#jxhynsng

[ladyxdeities]

jxhynsng

There was something strange about the lingering presence within the half exterior of his own apartment. Strange how a single thing had caused the very ends of his own hair to stand on end — that a well practiced suspicious mannerism was something that was well embedded into his own mental and habitual lifestyle that Hyunseung paused, lips pursing together faintly as he glanced around. Carefully calculating.

Inhale.

A quiet sound of air that lingered in his lungs as every step entered within the very home was — in his opinion — as silent as ever. Slipping into the kitchen and grasping those digits around a the first set of the sharpest appliance those digits twisted upon,  bringing the v-of the very set of blades in his grasp. “I know you’re in here.”

Exhale. 

Do not kill. 

He was half hidden in the kitchen. Shirtless, and bare and almost ready to be struck if she chose to do so. “If you’re going to break into a house, at least don’t call out to the people in the home, you know.” A taunting voice that called out to her.

The young female's eyes widened in scrutiny. She might have entered a wrong premise indeed. Krystal instinctively had her alert up ever since as she knew she was followed by someone else, and now, guarded by the place's owner. She could feel the presence but she couldn't blame the other -she had entered without being welcomed. She could always go invisible but somehow she knew that at the moment, she just couldn't hide her presence anymore.

She had jumped in her place hearing a male's voice. So he's a he. Her eyes found him on the kitchen peeking to see her. She would have approached or just go out but she couldn't bring herself away from the door she intended to stay close for sometime.

"I needed to stay for a while!", she said straight to the point, "I mean no harm"

She froze as she hear footsteps outside the door. She knew she had made some distance while she ran to this place, and it could be anyone, but the frail girl chose to be careful. I can't go. She only mouthed the words to the male, careful not to be heard.

[archive4selentieun]

█ ▌inhale, exhale. ░ n ✕ h.

“Just because you're broken now-                                                                            Doesn't mean I'm any better.”

[ ♕ ]   She took her precious time exploring the night club, shuffling away from the crowd of desperation lingering on the dance floor. Clearing her throat quietly from the aroma of liquor and lust taking over the figures that began to grasp and grind against one another. Every dip to curve molding perfectly against one another, they formed into a bond that'll only separate when the night ends or part ways early sunrise. Her mind was beginning to be quite hazy, it was as if it was spinning out of control and suddenly it was difficult to catch her breath.

Guiding herself towards one of the exit doors, frantically pushing on the handle to open the door. The cool air brushing along her porcelain skin, a dust of pink coming on the apples of her cheeks soon afterwards. It's cold yet the aura seems better than what was inside of the club nonetheless.

Naeun takes a glimpse of the male's shadows hidden upon the bricked walls, the dim street light doing no justice for her view only to take notice of the spark coming from the lighter. The tiny fire lighting up the cancer stick that was pinched between his pale lips, the smoke ticking the tip of her nose causing her to scoff quietly to herself. He's a smoker and she dislikes the smell of the cigarette that lingers around the air. Leaning back against the wall, shivers running up her spine from the cold touch as she rests her hands on her sides, clutching onto her hips lazily. Keeping a fair, safe distance between the both of them because she didn't really have time to be in danger or cause any arguments either.

"You know, those could kill you." The words came out rather faintly, a whisper so to speak. It slipped out rather naturally and he's just a stranger in the woman's eyes, not really caring if she gets a response or not. Since she spoke rather softly she'd be amazed if the stranger picked up on what she just said.

[noctisuji]

mlnchxly, jxhynsng, tteology, mirimim are now following you.

Her reasoning behind her questionable occupation as a "psychic" had as many holes as swiss cheese; it had started out as a joke between herself and Jiyeon, and after she'd had time to think about it, it didn't seem like a poor use of her time. Naturally, her rates would be very small (as deceiving as she was, she wasn't completely unethical) and it could be a good usage of her ability. She'd grown quite successful at controlling her empathic gift -- both by sheer force of will and various distractions -- but she hadn't bothered to do anything useful with it.

Bored and restless, she chalked up the day as a slow one and left her post, deciding instead to wander the streets for a while until class time. The streets were remarkably busy for the afternoon -- either with those leaving their workday early or the typical hustle and bustle of a sunny day. Suzy was just another face in the crowd, but the large number of passersby caused her to keep her eyes on her feet, measuring each step with great precision. It was the only way to shut out the flurry of emotions she could sense.

[minhyvun]

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Minhyun will become scared or even violent to anyone who reminds him of his father