#joonki;

[mkxminah-blog]

Minah had finished up quite a bit later than she’d expected to, but that wasn’t what was wrong. What was wrong was that she hadn’t heard from Joonki. No whining, no complaining, no bribing.... Nothing. In hours, which was incredibly worrisome, and not just because he could be off somewhere with Talia doing something crazy. It was worrying that poor Min might be in his studio somewhere because Joonki dragged Talia off to get a tattoo or something else that Minah probably didn’t approve of. But, surprisingly, when she went by the dressing rooms, the lights were still on and there he was. “Hey, handsome, come here often?” she laughed, walking up behind him. @mkxjoonki

[mkxminah-blog]

call → joonki

Minah: Hey, it's Minah- Duh. Of course you already know- We do this every time we call each other, don't we? /She laughs a little bit; I'm just calling to make sure you haven't....changed your mind about me or anything.

[mkxminah-blog]

“It’s not a date,” she muttered to herself as she stared into the bathroom mirror, touching up her makeup. “This is not- It’s not a date, Minah. You are bribing him to give you your glasses back. He retracted his interest. This is not a date, got it?” Thank god no one else was around; that would’ve created more questions than she had answers to. Turning on a heel, she made her way back to the studio she was working in so she could close up for the night. There were no official lessons scheduled, and hopefully no one would need her to stay late. Even with no signs of any other people, she hurried away after shooting Joonki a text to meet her at her car.

She sat herself on the hood of her car, a bad habit, really, but one she had no need to break. And for the next few minutes, she did her best to occupy herself with her emails, even though most of them were just junk. It went on like that until she heard footsteps heading her way. “You know, I can practically hear the grudge you’re holding when you walk,” she called out, not looking up just yet. She had to do something to keep the upper hand, even if it was only in her mind; she couldn’t show too much interest yet. Before he could stop her, though, she jumped down and made her way to him, pulling him in for a kiss. It wasn’t exactly quick, but she didn’t care. “Still not interested?” she laughed, a smirk on her lips. @mkxjoonki

[mkxminah-blog]

call → joonki

Minah: Hey, um. It's me. Minah. Listen, I left my glasses in your bathroom when we left this morning and I kind of really need those back.

[mkxminah-blog]

Minah had no idea why she was even doing this, but before she really had time to talk herself out of it, she was in the car on the way to go get a very drunk and very sweet Joonki. In her experience, drinking usually made people more abrasive, not less. She didn’t want him driving, though, so she offered to bring him home (even if her kindness was only so she wouldn’t feel guilty if something happened to him). They were still on the phone, at her request, when she parked her car and headed into the bar. “Stay on the phone until I get to you, okay?”

Looking around for a minute, she finally spotted him and quickly made her way over. She smiled at the fact that he really didn’t have a drink in his hand. “Hi, Joonki. You can hang up now,” she laughed, ending the call and slipping her phone into her back pocket. Maybe things were a little less tense now that he’d been drinking, but maybe they weren’t necessarily better. She’d have to wait and see. “C’mon, let’s get you home, yeah?” @mkxjoonki

[mktalia]

call → j

Talia: Nice to know that you're alive. Since you've been avoiding me for the past two days, you asshole.

[mktalia]

adventures, part 40: the homecoming

Talia was having withdrawl symptoms, as much as she would hate to admit. Joonki had been gone for entirely too fucking long as far as she was concerned and she’d been forced to realize that there were exactly two people in her life that weren’t her mother: Minjun and Joonki. And she loved Min more than anything in the world, but he was her love, not her best friend. He was the person she fell asleep with at night in the comfort of her bed, not the person who she fell asleep in the bathtub next to because he was too drunk to go to bed in fear of throwing up all over his comforter in the night. 

Needless to say, it had been a hard week. Or was it two? Whatever, it sucked.

Her drive to the airport was filled with screaming at passing cars and speeding a little too much, but she didn’t care. Checking her watch, curses left her mouth, her hands hitting the wheel in anger. His plane would be in any minute and she wasn’t there yet. She needed to see him now.

Toe tapping in anticipation, she scanned the crowd until she found him; permanent scowl, her year-old sunglasses on top of his messy hair, coffee in hand. Then she was running to him, grabbing him and wrapping her arms around his neck, most likely squeezing the ever-loving shit out of him. But she didn’t care. “You are never allowed to fucking leave me again, you hear me? Never, not once.”

[mktalia]

adventures, part 39: the tattoo → talia&joonki

Ever since they’d become friends, Talia had been trying to get Joonki to go for a tattoo with her. Granted, it was usually when they were drunk, but that hadn’t stopped him from getting several questionable piercings. It was a mind blowing feat to get him to agree to go with her, and she planned on making the most of it. She hadn’t decided what exactly she was going to get, or where she’d get it, but uncertainty had never stopped her before.

Quickly parking her bike in her garage, she climbed into her truck and took off, heading back to the MK building. She snuck back in, not that it was really necessary since she was supposed to be there anyway, and set off to find her best friend. First, she went to the cafeteria, partially to look for him and partially to buy herself a shitty cup of coffee. She headed to the next place she thought he’d be, running into him on the way there. “Just the guy I was looking for. I’m breakin’ you outta here, J.”