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[krxmihyun-blog]

Spider!

a starter where my character spots a spider while in the shower.

>>                            Sunhwa Apartments #101, 10:18 a.m.                               <<

Mihyun stomped back into the living room, glaring at Mark. 

She had awoken to Mark sitting across from her, staring at her intensely. She didn’t ask how long he’d been staring, just asked him why he was being suck a creep for and his reply was simply: “a spider.” That was when she noticed he was soaking wet, hair damp, a towel that had definitely seen better days wrapped around his waist, feet bare, legs surprisingly nearly hairless.

Mihyun was a woman who did not care if there were spiders in her shower as long as they didn’t like jump at her or move quickly towards her in any way. Matter of fact, she had had many spider friends who would hang out in the corner of her bathroom for a few weeks then disappear from her apartment entirely. Meaning, she was irritated to say the least. Sleep was her only reprieve from the aches she suffered daily and she considered it sacred, the only thing that would have made it worse, was if he had actually shaken her awake. He was smart not to or there would be one less person on this planet. 

Mihyun had gotten up, grabbed a coupon for a chicken place and strode into the shower, coaxed the spider hanging out in the basin of the tub onto the coupon and walked to Mark’s front door, exited the building, kneeled next to the flowers and watched as the spider frantically scampered off into the shrubs before returning. 

“You’re paying for lunch.” Mihyun declared, shoving the coupon in his face. 

[chanyeolxkr]

guilt ;

     If there could be one word that could define Chanyeol, clumsy would perhaps be the closest thing to it. He remembers some from that night -- the pain from the chafing of his palms against granite, the agony of his stomach protesting and threatening to hurl its contents out. He also remembers the face of someone familiar, and the vile stench of his own regurgitation right before he passed out. 

Never will I ever trust myself again. 

     Which was the sole reason as of why he would be standing in the middle of an almost empty cafe at one minute past 7 in the morning, looking every bit as repentant as he felt inside. 

     “Good morning...sir,” he scratched the back of his elfish ear out of anxiety. “I know we haven’t really spoken...I’m Park Chanyeol. I come here almost every morning for a cup of coffee!” He added, hoping that it would jolt the other’s memory -- good memories of him, at least. “And I’m...really sorry for my careless actions a few days ago!” He had half yelled his apology, at the same time bending at the waist at a ninety-degree angle in hopes to show the sincerity of his apology. 

     “I know a simple apology probably won’t help or anything, but...I’m a broke college student and I have to pay bills and rent and I don’t have much money to replace your clothes right now...” He continued to ramble off mindlessly. “But if you don’t mind, I would gladly help out at the cafe! That is...to repay you for all the trouble and damages...” 

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[krxseunghoon-blog]

» adventure time.

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at moments like that, seunghoon hated his job. he had no idea for how long he had been already standing in the middle of cold and empty parking lot, where he was surrounded solely by a few cars. at this point the concept of time seemed to be just an illusion. in one hand he held his notebook and a pen whilst the other was gripping on his phone, hoping his boss would give him a call and say ‘never mind, you can go home.’ but no. the politician he was waiting for was nowhere to be seen, so he looked over the nearby hotel’s sign — the place where the man was supposed to stay — to make sure it was the right one.

“looks like we’re not getting a single word from mr. yoon.” he mused to himself and turned around with resignation to then head towards his car. opening the rear door, it took him several seconds to become surprised by the fact that apparently he hadn’t locked it before. luckily enough, the absence of any living soul around spared him from dealing with a yet another problem that could be the car clout.

maybe the backseat wasn’t the most comfortable bed but it was still better than freezing to death out there. using his jacket as a blanket, he curled up and it was the matter of mere minutes to fall asleep. it might’ve seemed to be a paradox. at home it would take him hours to finally doze off but it could’ve been the circumstances and the accumulated exhaustion that made it way easier for him to flake out.

keeping his eyes shut, he suddenly furrowed his brows as the sound of running wheels and slight bumping jolted him awake. now it was even more impossible for seunghoon to tell how many minutes or hours had passed. carefully getting up, he squinted and looked out of the window to see morning had rolled in. but the moving view made him extremely unsettled, especially since it wasn’t similar to a parking lot at all. fearfully directing his gaze towards the driver seat, noticing a strange male got a high-pitched squeal out of him. “who are you?!” he shouted, tightly hugging his jacket as though it was a teddy bear. 

