#builtmythical

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19 & 21!

ASK MEME N°19 ⸻ in another life, where do you think you would be? what would you be doing?

in another life, junho would be a better person. maybe he would even be an upstanding citizen in society. he would still have all of his family. his parents would've raised him to adulthood, seeing all of his highs and lows as he transitioned from a child to an adult. his best friend would've still been his older brother, teaching him everything he knew from everything he experienced years before junho ever would. he would still have his younger sisters, who he would've protected 'til his last breath. no, there was no way he would've taken the road he's been walking if everything stayed the same as it was. surely he'd be the type of son his mother would be proud of. well, he can't really tell her that. she might ask some questions and he doesn't need that. "why think about the impossible? this is the only life that matters. it seems so useless to ruminate about what could be or what could've been. there's nowhere else i would rather be, it's better to not dwell on these what ifs."

N°21 ⸻ describe how your room looks.

"i've been told that it looks like it's barely used. and they'd be right, because it is." he shrugs his shoulders, an air of nonchalance surrounding him. "i hardly ever bring people into my bedroom, it's probably the least used room in my apartment. i only ever go there to sleep or change clothes, and i only sleep for five to six hours a day anyway." he never likes bringing his business home, and prefers to not have strangers in his space. the few people who have ever been in his room only consisted of his friends who needed help with resting, and him being the great friend he was, allowed them to use his bedroom while he worked elsewhere in his apartment. he never knows when they'll stop by either, so he always feels the need to keep his space as clean as it can be. "it's kind of empty? it's nice and spacious, so it's really easy to clean. there's a tv on the wall facing my bed, i got two bedside tables on either side of my bed. i also have a bookshelf close to the window... i used to have a desk in my room when i was still studying, but i took it out because i don't want to be reminded of work when i'm trying to sleep."

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SCENE 6. INT. RE-HOME ANIMAL SHELTER, JUST BEFORE THE BLACKOUT.

co-starring @builtmythical.

THE LAST CAT to arrive had been left at their doorstep just the week before, curled up tight in the corner of a wire carrier with nothing but an old blanket under her. the vet had taken to calling her baem, because she hissed at anyone who so much as looked her way. really, though, her threats stopped at the hissing and posturing and she simply tucked her head away every time someone picked her up.

kiyeon had only handled her once since she arrived, because cats seemed to hate him universally no matter how many came through their care, so instead he spent most of his time refilling her bowls and watching her from the front desk: watching her watch the people when they weren't looking, and then making a point to curl away any time one of them came up to her window.

tonight was the first time she hadn't turned away from someone.

kiyeon knew the visitor by the posture of their hands on the wheels of their chair. dohwa, he thought, remembering the last time he heard them introduce themselves in group. he'd sat next to them before, walked out of the conference room behind them studying the back of their hair a couple of times. they came to the shelter often enough that he started to feel guilty for never really talking to them, but what was there to say? they were both in group. kiyeon nodded along every time the counselor asked, everyone have exciting plans for the weekend? then he'd go back to his floor and rot the next two days away in bed. in some ways, it was a mercy that he couldn't look dohwa or any of the others in the eye.

but juhee, baem's neighbor, needed her bowl refilled, and it was almost closing hour. kiyeon picked up the bag of food, steeled himself, and made his way over.

juhee was far lazier and didn't even move when kiyeon unlocked the front of her cage. "dinner's ready," he whispered to her sleeping back, but she ignored that too and slept blissfully away, even once kiyeon had finished and closed her door again.

he took a half step back and glanced over at baem, who was peering intently from the cage next door. when she finally deigned to look at him and realized he was staring, she picked herself up and retreated to the far back corner instead.

"sorry, she hates me," kiyeon said to dohwa, keeping his eyes averted. with them at a lower eye level, he had to look to the side instead of downwards, which felt odd but was a nice change of scenery from the floor. "i think she likes you, though. she gives everyone else the cold shoulder here."