#jennisnotrping

[glitseun]

lets skip the introductions

as much as taemin wished he could be back in the warmth of the seoul institute, he was somewhat glad to get away. even if it meant freezing his ass off in the process. because a. it was rather calming being by himself and b. everyone was on edge given that another uprising seemed to be looming, something the shadowhunters could not afford to happen. not when they were still partially rebuilding after the mess Valentine Morgenstern had caused.

his boots echo against the damp concrete below, hands shoved into the pockets of his leather jacket thats barely keeping him warm. he’d been sent on a new mission (it felt like it’d been a lifetime since he’d last been sent on one) details, oddly kept to a minimum, but told that it was urgent and they couldn’t spare anyone else to go along with him. not that he minded at all. 

the ally way grows darker the further he ventures, the rune which helps him to see better in the darkness already activated incase of an ambush or worse incase he walking into a trap. figures coming into focus as he reaches towards a dead end -- it all seemed way to shady to be a real mission, thought that the higher-ups had stitched him up (which of course they haven’t).

he can hear the few jeers that are clearly thrown his way from the small group standing round something. rolling his eyes a little because yes he could hear them, no matter how quietly they whispered. “anyone wanna fill me in? no? great, cant wait to work with you” he remarks, coming to the realisation he was probably the only shadowhunter there among downworlders - no. more specifically werewolves. 

the realisation only setting in when he spots an all too familiar face that causes him to swear under his breath. “shit”. 

@jennisnotrping

[mvseology]

mysteries unsolved.

[ a starter for @jennisnotrping ]

the last few days had been rather uncomfortable for joohyun. she knew that taehwan was trying to do his best to not be unaffected by the news of her previous marriage, but even if he was or not, she was still bothered by it all.  that the news had to be broken like this. she would do anything to get out of this non-existent marriage. she just wasn’t sure if it was as easy as they would hope.

they were to meet with the private detective today, which made joohyun even more nervous. not that she minded answering someone’s questions about her “relationship” with this mysterious man, but more so, answering them in front of taehwan was something else entirely. however, she didn’t want him to feel like she was hiding even more from him, so when they reached the front door of the detective’s, she reached out for his hand. “come on. let’s go find a way to make this divorce happen,” she nodded, hoping he still had intentions of marrying her after all this was over.

[saudxdes]

the chase ➔ seokjin x woobin

❝  it’s a cat-mouse game between Kim Seokjin & Kim Woobin  ❞

ARRIVING AT the office was, again, weird, alien.

No matter how long he spent there, how he made it his own by bringing his favorite armchair and pens and paintings (children’s pictures were forbidden though), Seokjin still felt like he missed something, like he didn’t belong to the office.

It was after a long time battling with the agents that he finally managed to have them accepting his pledge for returning to work, to try to have a normal life after everything that happened almost nine months ago.

The feeling of entering the office for the first time was strange and he still fought against the urge to leave but he had a job to do, he still wanted to be enough for others, after all, he was a good listener, he knew how to make people trust him, and soothe them.

It was almost bittersweet that he didn’t seek for help of some sort (pills and his kids were always an option), instead he started to gather patients again, all of them being investigated previously by the agents so their jobs wouldn’t go down the drain. It almost felt normal.

Almost.

Because nothing would be normal, not when you were witness to your wife’s murder, not when her killer was still out there and no one knew how to put him behind bars and return Seokjin’s life back.

The intercom broke off his thoughts, announcing the arrival of a new patient and by the file on his desk, it was a new one really.

First sessions were always awkward and Seokjin prepared for the man – Kim Woobin – that was about to get inside.

Normalcy right?

It had to start somewhere.  

[mvseology]

tale as old as time.

