#chrmimi

[jamiechr]

⏤  guess we’ll never escape the :kevinemoji: with  :  @chrmimi  !!

   it’s been long. way too long since her last tattoo and honestly? it can’t be put off any longer. talking about it only made her more eager and since she already had some great company alongside her.. why not? well , admittedly the conversation at hand was exactly of the back and forth the younger girl’s mind was doing in regards to getting inked and while jamie has many a times tried to convince her -- there was always an excuse to back out. 

    not tonight , though !! tonight an elaborate mission was going to be carried out , one that took intricate planning and perfect timing and--- okay , not really. it was probably more like a lightbulb idea that occurred as two were walking back home after grabbing dinner together. either way , it’s happening. 

    mostly because jamie knew that the girl wanted one and just a little nudge , a little push was the last bit of motivation needed to finally make it happen. mimi’s here , going between all the pros and cons of getting a tattoo and jamie’s simply nodding along , maybe interjecting once in awhile to make the conversation seem more natural because what really occupied her mind was the route map she was intentionally guiding them on that lead straight to a friend she hadn’t seen in awhile. 

     “ well.. ” she started , the gleeful look dimmed to avoid any suspicion, “ if , and i say if !! -- if you were gonna get a tattoo , what would you want it to be? ” because that’s really one of the most important , if not the most important , part of the whole process , right? you are stuck with it for the rest of your life so this was just as crucial as it sounded. and especially your first tattoo?? had to be beyond special. 

     “ i know you’ve thought about it but if you haven’t , i can give you a couple of seconds because we’re just about there. ” a grin finally spread across her lips as she looked at the girl when they halted , head tilting to her right as it motioned to the little black door that had a small neon sign in front of it. didn’t seem like much from the outside but when she finally dragged the other in , the door opened to a big well-lit and well decorated studio that echoed the sounds of buzzing from the tattoo guns along with light music playing in the background. “ ta-da !!! ” 

[chrngmin]

(truth) What’s the worst advice someone else has ever given you?

"Worst advice...let's see..." Two fingers hold his chin as he proceeded to tap tap tap away with his pointer finger, brows furrowed as he tried to think. The fact that realization has hit him is evident with the way his eyes widened just a tad, mouth falling open in his state of eureka. “I got it! Study in America, they said. It’s gonna be fun, they said.” His face morphs into one of distaste. it was evident then that his experience there left much to be desired. “Could have done fine, either way, staying here. Buuuut, oh well.” He shrugged, lifting one corner of his lips. “Least I gained one more little stamp on my passport.” He holds up his palm, using his other fist to lightly tap on it in a stamping motion.

[chrmiran]

first meeting (again) featuring: @chrmimi date: backlogged to july 2019

it started off like a regular day. she wakes up far earlier than she would like too, makes breakfast, gets the kids ready to go to school, drops them off, and then goes about her day running errands, making lesson plans, and buying food for the subsequent meals of the day. but every horror story begins with a normal day. miran’s horror story begins with a simple trip to a market.

the moment the two of them make eye contact, miran knows she can’t possibly run away. she’s quick to school her wide eyed look of shock back into something more neutral. she wants to make sure that it’s difficult to read her emotions despite the fact that they are now running rampant. there’s a voice in her head that is s c r e a m i n g at her to move. her legs however stay put where they are as if they were superglued to the ground. another voice, barely audible underneath her internal panic, tells her to stay calm. if she were to run from this interaction, she would only make herself look even more suspicious. so despite her panic, despite her fear of her secret being potentially revealed, miran manages to quirk her lips up into a small polite smile as she reaches down to grab the items that she dropped when she bumped into the younger female. 

“that was my bad. i wasn’t paying attention to where i was going.” she says after a few seconds of silence. there are conversations happening in the small grocery store but miran pays no attention to them. instead, she focuses her energy on trying to read mimi. while in high school, their interactions were not at all frequent. she remembers having admiration for the younger’s sheer drive to get a scholarship to hannam but other than that, the two of them barely interacted. her mind is running through various simulations of their conversations, trying to figure out if she could somehow weasel her way out of the situation without raising suspicions on why she’s here in korea and not at some prestigious university in france. 

“do you live around this area now?” she questions after a few more seconds of silence. if you do, this is my cue to find a new place to shop at she thinks to herself. “it’s a bit far from where we were when we went to hannam.” 

[chryul]

ma marinette

spotting marinette @chrmimi​

yul quietly listens as shia excitedly points out a few ducks out on the river as they’re taking one of their weekly strolls together for some father-daughter time out. it was a great way for yul to catch a breather and an even greater way to get shia to use up all the energy she had in her little body and tire her out for the end of the day. 

he’s quick to lose himself to his own thoughts though as he’s watching shia with a smile on his lips. he remembers how uncertain and worried he had actually been before when everything had been thrown in his face unexpectedly. the amount of uncertainty he had felt those years ago despite knowing he would do anything for shia’s birth mother. and yet, how things had changed so much in the course of just three years such as yul knowing he would make the same decision if you brought him back again.

yul doesn’t realize that he’s tuned shia out when she suddenly starts tugging both his hand and the hem of his shirt while jumping beside him. he stops walking and turns to look at her with his full undivided attention now, calmly asking her what’s wrong.

“daddy, daddy, that girl over there!” shia makes an exaggerated move, pointing to a random female standing alone just ahead of them. then an even bigger gasp than the one she had made before and eyes wide as donuts. “daddy, that’s marinette.”

yul takes a moment to process the point that shia is trying to make. trying to remember if this is a past babysitter that yul had replaced that shia had really liked (as that’s happened before). when it hits him.

“ladybug?” he asks softly as he recalls the show that shia has been watching too much of recently. 

“yes!” she squeaks before tugging on his hand again, trying with all her might to drag him towards the female. 

when yul doesn’t budge - contemplating the entire situation - shia starts to whine.

“daddy! we have to go see her!” shia frowns before letting go of his hand to place both her hands on her hips. “we have to go say hi.”

was that… sass? that yul just witnessed? he was going to need to have a talk with hyerin…. 

with that thought, yul sighs in defeat before nodding, holding his hand out for shia to take again. 

“alright, but just for a bit. she’s probably very busy right now so let me ask her first if she has a moment, okay?” yul states as they begin walking towards the female.

he’s running through at least ten different ways this could play out and none of them end very well. one of them accusing him of being a major creep and another with the cops called. all he can do is brace himself at this point as they quickly reach her.

yul purposefully steps ahead, keeping shia behind him as he clears his throat gently to grab the girl’s attention.

“i’m so sorry to bother you.” yul apologizes before immediately continuing, “my daughter thinks that you’re a superhero from her favorite tv show. would you mind playing along just for a bit?”