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[katsudon-king-blog]

;Mistletoe Kiss Meme

@iceywaters sent 🌸 to kiss under the mistletoe.

──❊──Yuuri stood in the corner of the room, watching as the people around him chatted away. It was a small holiday get together for the skaters, their families, and coaches, but Yuuri mostly kept to himself. Glancing down at the glass in his hand, he swished the red liquid idly in a circle. It was only punch, nothing more. He remembered the pictures his friends had showed him... and he definitely wasn't going to allow another incident like that to happen!

            Being so fixated on his drink and the dull roar of the idle chit-chat around him Yuuri didn't notice Chris sneaking up behind him and holding up a small sprig of mistletoe. He did notice, however, Viktor entering the room and making his way over. Instantly, Yuuri felt better now that Viktor had arrived. He lifted his hand in greeting, flicking his wrist in a small wave as he smiled but he wasn't at all expecting what happened next.

            Eyes widened and cheeks glowed in brilliant red as his lips were suddenly locked to Viktor's. His heart nearly lept from his chest and he instantly felt the gaze of the entire room. He was frozen in place, feeling the the softness of the Russian's lips, coaxing him to return the favor. Yuuri, however, didn't know what to do. He simply remained in place, a thousand thoughts racing through his mind.

[katsudon-king-blog]

@bittersweetyurio

──❊──"Yurio!" Yuuri waved to the smaller male, a smile on his face as he trotted towards him. He mostly seemed oblivious to whatever resentment the blonde held for him. He took in a deep breath and adjusted the frames on his face before he continued to speak. "I wanted to come wish you good luck. You know, before the big competition."

              Maybe his friendliness could be mistaken for being condescending, but Yuuri was being genuine. It was no secret to him that Yurio was an amazing skater and challenging competition. "Maybe we could get a coffee together?"

[katsudon-king-blog]

@zimnij

──❊──Yuuri stood still, eyes peering through the blinds of the hotel room window. Despite the beautiful view outside, he didn't see any of it. Too many thoughts were racing through his head. He fidgeted, spinning the golden band around his the base of his finger as he bit his lip. That conversation from dinner that night was fresh in his mind, playing over and over like a movie. Had Viktor meant what he said? It was hard to tell. Or maybe Yuuri was thinking too hard? Either way, there was no way he could afford to lose the upcoming competition. The mere thought of losing sent a cold shiver through his entire body. He'd come too far now to let it slip away.

[spxjinah-blog]

--quoth the raven.

@spxkris

Making her way through the glass doors, Jinah gracefully stepped past the hostess, giving a polite smile to the other woman standing at the front on her way into the restaurant. Already aware of what she had her hands full with that night, she didn’t need to stop at all for any assistance. It had been simple enough, really. A day prior, Jinah’s called in to meet with Arthur about information regarding her next assignment. It’s not rare for her to be called in to assist with some tasks that have to do with her experience as a raven; she was one of the best in the agency, after all. However, her next mission was more of an... internal request. 

While Kris was one of the more capable agents when it came to the Kingsman, he did seem to be lacking in a particular area; lucky for him, Jinah excelled in that area above any other. With the request to assist the other, the first thing she needed to do was evaluate his skills up to this point to at least get an idea of what she would be working with. After speaking with him, all the arrangements would be made to best assist the pair. At this point, Jinah wasn’t sure who would be the one in worse shape for the night ahead of them, but she hoped that he’d be able to take the mission seriously, even if she was the one he’d be tasked with charming. 

As Jinah brushed past dressed tables and waiters carrying trays of food, she didn’t miss a step along the way; she knew exactly what table she’d be meeting the other at tonight, one a bit more secluded with less room for interference. To avoid being seen until the last possible moment, she made sure to take her time to get to the table, moving around until she was just behind him before she reached out. Fingers danced over his shoulder as Jinah moved past the man, heading to the chair opposite him at the table before standing behind it, her fingers resting on the top of the chair as she looked over at him with a playful smile. “I hope you weren’t waiting long,” she greeted.

[spxjinah-blog]

--nocturnal. | jh&ja.

For spxjonghyun--

Another night spent in the lab conducting experiments didn’t seem too unbearable; rather, Jinah seemed to find it quite therapeutic. After the elevated levels of stress that came with missions and tasks for the agency--as much as she craved the adrenaline--there were times that she just wanted to do mundane busy work. Tucking a strand of chestnut colored hair behind her ear, Jinah lifted her head up from the notes she had taken, only to glance at the clock on the wall. It was already half past ten and the night’s subject still hadn’t appeared yet. Someone from the agency had notified her that there was going to be someone that was recommended to the sleep lab; all Jinah had gotten was a name, but knew nothing else about Jonghyun, her new subject.

By the time that had appeared on the wall clock, something else that Jinah just learned was that whoever this Jonghyun was, he lacked punctuality. They were already fifteen minutes late, and if there was one thing that got on her nerves, it was when people lacked manners and promptness. Someone in the agency had even recommended her to him, so the idea that they were endorsing such a person was beyond her. Jinah let out a huff of air, propping an elbow onto the desk and dropping her chin down onto her hand as she waited for him. Taking a moment to examine her manicured nails, the sound of knuckles being rapped on wood caught her attention; someone had arrived. 

Rising from her seat at the desk, Jinah straightened out her blouse and skirt before smoothing out her pristine, white lab coat. Heading toward the door, her modest heels clicked on the tile with each step until she arrived to the door. She reached out, twisting the knob and pulling the door open, only to reveal a familiar face. Peering down at them with a slight furrow of her brows, she tilted her head, wondering if this was the person she was told about. “...Jonghyun?” 

[spxjinah-blog]

--intoxicate.

It’d been a long week for Jinah, to say the least. While she hadn’t been a Kingsman for too long, her ambition to take on more work seemed to outshine her abilities as an agent. A bit low on her luck, she had failed the first task for promotion; while she was nowhere near incompetent, she did have her weaknesses. Her hard work had only resulted in a failing grade and a colossal blotch of black and blue on her cheek, thanks to her lack of combat and weapons training. Instead of dwelling on it too long, Jinah spent the rest of her week thinking about the next possible steps. Maybe it’d be better for her to stay out of the field for a bit.

Chestnut brown locks tumbled down onto her shoulders, a few strands covering her face just in case her bruises decided to make themselves known while she was out in public. As Jinah crossed one leg over the other, she lifted the wineglass to her mouth and took a long sip, letting the liquor trail its way down her throat before setting it down with a clink. A soft sigh escaped her reddened lips, her eyebrows knitting together while glaring at the polished wood of the bar. “You know...” Jinah murmured, voice airy and delicate as ever, “staring blatantly at someone is considered to be ill mannered.” Turning to face the other two seats over, her gaze focused on their features. “What’s your reasoning?”