another story. She just hated the loud noise it would made when a thunder was hitting the ground. It reminded her of fireworks, which was probably the thing she hated the most since she was young. From realizing the position she put herself in, cecily backed away only to be scared again by the thunder. The previous awkward position didn’t seem that awkward anymore as she felt a somewhat good feeling of being into the embrace of the other. She felt safe, and this, even though she knew the other was as scared as her about the thunder.} I— I’m sorry but— do you mind me staying this way for a while… I don’t like the thunder.. and you happen to make me feel better..

[sxyeonp]

/* -- there's a soft sigh erupting her lips; it's a sign of both exhaustion, resignation and helplessness. she doesn't want to stay here, in the car, where she's this close to the phenomenom that's the storm outside right now, where she can clearly see the thunders running across the night sky, where the heavy thumping of the rain against the glass appears to be the most annoying noise ever -- but there's only so much they can do and leaving is definitely not part of that short list. soyeon doesn't want to drive in such a horrible weather, besides, it's not like she could see anything and even if she could, she wouldn't know the way anyway; so the only option left is that they wait. but soyeon's never been a patient person so waiting seems like a terrible idea and she can't help but mentally protest against it. she looks up at cecily when the girl starts stammering; and then gets rudely cut off by another loud thunder strike that causes both of them to jump in fear and a terrified cecily half-way in an even more terrified soyeon's arms -- and the president's daughter flinches, whimpering and pulling away at the same time cecily does only for another session of scare-jumps and the brunette ends up dangerously close to soyeon's body once again. the raven gulps, the physical contact causing her a mild dizziness; she stares at the window in front of them to distract herself, don't push her away don't push her away don't push her away, like a chant going on and on in her head -- until the brunette speaks up. */ um, /* -- does she mind it? of course she does, she's being touched by an almost stranger; but can she tell cecily that? she knows better than anyone what it feels like to be afraid of thunders; the cold shivers that shake you everytime the sky growls, the way the air gets stuck in your throat and the pain it takes you to clear your windpipe just so you could breathe again -- and soyeon can't bring herself to reject cecily. besides, she's pregnant; it's not only about her, but a growing fetus inside her as well and soyeon managed to fight her fears today plenty of times already -- what's stopping her now? */ uh, sure, yeah. stay. i don't quite get how a complete stranger is making ya feel better, but yea.

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[cecilyhwang]

  ♔ — of course, her grandmother didn’t only tell her but, also yelled it to the world at the same occasion which, somehow, resulted with the brunette laughing. it was clearly making the other awkward, or nervous, or whatever. But for once, cecily had no power as to how the other female was reacting to the new. In all honesty, even though she was young, and probably not fully ready to raise a child, cecily wasn’t really nervous about it. She, somehow had that great feeling that everything was going to be alright.} Yup, you’re right, this is none of your business, but actually.. Soyeon, I’m more than willing to talk about it to you. { —- it was the first time since forever that cecily found herself at ease talking about all and nothing to someone. The only person she used to tell everything was her younger sister, Dorothea, which she was unable to see anymore. From hearing what the black haired had to say, cecily could sense the nervousness of the other with only the sound of her voice, which only managed to make her laugh softly before turning to the other.} Haha— yeah, it’s cool—- man? I ain’t having problems with that, yo. { —- as she tried to imitate the way the other was speaking, cecily made many different gesture as to look more rebel to the other, but it only resulted with the brunette bursting into laughter. } yo, yo— { —- she was probably only ridiculizing herself, but if it was enough to ease the atmosphere between the two, then cecily wouldn’t mind it at all. Her lips curving into a smile, she poked other’s shoulder as a way to tease her a bit.}

[sxyeonp]

