✂ = threatening them . [ jeongguk. insert winkey face
meme: send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse…status: accepting“You know my face now. So you know exactly who you’re looking forward to seeing if you betray me.” The fifteen year old couldn’t help the amused grin that finds its way across his lips as he looks at the mafia boss. Perhaps it wasn’t the most appropriate reaction to a death threat, but who could help it when they were standing face to face with some guy who looked like any other flower-boy on the street? So K-Sung wasn’t some middle aged dude with scars and a muscular build, nor was he an older gentleman with a crisp black suit like something out of the manhwa that he so liked reading…Interesting. Oh well, he didn’t choose his loyalties based on looks. If he did this dude would be shit out of luck because quite frankly, aside from the sour expression on his face he didn’t really appear to be the type that could be a threat. But then again he didn’t either. So perhaps birds of a feather flocked together. “Yeah, yeah. That’s nice and all….But,” He replies with a wave of his hand, plunging a hand into the pocket of his denim jacket, pulling out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes that he’d swiped from his deadbeat dad. Threats have no effect on him, as he already has no regard for himself whatsoever. It’s the thing that makes him dangerous. When one doesn’t see themselves in a picture, the things that they are willing to do to another human being are horrific. Consequences were nothing to him. Meeting the leader’s eyes with an apathetic gaze, he lit up his cigarette and took a long drag before blowing silver smoke into the tense air. “Tell me something I don’t know. Like why the hell I’m here. You got a job for me or are we here to share beauty secrets? Sorry to tell you but my youthful looking skin is because I’m actually young, can’t help you there.” { k-sung }