#geomiijul

[mugunghwc]

unprompted ask / always accepting

@geomiijul​ said: “Are you ready?”, was the phrase Kim repeated several times in English to a language learning app on his phone as he partook in his early morning stretches. Lately he had been proactive in learning more English since he noticed Han speaking it to a foreign business partner and to some guests at Star Dust. While he was comprehending the words, pronunciation was still proving difficult. He tried the phrase again, speaking into his phone’s mic, this time imitating Han’s intonation as if he was greeting a long time patron at Star Dust, now with a little more success. “Are you ready?”

      after being presented with a face that mirrored his own, the leader of the jingweon mafia took it upon himself to make something out of this offer—this abuse that went through by a sleazy snake of a man in an attempt to get in his favour. the offer, that of his own son’s life to live forever in his shadow, deprived of a life of his own & stripped away from his identity. it put him in an uncomfortable situation in which all he could do, was to laugh it off & take in the stranger that was now supposed to mimic every attribute of his. from his impressive physique, to his mannerism, & even pick on a language that was limited to him. he could hear the other practice in the living room, trying to get the right intonation, or at least close to his. it had been months of preparation; months in which he was able to get closer to another human being & share his life so intimately.  that was the most unexpected thing about this entire situation: the fact that the mafioso had grown fond of his company & gave the other a genuine smile, not like the ones that he often fooled others with, but one that very few got to see. an amused one at that, as he walked out of his bedroom with hands clapping slowly, making his way further into the space to get closer.

      “—you have improved. i’m glad.” he says, ignoring whatever embarrassment there was as a result of surprising the other with his presence. han had a habit of doing just that. “you will be able to cover for me in no time. does that excite you, or make you nervous?”

[mugunghwc]

unprompted ask / always accepting!

@geomiijul​ said: As a body double, it was imperative that Yeonsu had to look perfect. He was determined to finally get this makeup routine down without his boss’s help this time. He had seen Joon-gi Han do this many times before. How did he make it look so easy? Yeonsu struggles with the eyeliner pencil, wincing every time the sharp point comes close to his eye. His strokes were shakey, causing the lines to be uneven and streaky. How did he make it look so easy? Maybe he should just ask one of the hosts to do it for him again.

     just as yeonsu had picked habits from him, joon-gi had done that as well, with one of them being the way he silently sneaked behind the other like he was his shadow this time. he enjoyed catching the other off-guard because it allowed him to get a glimpse of the real yeonsu, instead of the man who tried to imitate his every move. the mafioso was amused by him, to say the least—something he couldn’t say about many people, for they didn’t catch the interest the way that his reflection did. & speaking of reflections, it took him to loom over the other’s shoulder to watch him struggle in front of the mirror with a smirk spreading across his lips at the sight he was found. not bad, but he lacked the confidence that he needed to avoid the shaky lines.

     joon-gi let out a chuckle, never one to respect the other’s personal space as he stood close behind. his head tilting to the side to get a look of yeonsu, not through the mirror this time, but face to face. gaze drawn to his eyes.

  "—you’re getting there.” a hand is placed over the other’s shoulder to give him a light pat of encouragement before he moved; strolling around the room with just his pants on. he had never been one to shy away from the way he presented himself to others, & being in yeonsu’s company, it became clear that he wouldn’t change, either. he was the type to appear unfazed by nudity, & in the inside of his apartment, that’s what he did most of the time. he walked across the room searching for something through his drawers—a golden watch to put on, before he returned to where the other was. again, invading his personal space by leaning too close for comfort. “would you like me to do one eye, so you can try the other?”

[mugunghwc]

send 💕 to me and i’ll list 5 things my muse would do special for your muse if they were a couple!  / no longer accepting

@geomiijul​ said: 💕 - Kim and Han’s relationship

     upon meeting, han would do his absolute best to make kim feel comfortable, even if it means doing all the talking. he’d act casual at first, & ask to be addressed informally despite their power imbalance. if this persists, though, han will adopt a more serious tone & address some things that might be bothering kim. i actually have a whole quote in mind for a drabble of this moment between the two that i could definitely see han using with kim.  ‘ do children have to be useful to their parents? ‘. i’d have to revisit this particular scene from this k-drama, but i think it’s something that kim could do with hearing, & be reassured that what his father did was not okay, & he shouldn’t bear with that sense of responsibility.

