#(x. junsu threads)

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@lighthousc​ | junsu & nicolas

The first time the man came into the coffee shop, Junsu did a double-take. It wasn’t unusual for the Fae to take humans – usually when they were only babies – and replace them with Changelings in the mortal realm. He was the sworn protector of a Changeling that had been a product of such a…trade…so he knew the signs well. The human in his shop had all the hidden markings of one touched by the Fae, likely the darker court, and that made him curious – and more than a little worried.

That first time, he kept his distance, even going so far as to allow one of his other employees to wait on him while Junsu hid out in his tiny office in the back. The second time, however, he felt like it was less a coincidence and something that bore looking into further. If the dark Fae, those Unseelie bastards that had taken his family and his home, were skulking about, then danger wasn’t far behind.

The cup of coffee was placed in front of the mortal, the chair across from him taken unceremoniously. His eyes swept over the man’s face, his gaze not friendly but not outright hostile in its intensity. “You smell of the Fae.” Lids blinked slowly, eyes never wavering. “But you are not Fae.”

Though a question wasn’t posed, it was clear in his demeanor that Junsu wanted some sort of answer, some sort of explanation as to who he was and why he was there.  “My name is Junsu. This is my shop. I was once of the Seelie court, but I suspect you knew that – or at least whoever sent you knew it. Why are you here?”

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CHRISTMAS/WINTER STARTERS!  | accepting

@mvxnn​ said:   🌁 Our muses play in the snow! (ash)

The snowman’s arms were almost as crooked as his smile, but there was perfection in the imperfections. Junsu had been in the earthly realm for twenty-something years, but this was the first snowman he’d ever attempted. Before? It hadn’t seemed important, not even when he was glamoured to look like a growing child. Now though? With Ash? Little things like that seemed important, There was something to be said about just enjoying the company of another Fae, something he hadn’t allowed himself to do with anyone but Namji since family was murdered. Even bad memories were dulled when he looked into Ash’s shining, smiling face.

“We need a carrot for the nose, and uh…how does the song go? Buttons for the eyes? You know, I could glamour this to come alive…I bet that would really freak the humans out.” He was teasing, knowing full well that he would never do anything to expose them. “When we’re done here, we should go sledding. I have one…somewhere…and that hill out back is begging for some attention…”

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@astraeignis | starter call | junsu & choonja

“Choonja!” Junsu called out her name over the sound of grinding coffee beans, one hand above his head as he waved a slip of paper in the air. “Got you something.” He ignored the look of disagreement he got from an older customer at the counter, bypassing her entirely to stop at the girl’s side. Ever since finding out that she liked yoga, he had been on the lookout for things he could give her as a way to say thanks for her help around the shop.

Today, he’d lucked up and found an advertisement in the morning paper for a new studio that was opening up only a few blocks away. They were offering free introductory classes; despite not knowing (or really caring) what that meant, he knew she would.

“Got you something.” Junsu passed over the flyer, smile creeping onto his face despite the grumbling of the human customer behind him. The look he shot her over his shoulder stopped her cold, had her deciding to wait patiently instead of continuing to cause a minor scene. “It’s supposed to be state-of-the-art yoga instruction…whatever that means. Anyway, it’s free, and it opens today. You should take a break and go. I’ll cover for you.”

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HALLOWEEN/FALL STARTERS ! 🎃  | accepting 

@desireforged​ said: ❝ did you hear about the werewolf/vampire/witch roaming around this town on halloween night? ❞ jaesug @ junsu?

No, he hadn’t. Honestly though? It wouldn’t surprise Junsu in the slightest. After all, he wasn’t exactly normal by the human standards either. The fact that there were other things that went bump in the night poking around out there wasn’t a shock, nor was it something that brought him even a second’s worry. He was a warrior, trained in combat and weaponry. He had the magic of his Fae heritage. Some overzealous man-dog or blood drinking freak wasn’t going to impress him.

“Do you really believe in things like that?” The question was asked casually, over the sound of wind blowing and a flash of lightening in the sky – an oncoming storm that was coming closer by the minute. It was looking less and less likely that they’d make it back to the café before getting drenched. “Vampires and witches and werewolves? Do you think they’re real?” Hands shoved deep in the pockets of his leather jacket, head pivoting to take in his companion’s expression. “And what did you hear? Are they out eating innocent people caught in rainstorms or something?”

