#fleurtuz

[snghee]

fleurtuz:

A loud sigh running from her tainted red lips marks the beginning of Fleur’s embarrassment in front of the other. A collection of folds rest on her once smooth face as she bends her body rather reluctant but has no choice - following the female’s orders with a heavy heart. Gradually with her shaking legs, she lowers her body until her stomach kisses the pads of her covered thighs, enough for the female to peak in her pencil cut skirt.

"I still don’t get why I have to do this" She mumbles with her soft yet evidently humiliated voice. "But if I’ve prove your hypothesis wrong, I swear I’ll fold your body myself." She groans as the quick second passed and still, she failed to see the person she’s searching for. She did bend - like the other suggested, peaking through the tiny crack of the door but she couldn’t find any. Frustrations aroused whilst the agent gave up instantly.

"I really can’t see it. "

Seunghee frowned in slight disappointment and frustration. She had been searching for her patient for the past hour, searching high and low around the entire building and the only ones left with were the restrooms on the top floor. "He must be in there." She said, pursing her lips. The child had been attempting to hide from the nurses so as to avoid consuming her medicine. Unfortunately, the door to the restrooms was severely guarded by a couple of bodyguards. "I'm here to search for a patient. Will you please let me in?" Seunghee asked politely, and in a straight tone. The bodyguards did not budge, but continued staring at her through their sunglasses, She cleared her throat, and repeated her request to one of the guards, a brown-haired girl. She looked the least intimidating among the other bodyguards that were stationed around.  The girl reluctantly  peeked through the tiny crack of the door but couldn't find anyone. "I really can't see it." She said. That was impossible. She had looked everywhere for the girl, and this was the only place left to find. "Of course you can't see her. She might be in one of the cubicles in the restroom. Just let me in, will you?"

[theqameison]

Intimidation.

How would your muse describe mine? Don't surgarcoat it.

DESCRIPTION: Intimidation.

[ /blinks a couple of times before sighing heavily;] I hope this only applies for my muse, aha… Anyway, yeah, I could see why your muse would describe him as being intimidating. With the exception of that one meme, I don’t believe these two have yet to interact. Hopefully that will change sometime. I can’t make any guarantees as to how he will react, but it’s better to try and find out than never know at all! ^^; ]

[natyxmn-blog]

"I would give up everything for you."

Hearing those words, Natalya's lips were quick to curl up into a slight smile. It was rare for her to hear such words, but then again, it was surely rare for anyone to hear something like that. ''T..Thanks..'' was all she was able to reply ''But don't do that...I'm not worth that much.''

[hyelio-blog]

【 fleurtuz 】: The female guard’s initial reaction is her light brow arching whilst glancing down at the tool she pulls from her clutch bag, and then returns her gaze at the female in front of her. Fleur’s head slightly tilts to the side, her pair of eyes blinks swiftly and frowns - finds a minor disbelief from the other’s inquiry. “A gun” she mumbles soft and far from alarming, showcasing the small structure of the black gun on her hand. “And it’s not a fake one, by the way” she adds before she release a small chuckle. Albeit cares less if the other female would take her words seriously or not. 

⊱ ൠ ; — The other's initial hesitant and questioning glance goes unnoticed                 by curious orbs, solely focused on the object in question. A gun..                 she repeats it to herself in an uncertain whisper, before the weapon                 registers familiar in her mind. She's seen the men in black and blue                 uniforms carry them around on their waists and fire them off  at                 the 'bad guys' through the box once before. Liō was all too knowing                 of what damage the small steel object could truly bring.                                                                     ❝Are you going to shoot me?❞                 The question rings with more of a neutral and truly wondering tone                 than the expected fearful one that most would have given in such                 a situation.

[theqameison]

"I’m never getting on my knees for you again."

Say one of the following innuendos to my muse to see how they react.

As Woobin offered to help the other stand up from her current position, he heard her say something along the lines of ‘I’m never getting on my knees for you again.’

Snickering in response to such a statement, Woobin couldn’t help but shake his head at her. After all, she wouldn’t have been in such a submissive position if she had only listened to him earlier and not lose it.

"I told you to keep that little item safe and sound. It’s honestly not my fault that you ended up dropping it the cracks of the floor," he reminded her.

[kxumiho]

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[mranxn-blog]

Gimme Angst

You find my muse self-harming after just being raped.

The problem is on both of them. Kiyong witness the brunette female cutting her arms with a shattered piece of mirror she ruined earlier with a glass vase albeit he recognize the fatality of the situation, the male model could only react less. There’s a part of him that was surprised, but  huge portion of him has predicted that Fleur will do it to herself. Kiyong empathized on her difficulty. If he’s in her position - cheated and mistreated by a stranger, he would definitely do the same. Instead of a broken mirror piece, he could imagine himself cutting his throat with a kitchen knife. It is the reason for his lack of reaction albeit the male knew that this is not the right mindset for the situation. Even though he understood a lot, it is not right for him to let her ruin herself just like that. Even though he is paralyzed on the spot and has no idea on what to do, he shouldn’t encourage his stupidity. He has to move, but Kiyong - no matter how much he nags himself, he couldn’t move. Not an inch or a footstep.Fleur glances at her, lips curving into a silly smile whilst pressing the glass on her skin again. It easily breaks her skin and fresh doze of crimson flows from the messy cracks and teared flesh. She has lost the sanity to feel, all because of the pills she dozed earlier. “Kiyong ah.” She calls him out, the male flinch on the spot. This time, he managed to move, taking one step at a time until he finally arrives in front of her. The female tilts her head to the side, viewing the male in blur visions. Her lips’s curve slowly fades as if the pain has finally sink in. She lifts her other hand, although not wounded, it is covered with her own blood. “Are you here to stop me?” She asked, her voice shaking gradually until it fades on the thin air. Kiyong nods his head light, snatching the broken piece of glass from her grasped and tossed it away. He scrutinized the wounded arm of hers - notices that the cuts are not even deep, but there’s much blood to consider. He sighs, pressing the woman’s fragile physic against his body, hugging her tight. "I’m sorry." That’s all he could utter. None other words could make her better. It happened. She has lost a part of her. She has been broken again. It is painful, indeed. But it is the reality she has to accept. This is a part of her life that she has to live on for a long time.  Kiyong believes that everything happens for a reason. Even if it’s horrible and sad. There is a reason for it. Maybe.  "I’m sorry" Fleur murmurs against his torso. Her eyelids slowly falling as she looses the sensation of her body. She’s exhausted, tired and in pain. All she wants is to vanish right away. To forget everything. But she know it would never happen. She cannot accept this — again.