[ a starter for @jennisnotrping ]

she had pleaded with her father to be careful. that it wasn’t worth tattling on the wrongdoings of the company if it meant danger to him. that he should have just gotten a new job at that point, but all she got was a long talk about how hard it was for him to get a job at his age, and what did she know because she was still young and sprightly and just because it might be easy for her, it wasn’t easy for him.

and now, the company had taken away. she didn’t even really know the company that he had been working for. why would they kidnap an old man like him? oh right, because he was about to spill the shady business they had apparently taken part in. which was how she found herself at the home of the ceo, likely let in by her unassuming looks. her hand moved to knock on the door, unsure if she would even get a chance to speak with him or if she would be simply met with his servants or something instead.

[eternalle]

◦ ⟨   self destruct .

we were just another sad song.

“ can you be a little more careful?” ( even park sojin knows her voice is venom, and she regrets. ) there is no hiding the exasperation in her voice as heels click against cold sidewalks.  it only gets worse when she has to catch him as he trips over his own two feet, like it’s just become her job - and with woo jiho, isn’t that how it’s always been? she isn’t sure how they got into the situation that they’re in now, but there’s no hiding the stone of regret that sits heavy in her stomach.  how is it that she ended up being the one volunteering to take jiho - of all people - home? ( because it became her job four years ago, and surprise: it hasn’t changed since. ) 

sojin didn’t think she was that drunk, would have preferred to stay the sober one at her best friend’s wedding, but apparently she must have been.

she really should have known better.  walking with him feels like sojin’s already fallen, skinned her knees on the cold sidewalk that already she’s trying not to slip on.  already, she feels like they’ve touched on some kind of open wound just by being in the same vicinity, let alone being this close.  “ why did you have to drink so much?” sojin curses under her breath, eyeing her stumbling companion - if you could even call him that - for probably the fifth time that night and steadying him with her hands.

this is not how tonight was supposed to go.  

starting from the reception when her own date pulled out a ring ( who does that at a wedding? ), to where she’s ended up now - everything lays in tatters, ruined at sojin’s feet. ( and maybe this is why she volunteered in the first place.  maybe that ring was the reason she felt it was her responsibility to see him home. ) “ if you fall again, i’m not going to pick you up.” but she will.  “ be a little more careful.  can’t you see the sidewalk is full of ice?”

     @jennisnotrping ,    we are infinity

[eulrin]

make me mad(moxxie) - jiyul

she couldn't stop thinking about it. argumentative, annoying, arrogant, frustrating yukwon had kissed her. it had been quick and light, but it was still a kiss. his lips had been on hers and she couldn't stop thinking about it. and she hated that she couldn't stop thinking about it. she needed to clear her head, she needed to get some air, but most of all, she needed a drink, and that was why she could be found at mad moxxies, downing her second drink and staring bitterly at the roughly hewn bar. 

jiyul slammed her glass against the bar, which made maxxie give her a look. "careful, girlie. you break that glass, you're hunting for a new one." 

jiyul rolled her eyes when she was sure that the barmaid wasn't looking and then slid off of her stool. "i need the loo" she muttered to no one in particular and moved away towards the back of the bar. once she ahd relieved herself and washed her hands, she went back, intending to get another drink, but there was someone else in her seat. someone whose face she was having trouble forgetting.

[eulrin]

JIYULS FACE RIGHT NOW

[mvseology]

false entanglements ➳ jooeun + haneul

today was the moment of truth. it was a day that haneul had been dreading because he was taking his fiancée to meet his parents. that would have been all fine and dandy. except that jooeun wasn't his real fiancée. nor did he have any plans of ever marrying her. not to say that she wasn't a wonderful girl. she was. if she weren't, he wouldn't have chosen her to be the one to stand-in for the part of a girl who was to marry the first son of one of the biggest government officials of the country.

he buttoned the last button of his dress shirt as he sought out his favorite gray skinny tie. she was supposed to show up at his apartment soon, so that they could go over last details in case his parents asked any questions. which, obviously, they were going to. he could feel the nerves causing his stomach and his heart to act in all sorts of weird ways. where was she? they could start with the discussing while he was getting ready. "come on, jooeun. don't bail on me," he muttered to himself.