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@ncnfinite​ said:  “I’m sorry I scared you.”  | LILO & STITCH | accepting | junsu & huan

It took a lot to scare Junsu. Centuries of training as a bodyguard and solider had made him habitually aware of his surroundings. His time outside the Fae realm, however, had seen him slip – just a miniscule amount – but it was enough to make him visible startle when he turned to see Huan standing behind him. The intent had been to close up the café and head upstairs to his apartment, but seeing the other man there had definitely derailed the hurry he’d previously been in…

“You didn’t scare me, not really. Startled. I thought I’d locked the doors already, but I guess I hadn’t.” He gave a half-hearted shrug and resumed wiping down the counter – but this time keeping himself facing his friend. “You want coffee? I haven’t shut anything down, and you aren’t someone screeching at me about half-caf sugar free syrup, so I’m more than willing to make you a cup.”

He smiled, this time a bit more welcoming. “It’s been a while. Where have you been hiding out?”

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@itsacriime​ | starter call | junsu & xiang

In general, Junsu wasn’t a fan of humans. He had one job while he was here on this plane, and that was to protect the last surviving king of the seelie court. Namji was his sole focus, or at least he was supposed to be his sole focus. Every once in a while, someone managed to break through his tough outer shell and solicit something from the Sidhe that resembled compassion and empathy. Xiang was the latest to do that, and Junsu had to admit that he wasn’t all that upset about that turn of events.

Ever since he’d moved Xiang and his sister into his and Namji’s apartment (a temporary arrangement, but still), he’d found himself increasingly concerned about the human’s well-being. Food was always plentiful, free time spent talking and listening if the other man wanted. It was nice to have someone around, since Namji was spending more and more time on his hospital rotations.

Tonight, it was fresh brewed coffee from his café downstairs, croissants that had come straight out of the oven, and an old American comedy on television. Honestly, Junsu didn’t know the name of it; it was just background noise that he could focus on when the conversation between the two of them lulled.

“Have you thought about what I offered?” Asked casually as he sipped on the hot cup of coffee in his hands. “About the job? You should come back to the café. It will help you and your sister, and…” He could keep an eye on Xiang more easily. “I really could use the help. No one can make lattes like you make, and that old lady keeps harassing me about the guy that reminds her of her grandson. I’m pretty sure she thinks I did something bad to you…”

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@ofwrittenschemes​ said:  ‘ sometimes it is a very sad thing to be human and longing ’ (Sarah to Byeon Junsu)

     He couldn’t relate, not really. Junsu wasn’t human, had only played at being human in order to fulfill his duties to Namji and the Fae Court that he’d left behind. He could, however, certainly understand the feelings of longing – probably more so than Sarah would ever know. His longings came from the loss of a home, a family, children, everything he’d ever known, and then he’d attempted to bury that longing under the guise of duty and fidelity toward the one piece of home he had left.

And often he felt like a failure.

“Sometimes,” he nodded, agreeing with the sentiment if not the exact wording she’d chosen. “Most times,” Junsu added, a sigh following the admission. “But that’s when you lean on those close to you, when you ask for their help in getting you through. No matter how alone we might think we are, there is always someone there to listen – to walk with us when the path becomes too dark and twisted to see clearly.”

Him? Giving philosophical life advice? Unheard of…and yet, here he was.

“What has you so melancholy today, Sarah? It’s the first day of spring. The birds are out and the sky is blue. You should be celebrating…instead of cooped up inside with me.”

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@theunwrittens | junsu & jeongho | starter call 

     “Here. It’s on the house.” Junsu placed a plate full of fruit and cookies down in front of the other Fae, hand gesturing toward it to signify that it was a gift he should take. He took the seat across from him, having just turned off the open sign and closed down for the night. Namji wasn’t expected home for hours, safely tucked away at the hospital finishing his rounds. Until then, there was nothing going on except spending time with another Fae – something he rarely got to do since taking up the position as the lost heir’s bodyguard.

But Jeongho? His company was much more preferred, conversation more coveted, than the countless mind-numbingly boring humans he’d encountered since coming into the café earlier.

“I feel like it’s been forever since I saw you last.” Had it? How long had it been, really? Weeks? A month? Two? Time held very little meaning for him, just another human placecard to keep track of their all-too fleeting lives.

“So we need to change that. You should come around more often. I can’t promise long drawn-out conversations if the café is busy, but come around closing time…” He smiled, fingers sliding the plate just a bit closer to his friend. “I can always promise free snacks though. How have you been? Anything new or exciting happening in your world?”