     he’d offer on the same day he was presented with kim, for him to move in with him. i think han would be able to tell the disconnect between kim & his father, even if both act ‘normal’ before him. i imagine kim’s dad to be overly excited about the entire thing while kim is quiet & avoiding eye contact. han would take them both in & not address what he’s able to deduct from their dynamic, but still insist its best if kim stays with him, so he picks on his mannerism. & while true, his main reason would be to subtract kim of a clearly abusive dynamic.

    han would go easy on kim at first. he’d make sure he’s able to eat & gain weight first & foremost. his ‘training’ would begin after a week or so, because even if han would like to help him, he’d also consider it a waste not to work on crafting a new joon-gi han to take his place.

    they will share drinks together. i could see that being a way of getting kim used to the alcohol & work on his tolerance, while also opening up more about himself until he’s comfortable enough to treat han like a brother. han would insist he addresses him as hyung.

     since i imagine kim would do a lot for han like be his body double, bodyguard, assassin, probably even offers to do chores, han would want to spoil him as much as he can with desserts, & by gifting him a console. he’d also cook for kim korean cuisines that he learned from his mother & teach him to cook, as well. it’s one of the things han is adamant on doing for kim since he enjoys cooking.

[mugunghwc]

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@geomiijul​l​ said: It was rare that the two were able to be out and about with each other in public. While Kim fully understood his position as a body double, he treasures these small moments. They were the only sense of normalcy that he had, even if it was a short errand to Don Quijote to collect food and supplies for the next few days. After spotting a poster for an up and coming K-Pop group, he gestured to one of the members that had softer features and brightly dyed hair. “That’s what I used to look like.”, he says so confidently. No pictures remained of his original face, so this was the closest thing he had to show for it.

      they weren’t meant to share the same space as they did, only in the shadows & far from public eye. their relationship, that of a mere master & his subordinate—someone whose only purpose in life, was to die in his name. that was what was expected from them; a defined line between a man & his shadow. han was never into that. his mind, taking him to the day in which he met yeounsu kim, & how long it took of him to address him as hyung, rather than ‘boss’ or ‘master’. even now & then, the title would escape his lips & be met with an arched brow & the curl of his lips. his patience seemed infinitely when it came to kim.

    of course, even despite his reassurance that it would be fine to walk side by side with him, there were still some things that needed to be done to avoid traction their way. that being, the use of a black cap & mask for the other, hiding features that were similar to his, but softer. a more ‘boyish’ look, despite any surgery that was performed. it was the only way that they could be out & about like equals, even if kim insisted on carrying everything himself. han’s arm holding onto a bag of pastries they had stopped by, while the other fished for one of them to offer to kim. his attention turned to the poster that was pointed at, &  a quick glance between the upcoming idol & his shadow was all it took to make him chuckle. a genuine smile—which was a rare sight—only for kim’s eyes to see.

    “—maybe, in another life, you could’ve been an idol. i’d be your number one fan.”

[ichiigotsukii]

Kim stood in front of the mirror in absolute horror, only to find his face was no longer his. His surgery was an absolute success and it was his first time seeing his new identity. A hand slowly passes over each of the new features; much more sharper and masculine than his previous face. “Doctor…what did you do to me?”

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Some say guilt is like a knife, but Aido knows that a knife isn't nearly painful enough. His guilt is like a poison, a festering disease that is rotting his insides. The blood has been long gone with his gloves but he feels the stains.

A prodigy doctor they'd called him when he'd graduated early, more diplomas and accolades than most had at his age. His sole dream of helping people was something he was actively doing. Even the few he couldn't save had at least been given everything he could give.

But this case? Aido should have known it would turn out like this when his meeting was scheduled in the evening, when the hospital staff was thinner, when most meetings weren't scheduled. He should have had more insight. But he's young, he wants to take on everything he can with eagerness.

"Give my son a new face."

They're words he doesn't expect to hear in the first place, but that are made worse when he's told his patient will not be able to sign consent forms. Forged consent forms, forced procedure, the best plastic surgery money can buy.

Of course he'd refused, a vehement no as he ordered the people out of his office. This man was filth, the lowest of low to do ask for such a thing dine to his son and think he'd get away with it. But his naivete had once again come to hurt him as suddenly men filled his office, one member of his office staff, three nurses, the barrel of a gun pressed to their head as some looked at him in horror, a couple with tears streaming down his face and pleading not to die.

"My son needs a new face. This will ensure he has a better life. Won't you give him that?"

