#247jiae

[ex-shinhye247-blog]

familiar endeavours

@247jiae​

Some days stand out because big things happen. Some days stand out because they’re just that good or that bad. Some days go by like nothing special. That day seems like one of the latter, but soon proves to turn into something entirely different.

The exact moment the day shifts from ordinary into something else completely, is when Shinhye spots a somewhat familiar face among the people crossing the road ahead of her. This particular young woman is walking in her direction, looking every bit like any other regular person, if it weren’t for the recognition that flashes through Shinhye’s entire being. The type of recognition that puts your hairs on edge the moment you realise where you know the other person from.

It’s too late to try and avoid the actual confrontation because they’re rather close to each other by now. Shinhye has already come to a halt because of her own surprise, and when the other woman’s eyes land on her much the same reaction happens on the other end. For a moment she just stands there, scrambling for something to say or do in order to quickly progress from this more than awkward situation. Sadly the best thing her mind can come up with is opening her mouth.

“Oh. Hi.” For a published writer she truly has the highest level of vocabulary and she uses it in everyday conversation all the time, clearly. Not. “I- Uh...” A long, awkward moment. “It’s been a while.”

It’s been over five years since Shinhye last was involved in any smuggling activities, which are the ones she knows Jiae from. They didn’t know each other well, but well enough to know each other’s name. Their paths had crossed a few times during Shinhye’s smuggling days. She doesn’t know if the other woman is still doing it or if she has managed to get out of that situation as well. She can only hope that they have both managed to get to a better point in life.

“How are you?”

[247parkyongguk-blog]

emergency

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Out of all the things he thought he’d be doing today, rushing over to the hospital wasn’t on the list. Looking through his rearview mirror to look at two of his employees in the back of his car he hummed in worry. “How is she?” he questioned the male. Shaking his head at the worrisome reply he got he sighed. He didn’t know the full story of what had happened yet. But he’d be sure to get every tiny detail of what had happened exactly out of the male once the woman was in the good hands of the doctors and nurses at the hospital.

Focusing his attention on the road so he wouldn’t cause them an accident while he broke the speed limit at several times. Yongguk wasn’t really sure how he’d been able to do it but eventually he managed to park his car safely on the parking lot of the hospital. He even was able to get a spot close to the entrance of the Emergency Room. Getting out of his car he helped the other man with getting the unconscious woman out. Carrying her toward the entrance Yongguk already called for help. “Help us! We need help! She’s bleeding and unconscious!” Repeating his call for help while they went as fast as they could toward the entrance he hoped a nurse or some personnel of the ambulance would hear him.

[daljaejoong]

‘better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring’ sja & ltm

@247jiae

he has about ten minutes before he has to be back to the stage to perform his set again with his crew, but in the meantime, taemin’s stomach has reminded him that he hasn’t eaten anything in a while. “a while” being at least since yesterday—nerves and excitement are not good mixes with edible substances, he’s learned in his 23 years on the planet. but he’s been performing for over an hour now, with downtimes between dances, and the intensity has worn away to mostly just hunger.

so he wanders around a little bit to the stands along the sides of the road, marveling at the passersby, their costumes and portrayals so much fun to gawk at. he’s got his phone out, taking pictures, and his nose perked to catch the scent of anything meaty, when he suddenly spots someone dressed in ragged white in the crowd, blonde hair, red lips, decaying flesh. it’s an almost perfect rendition of Marilyn Monroe, the one and only beauty queen, zombified, and taemin’s heart skips a beat. he’s so excited, he doesn’t even bother with formalities as he races up to her with a huge smile on his face and a light in his eyes. “oh my god, oh my god! i love your outfit so so much!”

[seunghyun247-blog]

patient privilege || sja + csh

if anyone knows anything about choi seunghyun it would be that he’s a bit of a mess, he can’t ever seem to get things right no matter how hard he tries. relationships = failure. business knowledge = non-existent. even something as simply of taking care of himself or not setting himself become such a fucking miscreant that he wells up with emotions, spilling over into a flash of white hot rage enough to punch a mirror and slice the hell up out of his hand. he immediately crumbles into pain, groaning, but after washing it and trying to clean it as best he can (granted, he doesn’t have much to work with here at the office), he decides it’s time to head on out.

he tries to be discreet about it, but at least three employees bow and see it, shouting “oh my god what happened! are you okay, sir?!” bless their hearts. he tries to smile through the pain and reassure them that it was just an accident, just a misstep, just an oversight. he’s about to get it fixed up right now, yes of course, please don’t worry. please don’t think about how a person would normally get wounds like this. he doesn’t want anyone picturing him hitting glass; it’s not good for the boss’s image.

so off to the hospital he goes, head held down, hat low over his brow, his fist wrapped badly into his shirt, bleeding into the white of it because he just has nothing else he can use. he gets out of the cabbie and walks into the hospital, going up to the front desk and asking for song jiae—it’s a special case. when she comes out, he gives her a wary look. “i know you were hired on as my doctor for very specific reasons, but i’m hoping you’ll still remain confidential about this too?” he slowly and carefully shows her his hand.

