#247jaejoong

[jongsuk247-blog]

comfort

@247jaejoong

Jong Suk was annoyed.

This wasn’t a surprise, given the people he tended to be surrounded with when he spent days at his father’s office instead of at the clinic, but he was usually good with hiding how he felt. 

Today was different, though. This was a client that they were trying to get to sign and work with them, one that proved to do good for his father’s company and although in the end they had signed, the man in charge of the meeting was a complete and utter asshole, leaving Jong Suk in a foul mood.

He left the office and instead of heading home, he found his path led him to Jaejoong’s front door instead. The two had recently rekindled their friendship and he knew that the boy would make him forget about his day in a heartbeat.

He paused only for a moment before raising a fist and knocking on the door, and then waited for him to answer.

[daljaejoong]

‘because i could not stop for death’ | past | kjj & ltm

@247jaejoong

tw: death

the linoleum floor of the hospital is cold, solid, and unforgiving. he sits on it without moving for a very long time, he doesn’t know how long, time has lost all meaning. he’s alone here, despite the multitude of doctors and nurses passing by him, most of them stopping to ask him if he’s alright, because they are good people, they want to help. but there is no one who can help now, nothing to be done. the wounds are too severe, the damage is too deep. his brother has bled out from his injuries and taemin has bled out his soul, forever trapped on this hard ground.

he can’t feel anything except the greyness, the numbness that has seated itself so heavily inside him that it’s taken away all feeling, all colors, all coherent thoughts. his brother is dead. his brother is dead.

sungmin has been in a car accident and no one else is here; his sister is stuck at that damned school and his parents aren’t answer the 56 messages he’s sent them, or the 23 voicemail calls he’s made to them. what the fuck? the only other person that taemin can think of who could be his shoulder to lean on right now… is in his own hospital room just down the hall. suddenly, his boyfriend’s room is like a magnet, like the center of gravity and taemin needs to see him. he’s been avoiding that room though, for as long as he’s been here, instead staying by sungmin’s side—which is to say, he’s been camped out here in front of the emergency doors, waiting for word of his brother’s recovery.

words that will never come now. the doctor has already delivered the bad news. to taemin. alone.

he stands up on shaky legs, feeling more like jelly than human. somehow he manages to tread in the direction of the room he’s neglected for hours, the room he still isn’t sure he wants to come into. they told him jaejoong had been driving the car. they told him jaejoong had been drunk and driving the goddamn car.

he steps up to the door and looks up at the beautiful boy in the bed, which is when taemin realizes he’s still crying, there’s still wetness on his cheeks and eyelashes. he doesn’t know what to say, how to start. he feels empty of everything, but he steps through the doorway anyway.

[247sun-blog]

chain reaction

@247jaejoong

It started with a bad day at work. Magok was still closed and Su Noraebang was a good job, but of course, people tended to ruin the experience too and today was one of those days. Sun didn’t hesitate to go straight home and drink some soju she had in her fridge and frowned when her supply ran out. 

It was rare that such a thing would happen and yet, here she was, without a single drop of alcohol at home. With a reluctant sigh, this led her to changing and grabbing a few belongings before heading to a bar. It didn’t matter what bar, so long as she could drink for a while. 

Time seemed to pass rather slowly, or perhaps it was quickly, Sun wasn’t sure but eventually, she figured it was time to go home. She had been drinking rather slowly, so she was intoxicated, but not as bad as she usually was.

With another reluctant sigh, she gathered her belongings before stepping outside and heading towards home once more, humming to herself. The breeze felt nice in the evening, and for a moment, Sun couldn’t help but wonder what time it was. She knew it was late, but people were still out and about too. 

Sun was focusing on the people who were walking the streets and in her peripheral vision, she noticed a presence but assumed that there was enough space that she wouldn’t walk into them but of course, as luck and her current state would have it, that wasn’t the case at all. 

Sun bumped into the person and stumbled backwards, surprised and quickly apologized before looking up at the face she had bumped into and saw a familiar one. “Oh Jaejoong, it’s you...” she said, a smile forming on her face. “What are you doing out and about? Were you out enjoying the night weather?”

[247deadlock]

#040901

THIS IS JUST IN: @sehun247, @247minseok, @jongin247, @247jaejoong, @jaebum247, @247somin, @namjoon247, @pjimin247, @cjimin247, @kookie247, @247sungjoon

Sehun, Minseok, Jongin, Jae, Jay, Somin, Namjoon, both Jimins, Jungkook, and Sungjoon all do drugs! These are people in entertainment and if you think they living some sober life you're mistaken. I heard cocaine was the drug of choice to use.

- Anonymous

( 3 comments )

#1: okay but is anyone surprised??? what's new smh #2: oh wow a drug rumor about celebrities. How new and original. Even if it is true, who cares? They're all spoiled kids with money to spend anyways. #3: @#1 - you fail to see that some of these people have established careers and are well known. this rumor could destroy everything they worked for plus where is the proof that they do drugs anyways!?