He'd been asked the question as if he'd had a choice in the matter. A choice?! Go through with the surgery and commit a medical crime that would bind him to secrecy to keep his own license, or ensure his and four other innocents deaths.

His choice had been made before he'd even known the question.

Aido looks up at the patient he'd been caring for for the week he was unconscious, face healing from the procedure. There was still minor bruising but his work really was flawless. The best there was which was why he was so sought after.

The guy is completely unrecognizable from who he'd been when he'd been brought in, drugged and completely out of it.

"I..." Aido's hands tremble and the guilt constricts around his throat. "I gave you the keys to a better life. At least, that's what I'm told." and he'd saved four people's lives. But he doesn't add that part. "Are you in any pain? Any discomfort?" he's never wished to be able to read minds before but he definitely wishes he could read his.

[ichiigotsukii]

@geomiijul how dare you come into my ask box and hurt me in this way!?

[mugunghwc]

unprompted ask / always accepting!

@geomiijul​ said: Despite the migraine Kim received from taking Han’s place at Star Dust last night, he still woke up early to prepare breakfast for the both of him. Eggs and kimchi; those foods were still allowed on their very restricted diet while still providing them enough fuel to last them until the next time they could eat. After transferring the food onto plates for the both of them, he joined Han at the table, making sure his boss was taken care of, not daring to begin eating before Han took his first bite. Kim winces from the pain from his hangover. “Do your guests always insist on buying you this many drinks?”, he inquired as he was still not used to playing both proprietor and host.

     with his busy schedule, only during early mornings & late at night, was he able to enjoy the company of the man who shared his features. someone that he had come to consider something akin to a brother, & not just a body double. it had taken some time to get there, though, as he recalled at the beginning just how much the other struggled to even make eye contact, among other things. with the mafioso having to insist that he join him while he ate, or telling him to refer to him as hyung, instead of boss. it was a slow process, but with each day, it felt as if they’d become closer than the day prior. eyes following kim as he moved through the kitchen & served both of their plates—something that han usually did himself, as he never liked the idea of relying on anyone. he’d give it to kim this time.

     ravenous after working out, he could feel his mouth water at the sight of breakfast. his usual bad habit of skipping meals becoming less prominent when he had the other around, & he could only thank him for his efforts with a smile. one that turned into a chuckle upon hearing what the other had to say. it was something that he had come to expect, considering how little tolerance he had when the two of them met. it had taken a couple of drinks to build up that resistance, though it was apparently not enough to match his own.

    “—the key to avoid a hangover is to hydrate yourself & avoid drinking on an empty stomach. taking your time between each drink will also help. don’t feel obligated to finish it right away. most patrons won’t even notice, anyway.” it was how he dealt during nights at stardust. he simply couldn’t afford to have a headache next morning when there was so much to do. restless, till the very end. he paid the other a glance before picking up some of his food with his utensil. a smile still present on his features. “eat up & you will feel better. i will take care of stardust tonight, so you can rest.”

[mugunghwc]

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@geomiijul​ said: “This new VIP package we are offering at Stardust...”, Kim said with a bit of concern in his voice.  “What exactly does it entail? Do you believe we are going to be able to fulfill that demand once it gets officially added to the list of services?”

    the discomfort in their double’s voice doesn’t go unnoticed, tried as he might to keep his tone neutral, & though he had perfected the act of keeping a straight face, the mafioso is able to see through the cracks of his mask. there was doubt & what he would perceive as a certain degree of bashfulness in being the one bringing this concern to the leader, but as with anything, han responds to it with grace. his eyes smile before lips do & he walks over his mirrored image to adjust the collar of his shirt.

    "—you wouldn’t believe the amount of times patrons wants me, us to be their host for the night & get the full experience.” it was only natural for patrons to lust after the head of the organization when he looked like joon-gi han did—oozing charisma & with a confidence that was unmatched by the other hosts. it was primal, almost. for women to seek out for the ‘alpha’, or the one in power in this situation. not many got to experience such thing, as the mafioso tried not to get too wrapped into his own business, but he had learned that the more you give, the more they crave. at this point, what he did was the equivalent of dangling food in front of someone whose been starving. would it really be that bad if he indulged a little into it?

     once the shirt is fixed, eyes move up to meet kim’s face & give his cheek a light pat. a playful gesture he did here & there that did not match the impression he gave to the public eye. even less, to his men. “we won’t cross that line, but we will get close to it while sharing drinks. this vip package will only apply to us, given the demand. we can make a lot of money from it. should be exciting, don’t you think?”