#juyeonmi

[mingyuxmi]

perfectly peaceful.

@juyeonmi

The last time that he went out like this was... well... he couldn’t remember. It was odd actually having a family that did family-like things together. He simply wished that they were going out later in the day so Wonwoo could have joined them. Even so, he understood that his boyfriend had to work, and he was thankful that he was so responsible with it. It was nice that he had Juyeon, his grandfather, and his grandfather’s caretaker to keep him company when usually he’d be stuck at home with a broken arm. Although Minho was the one driving, Sungsoo in the passenger seat, and Juyeon and Mingyu in the back, he already had it in his mind that he’d be the one paying for everyone’s lunch. 

As he looked out the window of the car, he briefly tried to place the last time that he sat anyplace other than the driver’s seat. His eyes trailed to the smaller girl sitting next to him, and down to her hand resting in the middle, between them. He reached over with his right hand and gently gave hers a few pats. “Did you eat breakfast, or is going to be your first meal of the day?”

[hyunjungmi-blog]

delivery girl.

@juyeonmi

The last time she saw Juyeon, as well as every other time before that, it’s been inside of her own apartment. Never before has she actually paid a visit to the younger girl at her new home with her grandfather. She wanted to be polite, as well as overly friendly, so she thought she would take some of her baked goods over when she went to pick her friend up. The two were going to be spending the day together, as they occasionally did. She often finds herself thankful for ever meeting Juyeon, even if the circumstances weren’t ideal.

As soon as she arrives, she takes the tin out of the backseat of her car, holding it nervously in her hands. She wasn’t exactly sure why she was nervous to meet the man, but hopefully, he would find it endearing or something. The smell of the cookies wafted from their container to the air surrounding them and it was enough to cause Hyunjung to want to eat a few herself. Of course, she wouldn’t, because she had more at home. Once she had finally reached the door, she knocked a few times, only for a younger man that appeared to be around her age to answer. “Oh... I haven’t come to the wrong place have I? Because, wow, that’d be embarrassing... Juyeon is here, right?” She felt her cheeks go pink.

[sichengxmi-blog]

Girl On The Train

@juyeonmi

Sicheng generally didn't mind the train; it gave him an opportunity to waste time, which is something he's spent years honing a skill for, only today, he's made a critical miscalculation, underestimating the length of time he'd be out, and his phone has died. 

So without the pleasant distractions of digital idols and the thumb-tapping rhythm games they called home, he was left bored. He hated boredom more than just about anything there was to hate. 

So he let his eyes drift to the other passengers in the car, watching one wrinkly old ahjusshi peel and eat an orange with surprising tenacity, seemingly with little to no regard for how disgusting he was to watch. There was a young couple: an uncannily symmetrical Gangnam Girl who was enthusiastically showing her too-cool boyfriend pictures of what Sicheng could only guess (from the quiet coo she made each time she swiped her screen) were either kittens or babies, maybe bunnies. 

Then there was the girl beside him, who was scribbling away in a small journal she'd pulled from her bag. 

He didn't mean to read what she was writing, in fact, he hadn't really noticed that he had been, that's how bored out of his pretty little mind he was, but unfortunately for him, she had noticed.

He didn't realize this until several seconds after the pen had stopped moving, at which point he let his eyes flutter upwards to meet hers, and was shocked to see that she was looking at him with an something of an awkward smile turning up her lips. 

"Oh...my God," he sputtered, "I'm sorry?"

[mingyuxmi]

missing fragments.

@juyeonmi

To some people, the quiet could be dangerous. Even to Mingyu, the silence was once a violent thing. It used to be during the most soundless moments in which his worst thoughts would spread through his mind like wildfire. Because it’s always been so treacherous, he wanted to befriend it. Hyunwoo had discovered just how powerful it was, so he passed along his skill set to Mingyu through tireless training. It’s unpredictable. He likes being a ghost; being one with the silence and darkness; going unnoticed. Once upon a time, he felt the most comfortable when solely in the presence of none other than himself, even if it wasn’t the safest place. Too much quiet is deafening, and then it’s purpose is defeated.

The solitude of the cemetery always made him feel peaceful. It was a location where he felt connected to his mother, and where he could speak to her without the threat of being heard— usually. Even when he felt as though his guard was down, he always had an instinctive part of himself within his consciousness that tried to remain alerted. His voice dropped levels lower until it ceased completely— someone was here. It only took seconds before he was standing tall and facing the unwanted approaching individual. 

A sour look of disapproval twisted his features as he looked the intruder up and down. Not that she wasn’t allowed here, it was a public place, after all. Even so, the boy felt as though his time with his mother had been... disturbed. “Any reason you’re here and trying to sneak up on me? Very badly, may I add. Why don’t you mind your own business? Ever heard of having respect? Not really that hard, you know.”

[mingyuxmi]

aww.

Sentence Starters: Accepting➡️ ( 9. find your muse swaddled up in blankets )

Wonwoo wasn’t home, so Mingyu didn’t want to be either. Although it was still comfortable without the younger boy around, there wasn’t much that the twenty-one-year-old could do, especially considering that he currently has a broken left arm. Being left-handed, this rendered him unable to do the majority of the things that he enjoyed. Watching television wasn’t exactly an option for him, and he felt bored out of his mind. All that there was to do was think, and given his past experiences, that wasn’t always a very good thing. As a matter of fact, it could get a little dangerous. Because of this, he decides that it’s best for him to leave and go visit with his grandfather for the evening. He hasn’t been over in three days, so he thought it was a nice time to head that way.