/* -- she doesn't think the other looks flustered by her laughter; that's a good sign, at least that's what soyeon thinks because it means that she didn't hurt cecily. or perhaps she just doesn't show it, but either way, one less thing to make soyeon feel guilty. which has been quite good in the past seconds, actually -- seeing that the brunette has a voice again, soyeon guesses the damage isn't all that big. besides, cecily said that she (and the baby, though she can't really know that) is okay, so why be nervous about it? */ uhh, /* -- soyeon lifts a hand to scratch at the nape of her neck. */ while i appreciate your trust, please don't talk about it. /* -- it's not because she means to be rude; also not because she's not interested (though she's clearly not interested enough) but because soyeon's sure that the story behind the baby would make her feel like shit, even if it didn't happen to her. if she ever got pregnant within the next six years or so, she would probably feel like wanting to die and even the simple thought that it could happen so easily just because of a stupid mistake stresses her out. and then cecily goes all hashtag swag and yolo and soyeon is about to choke -- as she forces another laughter back. she stares at the girl with squinted eyes and an eyebrow raised. */ what are you doing cecily. /* -- she pretends as if she found cecily's actions laughable; but she actually has a hard time not to blush now that the other girl clearly made sure to let her know she had noticed the way she slips into informal language once she becomes nervous enough and soyeon has always been bothered by this silly habit. not to mention it's also very embarrassing and to think that she called this feminine, fragile girl "man" is more than ridiculous. */ so anyway... what now?

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[cecilyhwang]

{ ♔ — coughing slightly, the brunette kept silent, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the engine, while her eyes watched the raindrops flowing against the window. The soft sound of soyeon’s voice reached to her ears, and for the first time since their meeting, cecily wondered, why on earth was she worried so much about her? From the first time they met until now, soyeon has always shown the brunette how much disinterested she was. There must have been a reason to the sudden change, but then, it hit her. She was pregnant. cecily remembered how exhausted the black haired seemed to be, and how easily she happened to fall asleep, and realized the fact that it would be kind of weird if the female woke up only after half an hour of sleeping after being so exhausted which make her conclude, she wasn’t the one to have noticed her absence. } M-My grandmother.. did she…perhaps tell you that I—-…… { —- obviously she did, and cecily knew about it. Instinctively covering her belly with both hands, a long sigh escaping her rosy lip, she thought for a while, until she changed back of position, aknowledging the other to see her face. } Don’t worry. { —- she mumbled. } We’re both okay— well.. I think so.. { —- since all of her clothes still were soaked (cause of the rain), it was possible for the other female to see the small bump of her belly. while she silently lowered her gaze to glance at it, protectively holding onto it. } I honestly never had the opportunity to tell you about it, though, it didn’t seem to be important. { —- pursing her lips together, cecily glanced up, and to soyeon, her lips forming a thin line. } As to ease your curiosity. This was the result of a mistake which I decided to take all responsailities for it.

[sxyeonp]

/* -- silence again; soyeon wonders if she should just get out of the car and leave the brunette here but once the thought crosses her mind she already forces it out of her head because well, that's just plain stupid. she came so far and in a fucking storm as well, continuously shaken by thunders and having to overcome one of her biggest fears and then she would just leave her behind and make everything worthless? besides, it's not like the storm ended already; and going through that shit again is certainly not an option soyeon wants to consider. then cecily finally talks; and soyeon has to burst into a laughter. */ are you kidding? she practically screamed the whole time worrying about what will happen to you since you're not only fragile but pregnant as well. /* -- the word rolls off her tongue in a rather dry manner; it's not intentional, but soyeon still struggles to believe the thought that such a young woman carries a baby under her heart (or was she not young? perhaps it's only the looks), especially since she would've never expected-- but once cecily turns back and soyeon's gaze pans down at cecily's stomach, she can see it; and she almost faints. */ uhh. great. i mean, yeah, truly, that's good. yeah. /* -- and then she shuts herself up before she could become more awkward. wow, such a way to make things even more uncomfortable! slow claps for park soyeon. */ it's cool, man, totally cool. it ain't any of my business anyway. /* -- she cocks her head in an agreeable manner, looking away once again. she doesn't really want to hear the story behind cecily's baby -- not only because it's, as she said, none of her business but also because she's scared to know; she assumes it's not a story fit for a fairy tale and soyeon never really handled twisted fairy tales well. it doesn't stop cecily, however, and although she doesn't say much, it's more than enough for soyeon to guess the rest of the story. */ i see. well at least you took responsibility, i guess. i dunno how this works. luckily. i guess. or what.