[jongin247]

hot disasters || past || jaejoong + jongin

fuck tests, okay. jongin hadn't ever been the type to put effort into school and just because his parents had moved him out here to this stupid little town with it's stupid little academies, didn't mean shit for his perseverance when it came to chemistry equation solving. he hated this class, he hated everyone in this class-- the only bright spot in this room of doom was the fact that he was by far the hottest guy in here, so there's a plus.

still, every day he thought about burning through this school like he had the last one, but he opted instead for simple cheating. the teacher was out of the class, all the other students were outside running track or some shit, and jongin was in here, browsing through the teacher's desk, looking for the book or paper that might probably have had all the answers on it. he was still not quite used to how korean schools were set up, but there had to be something in here that could help him, right? even if he had to trash this desk, he would find something of use, by god.

for a moment, he thought he might have actually found something, but then a rustling behind him startled him and he jumped, spinning around just as someone entered into the room. his worry was only slightly dampened by the beautiful image of mr. sex-on-legs, kim jaejoong himself, but he couldn't allow a grin to form on his face just yet, not really sure what jaejoong would think of him here like this. he had to think up a lie quickly, and since he was already leaning backwards heavily against the desk......

he leaned against it even more, accentuating his figure and staring at jaejoong from across the room, unashamed. he licked his lips slowly before biting down on his bottom lip, his eyes lighting up slightly. "ah hyung, you're finally here... do me a favor and fulfill one of my oldest kinky fantasies..." he shifted to open his legs up a little, making a bit of a show of it.

[chaerin247]

toxicity || jaejoong + chae

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it's a dress to die for, makeup that accentuates all her best features, and she is glowing all night long, literally. she is wearing jewelry fit for a queen, dancing and laughing with anyone who promises not to step on her real glass slippers, for once having no discrimination. it's a gorgeous night and chaerin thinks she herself is gorgeous, there's nothing that can dampen her pristine presence.

except maybe one person, one small tiny fact that hooks into her mind and keeps damaging her aura: where the hell is her man? she can't properly call him her boyfriend, but he does still belong to her and he should be here to witness her majesty at this amazing party, in this amazing dress. she tries to ignore his absence for the longest time, before it just becomes too much frustration that she can't even uphold a smile anymore, so she deigns herself to go and look for him.

it doesn't take her long to find him, curled around some girl in the back rooms, and the first thing she does is pick up an unlit candelabrum and chuck it at his back as hard as she can. "ASSHOLE!"

[247jiyong]

— Uninvited Guest

( — @247jaejoong​ )

Jiyong got up heavily as if his body was a marble sculpture. His steps were waved by all the drinks he had that night when he managed to force his way through the dancing crowd and reach the front door to finally breathe in cold but fresh air, which immediately sent shivers down his warmed up body. Standing still (with an enormous effort put into that, though) on the pavement, he gave the illuminated surroundings a quick look as he tried to realize where he actually was.

He couldn’t be far away from his apartment since he recognized the nearby shops and buildings. After all, his sense of direction wasn’t that bad. Indeed, he could grab a cab and get home safely but the night was made for adventures, even if they were soon to fade away as the sun would crawl up the sky. And sometimes the way back home could turn out to be more entertaining and thrilling than the clubbing itself.

The view of Prague Tower took the weight off his shoulders. With a broad grin being painted across his lips, Jiyong headed right to the entrance whilst humming a tune that had been stuck in is head for several minutes now. Walking in, he straightened up his back and nodded at the man passing by, having no idea whether he was one of the residents or not. Keeping a straight face, he hoped the stagger wasn’t showing so visibly in his steps.

Fortunately for him, the elevator door was open so he leaped in last minute and pushed one of the buttons, not paying much attention whether it was his floor’s number. He felt sick to his stomach as it started to move slowly, so he leaned back and waited for it to finally stop. Once it did, he stumbled out of the elevator and his chaotic pace brought echo down the hallway straight away. Upon seeing another door, he slid the card unlocking the electronic lock out of his jacket’s pocket. After a few attempts, he frowned in confusion and started jiggling the door knob. For a moment he thought it was a credit card he took out instead.

“The fuck,” he hissed in annoyance, not even looking up to check if the apartment he was assiduously trying to get into was his.

[daljaejoong]

‘beginning of the end’ kjj + ltm

“i don’t know,” taemin sighed, his hand reaching up to the back of his neck to rub the skin there absentmindedly. “i feel like this place might just be a little bit too… clean? it’s all so white…” not that he would have any say in where he went to college at or even what sort of programs he would be allowed to take—all of that was more left up to his parents. they would most likely choose this place, given that sungmin was thriving here, so obviously taemin needed to as well. the younger brother wanted to break free and be at a university of his own choosing, but he knew that was a useless prayer, especially now that he was visiting the college and sitting across from his older brother in the cafeteria.

sungmin laughed at him, rolling his eyes a bit. “you’re complaining that it’s clean? what sort of mangy, dirty college do you want to go to, taemin-ah?”

“that’s not what i meant—“

“you know most law schools are going to be pretty clean as well, don’t you?” sungmin gave him a look and taemin sighed again, nodding his defeat. the option of perhaps even going into some other type of field of study was beyond impossible. everything about taemin’s future was set in stone, he should be happy; he didn’t have to worry about too much. get good grades, be top of the class, be a good example to his little sister, meet some pretty, intelligent girl, graduate, get married, live a dull, cookie-cutter, yet contented life. who knows, maybe he’d even do the Classic Family Man move and cheat on his wife sometime when they’re forty.

but then an older guy walked in through the doors just behind sungmin’s head—tall, long legs, light hair, the aura of apollo the greek sun god surrounding him—and everything in taemin froze up like he’d been struck by lightning. was it just his imagination or was this guy coming right over to them? suddenly taemin wanted to hide, but then he heard the demigod address sungmin, who laughed and greeted him, before introducing him to taemin, who could only just sit there like a guppy, staring for a moment.

finally he sputtered and regained control of his mouth, “hi, uhh… are you a friend of sungmin’s?”

@247jaejoong