It takes him a little while to arrive considering he opts to walk rather than take any sort of assisted transportation. He lets himself in, as Minho had gifted him with a key at his grandfather’s request, and he wanders into the room of the elderly man, warmly smiling in his direction. He’s currently sleeping, so Mingyu didn’t want to be the one to wake him. Instead, he silently wonders to himself if Juyeon is currently in, so he chooses to check from room to room to figure it out. He only walks in and out of a few before locating her, two or three blankets being tightly held around her small frame as she’s nestled into the sofa. A gentle bout of laughter falls from his lips as he approaches to sit next to her. “You look cold.” He paused, scooting a bit closer. “Let me in, I’m basically a human heater.” He loves this girl…

[hyunjungmi-blog]

aww.

Sentence Starters: Accepting➡️ ( 5. watch your muse dozing off while watching tv )

The girl has been in her life for nearly a year. When she first spotted her, she was hiding, hurt, alone... like a bird with broken wings. She was fragile and didn't have anyone to protect her. Seoul typically did this to people. Hyunjung didn't believe that she had much of a choice. Well, that's actually a lie, she knew that she did. There was always the option of leaving her to fend for herself, seeing if this god awful city would strengthen or destroy her, but that wasn't in her nature. The older girl was nurturing and compassionate, so she took her in. Of course, she was still dating Yumi at the time, so the younger girl was brought into a rather toxic environment. Her ex-girlfriend never seemed to be understanding or okay with the decisions she made, so she typically tended to ignore her comments and criticism. 

For a while, Juyeon barely spoke. She was quiet, unresponsive, uncooperative.. but Hyunjung never gave up. She would brush the girl's hair every morning, cook meals for her, wrap blankets around her, and ensure that she had everything she needed to be healthy. Pongo also seemed fond of the teen, always resting his head on her lap and dropping his favorite toy at her feet. Once Hyunjung broke up with her manipulative girlfriend, she got an apartment of her own and left with the young girl and the dog. If she didn't have a place to stay, she wasn't going to throw her out onto the streets, and there was no way in hell that she planned on leaving her with the wicked witch. Times got happier, and Juyeon eventually gained a bit of happiness. It took a while, but the older girl one day was able to see the other's personality in all of its glory. That didn't stop her from being a "mom friend", however, because she still continued to care for her as if she had no other duty in the world. 

Even though she felt like she had to only rely on herself, she still liked not being completely alone after the break-up. But, a few months later, In February of 2017, Juyeon managed to locate a long, lost relative and, not long after that, met her grandfather that was still living, so she moved in with him. It made Hyunjung happy that the younger girl had family that were alive and that she had it in her heart to take care of the older man as if she'd known him all of her life. Being alone doesn't bother her, especially since she has her beloved Pongo and the girl still sometimes visits. Tonight, for example, the three were gathered in the living room, the large dog resting his head on Juyeon's lap like he used to. 

Hyunjung sat on her side of the sofa, eyes watching the drama that played before them, though they soon drifted to the younger sitting a few feet away. She was struggling to keep her eyes open as her head kept lolling back, and the older could only smile at how cute it was. "Juyeon..." She whispered as to not startle her friend. She placed the empty carton that once held ice cream on the coffee table before removing the blanket from her lap and covering the other the best that she could, with the slumbering dog using her as a pillow. The poor girl must have been worn out. Hyunjung reached out and brushed long, blonde locks out of her face, briefly continuing to lovingly stroke her hair. "Ready for me to turn this off?"

[erisxmi]

— young & menace (whisper&eris)

“I only wrote this down to make you press rewind And send a message I was young and a menace “ 

@juyeonmi

“I desperately need your help.” Forget the “hello, how are you?” or any other form of greeting—something that the Black Lotus assassin wasn’t very accustomed to (and it was likely most of her fellow “family” were use to her odd behaviors, hopefully). That and Eris had been seeking out Juyeon for a reason, or more so hunting for her presence, as she never did things all too delicately, especially when she had such a large task on her hand, the weight of thirsting for power & control on her mind. And while she was the type to carry things out solo, she knew she would need forging expertise for this particular issue and the woman she stood before was the one that had popped into her mind immediately. Of course, she tried her best to seem pleasant, hiding away the impatience, the itch of wanting to get out and carry on her plans...except she was missing some very key pieces, which was what kept her lingering in the headquarters with a grim eagerness dancing in her eyes.  “I have a new target that could be very lethal to all of us, so hear me out for one moment, please.” Eris was going to continue, whether warranted or not, even taking the effort to invade the girl’s space a little, hands reaching out for hers to grasp in act of insanity charm. “I need your beautiful talent before I can go after my target, I need you to help me weaken the subject with some very, very crucial documents. Would you be willing to lend a hand?”

[mixhyoseong-blog]

bell to remember ft. @juyeonmi​

“how’s everything going?”

first and foremost, hyoseong and juyeon have already gone through the process of introducing each other as she does to many who are new or unfamiliar of her position, so she easily skips introductions when she enters their headquarters. the room was specifically made to create and conceal forged documents, with the more important ones being elsewhere but generally that was the only reason why this room was left occupied at all costs.

it should be a simple job, at least in the perspective of juyeon’s talents. copying a signature to dethrone a business man that the black lotus labeled “corrupt”--or, in other words, an obstacle--and the execution would be left to hyoseong.

however she was at least considerate enough to bring coffee. too bad it’s black.

“brought you something... for while you work.”