#freakyongguk

[freak-jia]

SKIN ✚ JIA & YONGGUK

It wasn't a secret that Jia was hardly graceful on her feet. She had always been less attentive than most and with earbuds jammed in her ears while roaming, she couldn't be more vulnerable to accidents--small cuts and scrapes decorating her limbs from the small bumps with various misplaced furniture pieces. The circus was constantly changing shape and moving as if it were alive, people always buzzing and moving and working like a hive. Although detached from the social scene, she was oddly apart of the movements, even if she were the element of chaos that kept things universally balanced. If anything, that excuse was enough to keep her content when she stubbed her toe on whatever box was left on the ground. The sun was still visible although the night was fast approaching, providing light for the freaks as they prepared the grounds, people moving past each other almost fluid-like. Jia kept her ears occupied with foreign music--a language that she couldn't even begin to understand, but that was soothing to her overactive brain. Her restlessness had her unable to rest in her tent along with the people that she hardly knew, opting to walk around aimlessly, dragging her sneakers across the ground as she mouthed the unknown words of the songs. Her involvement in the tracks had her unable to fully focus on her steps and before she knew it, her shoe caught a rope that had been trusted to tie a tent down--a very trusty rope that didn't seem to budge as the weight of her whole body pulled at it. "Oh no!" Jia yelled out as her small frame seemed to go towards the ground in slow motion, hands frantic as she tried to catch herself, but her appendages were useless as her right ankle twisted and she ended up on her back in the grass. For a moment, her vision was blurred and she didn't bother to sit up, pain surging up both of her legs. "Ah, really?" she whined as she looked at her iPod that had flown several feet from where she was--but at least it was still intact with the earbuds still plugged in firmly. She didn't know the extent of her own injuries, but she dreaded even the slightest movement.

[freak-chanyeol]

Oops || Chanyeol x Yongguk

With the warm weather, Chanyeol felt better than he had been feeling for a long time. 

He hummed, laying in a field of grass and basking in the sun's hot rays. Today was a beautiful day, and a perfect day to get some training in, he thought. 

Taking his time, he laid in the same spot for an hour before finally rolling over and getting up. He needed to find somewhere further away from the camp if he was going to practice, knowing that if something were to go wrong, it would go wrong. He truly hated Murphy's law and how it always seemed to apply to him and his ability. 

He walked for fifteen minutes before he felt he was far enough, closing his eyes and breathing in deeply to take in the area around him. 

It was then, when he opened his eyes that he spotted another member; or he had hoped they were another member; practising. 

He watched them for a moment, curiosity killing him. What was his ability? He shrugged though, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a match, and lighting it. 

He watched the small flame at the tip for a moment, before a small sigh left him. When was he going to be able to create this on his own? He was getting tired of having to go out and buy supplies all of the time. 

The flame began to grow, and Chanyeol's concentration was somewhere else, the fire beginning to flicker.

[freak-junsu]

Judging You || Junsu x Yongguk

Junsu spent most of his time working on the sick and injured circus members. At night, he worked on the people who got injured or just too plain drunk to function. He didn’t get a chance to socialize very often with those who weren’t impaired by some sort of substance and for the most part, he was totally alright with that. Healing people was what he was good at, and when he actually had time from it, he was too busy running the circus to try and have much of a social life anyways.

When he did have a social life, it usually consisted of somehow spending some time with one Bang Yongguk. They had befriended each other pretty easily. Neither of them pried into each other’s lives too much and Yongguk wasn’t usually overly chatty. There was, however, one thing that Yongguk never seemed to shut up about. Junsu shuddered at the thought of having to hear the other talking to him about it again any time soon while he looked over the papers that he kept logged into his computer.

That one thing that had Yongguk chattering like a monkey was the fact that Junsu had never really been romantically interested (or even just sexually) in anyone since Yongguk had joined the circus. Yongguk had absolutely never seemed to fail to point it out. He looked at his watch and rubbed his temple, shaking his head as he realised that he was late to meeting Yongguk for dinner. He had promised to treat Yongguk to food for helping him the other day.

It didn’t take him very long to get up and take off his lab coat or run a comb through his hair. Maybe he’d just tell Yongguk that he had been having a chat with someone new? No, that’d never do -- he was a horrible liar. He sighed and made his way out of the tent towards Yongguk’s tent, where he knew he was about to get an earful. However, as he walked up, his smile faltered as he found that his friend wasn’t waiting for him.

“Yongguk..?” He called out, stopping in front of the opening and turning around to look for the friend that he seemed so reluctant to spend time with that day.