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[247jiyong]

— Call The Doctor

( — @247jiae )

It had been a while since Jiyong last got into an argument that ended up with a fight that was way beyond words. Though this time he was simply looking for it, as if he sought a different kind of physical contact. He didn’t need to make much effort to find a potential opponent. Bars were brimming with them. And it wasn’t his ambition that told him to pick on a guy he was taller and surely stronger than him.

Jiyong barely realized when they were already outside and he felt a drop sluggishly flowing from his nose. Raising his hand up to his brow, he slowly moved his fingertips upwards and immediately let out a hiss upon realizing that his skin might be in need of some stitches. Lifting his gaze to look at the other man, despite the intensifying pain Jiyong still gave him the brightest smile, probably knocking the other into thinking he was just crazy.

He seemed to become concerned by his state, as if he had never witnessed himself going off. In fact, Jiyong hadn’t seen such a worry in someone else’s eye in ages. Although he affirmed him he was alright and was even at the verge of thanking him, the male escorted him straight to the hospital — one of the places he personally avoided at all costs.

Sitting on the bed’s edge, his body began to ache more and more as moments ago it felt simply numb. Expecting how his face had to look currently, whilst hazy images from his previous encounter flashed through his memory suddenly, he didn’t wish to spare his own reflection a glance. Moving around could appear to be a risk too, not being certain whether any serious damage was really done. Out of the blue he recalled the sound of breaking glass, therefore finding its pieces in his hair wouldn’t come as a surprise for him.

Scanning the room, Jiyong hoped he would find himself a temporary companion with whom he could have a small chat until a competent person would show up. And as his eyes were wandering, then he caught a silhouette. Looking in that direction, a frown replaced his blank expression upon realizing the odd familiarity in the nurse’s features. “Do I know you?” He asked, tilting his head to the side as his glare was continuously focused on the female before him.

[sehun247]

sweet strange ∬ sja&osh

Sehun smirked slightly toward the girl’s phone camera as she snapped a selfie of the two of them together. While he went out simply to get wasted and forget about things for a while, there were always at least a few fans who asked for his attention. And his facade for the public eye was that he was the aloof golden boy. They didn’t know how utterly cold he actually was, as he tried to be approachable for them.

He weaved his way back through the crowd, his drink having been drained minutes ago. It was nice having people fawn over him and tell him how much they enjoyed him or how attractive he was, but he needed something else. Something stronger. Sidling up to a seat at the bar, he surveyed those serving. One girl looked familiar, and it took him a brief moment to place her. Flashes of someone walking in during an interesting...encounter that had happened long ago with her father.

When he had the opportunity, he flashed a brief smile and grabbed her attention. “Jiae, wasn’t it? It’s been so long,” he said, tone overly friendly considering the actual situation they knew one another in. They were in public, so he wasn’t going to be completely vicious to her. He always knew to pretend to be sweet when he was anything but. “How’s your dad? I miss him,” he mused, almost innocent in the statement except he was anything but.

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[yijoo247-blog]

▶︎ i scream, you scream

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As a fan of Halloween and all things spooky, Yijoo wouldn't miss all the festivities, so naturally, when she got a word of Lotte World's newest attraction in celebration of this grim holiday, she knew she has to check it out, especially the horror mazes. But, as much as she loves her adrenaline rush, she isn't ballsy enough to do it by herself. It’s contradicting at best. If someone suggests a horror movie marathon or going to haunted houses, she would undoubtedly be the first one to throw her hand up in agreement. But when the fright has her jumping, whimpering and screaming like a little girl, she instantly regrets her eagerness and decision earlier, wondering why in the world she would put herself through this. Is she maybe a masochist?

Stands in line for the mazes with her arms crossed, Yijoo glances around the crowd in amusement park impatiently. Her frown becomes more apparent as she gets closer to the front. Where the hell are her friends? If they decide to bail her last second, she swears to Holy Mother, there will be dead bodies—

Fantastic. Her phone is ringing. "What now?" She snaps.

I'm sorry, but Kaeun and I can't go tonight. Something came up.

She fucking knew it. These hoes ain't loyal. "And you decide to tell me this now? The plan has been made for a week, you all know how much I've looked forward to this! Thanks for ruining this for me, bitches! I hope Freddy Krueger appears in your dream tonight and murder you brutally!" She shouts at the girl on the other end of the line. Not caring that everyone has heard her wishing a merciless painful death on someone.  Fuming, she shoves the device inside her disco pants' back pocket, steps away from the line. 

Fuck this. She is getting ice cream.