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[247junhoe-blog]

— When The Lights Go Out

( — @247youngjae )

“Shit,” Junhoe groaned under his breath when the previously lighted up room became a dark and noiseless cave. The TV went out, so did the only lamp that was switched on. Even the fridge stopped its quiet murmur and he got to hear his breath for the first time in a while.

Lazily getting up from the coach, on which he was settled so comfortably, his eyes immediately gazed out the window behind him to see those somehow working lanterns. Well, the energy couldn’t be cut in the whole city. Another huff left his mouth in irritation as he wandered around the room pretty aimlessly, with hands resting on his hips and brows furrowed in slight pondering. Junhoe was sure of one thing — he wasn’t willing to spend the night alone in a silent and gloomy apartment.

Fortunately he knew this place well enough that it was no struggle to grasp his favorite leather jacket and leave, with the phone screen as his only source of light. Walking across the hallway felt like being in a movie with a post-apocalyptic plot — honestly, it wouldn’t be much of a surprise if he faced some zombie in a minute.

Managing not to trip over his own feet as he rushed downstairs, it was a relief to be finally out and hear the buzz of many car engines and youthful laughs coming around the corner.

Scrolling down his contact list, Junhoe already had his “victim” in mind. A frisky smirk crawled up his lips upon reaching Youngjae on the phone. “Make sure you have a red carpet all neat and ready, someone’s going to grace you with his presence.”

[247seulgi-blog]

*ELUSIVE PERSUASIONS

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* she wants to be considered pretty, lovely and all-in-all the apple of every man’s eye (apple of every moneyed man anyways). she parades in love and knowing that the attention, fulfilment, and even the mere thought of cash showered onto her pretty little head is enough to get her going. seulgi thrives on it of course, she only expects the other halves (aka: the spending half/ the moneyed half/ the whipped half), to follow along as well. 

follow along, no questions asked and drooling for her. 

it’s usually the case and yet here she is. seulgi is lucid, even transparent in her attempts and drawls for his attention, hopefully calling at a sane spec of lust in a man’s testosterone. hints of something she can’t shake off, seulgi knows it. 

after years and years of this, it’s a sixth sense, natural jolt in her system per se. but she can sense, yes, she can sense it drumming in her veins or maybe it is aching in the marrow of her bones. choi youngjae was playing a game, and she’s not sure if she likes it or not. because, after all, seulgi is the one who gets to leave them in the dust. 

it’s simply the laws of nature, no? 

in the quaint coffee shop they throw flirty gazes towards each other in an almost a hostile way, at each others throats through their gazes and metaphorically. “now why should i? what’s in it for me?” they taunt each other in the minutes they’ve shared, similar to of how a dog chases the cat. except she doesn’t know who is chasing who, and she’s not supposed to have a power struggle.

(but they exude sexual tension and undeniable -- attraction to say the least.) 

[247hyeji-blog]

Memories || Youngjae & Yuri

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There was a downpour happening in the outside of the Republique Café. At the same time that she wished she could be at her apartment, eating or watching TV or just sleeping, Yuri couldn’t deny how her workplace looked completely different from the usual dull image that she had of it. The water drops were hitting the windows and giving a completely different feel. It was almost as if she worked in another establishment and not in the renowned café. Probably because of the rain, there were just few tables occupied with clients, reason why she was using her – rare – free time to do the math of her finances for the rest of month. As always, it’d be a tough month.

“Come on Youngjae-ah, it’s not that difficult, your digestive system will be one of the easiest diagrams you’ll have to remember,” Yuri said to the younger boy. Even after graduation, Yuri had some problems to find a university to accept her and since her job as waitress didn’t pay that well for her to live decently, Yuri decided to give private tuition to whoever payed her enough. Fortunately, for her, Youngjae was good boy to teach, also, he was completely adorable. For some reason, Yuri grew fond of the boy easier and faster. In her eyes, the boy was just like a little brother to her, someone she needed to protect with all her strength.

A group of clients appeared in the entrance and Yuri instinctively looked up. She never payed close attention to the customers’ faces so once she was sure they were all sat comfortably in their seats, the girl took the little notebook from one of her pockets, “Welcome to the Republique Café, how may I serve you this afternoon?”