#eunji.threads.

[50prxxf]

muse : eunji open : m connections : crush, friend plot : based on this

     eunji rolls her eyes when she sees who it was that walked in, making the bell above the door chime. it was incredibly late and thankfully her shift was almost finished but the sudden appearance of the other told her that this last hour was going to go by very slow. “no friends today?” he comments with a raise of her eyebrow. usually he came in with a group of friends, those kind of rowdy friends that if their life was a drama, they’d definitely be the comedic relief kind of friends. “it’s midnight, why are you here?”

[50prxxf]

muse : eunji  open : m/f/nb connections : friends plot : your muse frequents the gas station eunji works and and starts noticing that she’s feeling under the weather and insist on taking care of her -- much to her dismay

     “i’m fine,” she says sternly. she’s lying through her teeth, to herself, and the other knew it. she just looked sick, pals skin, dark under eyes and she seemed to be breaking a sweat despite her relatively job. she’d never ask for help anyway. she was way too prideful for that and after all, she had been taking care of herself for many years now. why would she start relying on someone now? no need to make herself any kind of burden. 

     “besides, i know you.” she sighs heavily as she picks up the box of candy, moving into the next isle to complete her stocking as the other followed on her heels. “you’re not going to just hang out here for five more hours until my shift is over. you have a small attention span -- you’ll get bored.”

[50prxxf]

open : @sincrs​ muse : eunji connection boyfreind plot : romantic plot from sending in this  

     eunji prides herself on the fact that she was very independent. she grew up at a young age, learned the ways of the world and didn’t have alone to help her along the way and from that, eunji was used to doing things alone and, well, being alone. it wasn’t until one year ago today that the other walked into their life and since then they’ve kept eunji in just a loss for words. eunji thought about him more often than she’d really like to admit and she was smiling more on top of that. she knew she had been a handful this past year, she defiantly wasn’t an easy partner. she had to learn to let her guard down, to let them in and accept and ask for help when it was needed. there had been some fights along the way but they somehow managed to break down her walls for the most part. 

     so, knowing this was actually one of the first times she really put thought into doing something nice for them, eunji was nervous. maybe it was the fact that this was the first time she was actually wearing a dress, nothing extraordinary, just a simple short red dress but it was for sure out of her comfort zone. she had planned the night, telling them where to meet her and when she saw the other walking over she stands from her spot on the bench and gave a shy smile. “ah, here--” she stutters, soon reaching behind her on the bench and pushing a small bouquet of roses into their chest. “i got these for you.” everyone liked flowers, right?