[krxchaeyoung-blog]

Scoped ; r&m

> @krxmarktuan

there are, generally, only three places you can find chaeyoung willingly relaxing in. one being the allure nightclub during the day and before her shift, her condo in skyhall apartments, and seoltang cafe.

today, for example, was one of those days where she was quite bored yet active at the same time, and after a bit of decision making, came to the conclusion that getting a coffee at the nearest cafe was the best case scenario.

it was a small, yet homely-feeling establishment that drew her in time and time again. she had almost became a regular, in a sense, in getting to know the cashiers and servers well enough that they almost always remembered the exact same order she got every time: a black coffee, no cream, with a small cinnamon bun on the side.

she did seem a bit out of place, though, that was for sure. among the work clothes of associates going to and from their jobs, chaeyoung entered the building dressed in black ripped skinny jeans, large black boots, a flannel tied around her thin waist, and a small white t-shirt that had the words “dope out in allure” written in crazy font across the front. against her standoff-ish outfit, her fiery-red hair stood out against the backdrop, causing bystander’s eyes to be drawn towards her almost subconsciously

she sure was a sight.

she followed her schedule like usual; walking up to the register, getting her order and paying, then taking a seat in the back corner of the cafe near the window where she could look out and admire the world.

and it was at this exact moment that she felt a dagger-like pair of eyes staring at her.

whipping her head around to face the morning crowd in the cafe, she locked eyes with a man, specifically the man she knew as the owner of the cafe. she never really had spoken to him, which made it slightly weird for him to be watching her so intently.

as the two stared at each other, unmoving and unwavering, a few thoughts and possibilities passed through chaeyoung’s head.

one, that he could actually be seeing her wings and that they might be poking out slightly. this worried her, but she didn’t want to risk looking and checking back lest she end up exposing more than she meant too.

two, that he (in a creepy way) was viewing her as attractive. this was a possibility, one that seemed more plausible in chaeyoung’s eyes, but after looking more deeply at his expression as such, she realized that he held a sort of blank look on him. sort of if he was in a trance.

"excuse me, sir? is there a problem?” she called out in his direction. a few eyes glanced up to see him but quickly looked away as they went back to their business. he, on the other hand, still was the same.

now, she could officially say she was worried.

[krshou-blog]

{ ヾ escapist

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It was late at night and Shou had just finished up his night shift over at Chapter One. He was making his way back home through his usual route, relying heavily on the familiar scents. Since it was so dark Shou definitely couldn’t see where he was going and the night was always quieter than during the day time. He had his hands in his pockets and he was humming a light tune. However, he stopped dead in his tracks when a familiar scent began to drift his way. 

Shou immediately let out a loud groan. Taemin was in the area and Shou didn’t want to deal with that guy tonight. On the surface Taemin was a thorn in Shou’s side but, deep down Shou actually cares for him. It’s a complicated relationship. Taemin wasn’t in any danger obviously, or else Shou would have been able to sense it. He desperately wanted to avoid Taemin tonight so he turned around and began to run. 

He didn’t care where he was running but he was trying to run away from the scent. Shou didn’t realize he was beginning to run in an area he didn’t know that well. But he didn’t care. He just didn’t want to deal with the trouble that Taemin always seemed to attract. 

The next thing he knew he turned a corner and full on collided with another person. Shou didn’t recognize this person’s scent at all but he reached down and forcefully grabbed the other person and helped him to his feet. “At least you’re not Taemin...” he mumbled to himself. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to run into you like that.”

[jiminxkr-blog]

> plant problems

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‘empty’ was usually the word to describe floralis. being a flower shop, hardly any people came on a day to day basis, but jimin was one of the few. he adored the shop, coming almost everyday to either buy a plant or simply admire them.

but when jimin walks in today, he sees another figure next to the rows of bright orchids. it’s a pleasant surprise, he’s happy to see the shop getting more business (because god knows jimin would be devastated if it was ever shut down). though, on closer inspection the customer doesn’t exactly seem…pleasant?

more like confused. so jimin takes the opportunity to walk up to the other. trying to figure out what the man was looking at, he smiles, though there’s a glint of amusement in his eyes. “considering that you’re look at orchids that are too big to fit in that pot you’re holding, i’m going to assume that this is your first time here. am i correct?“

[krjacksonwang-blog]

Costume!

Oh halloween, the season of fun and fright. Jackson absolutely adored halloween, he loved seeing the children beam with excitement and the neighborhood transform into a street full of haunted houses. His favorite tradition however was watching people dress up in ridiculous costumes, much like the one he was currently wearing and scrutinizing in the mirror in front of him.  Normally Jackson would put together something clever and simple from whatever he had laying around at home, but the fitness center was having an event for their employees. Being the competitive person that he is, Jackson decided it was either go big or go home. So for the sake of a second opinion he had dragged along his friend Mark, who was waiting outside the changing stall.“Hey Mark, do you think this tail makes my butt look big?” He couldn’t help but jest as he stepped out of the stall dressed as a less than appropriate werewolf. He wasn’t even sure how this had gotten into the pile of costumes to try on, but why pass on a chance to try on something so ridiculous if not for the shits and giggles of it.“As much as I don’t mind being in nothing but furry pants and ears, I’m not sure it’ll be enough to win, what should I try on next?”

[jiminxkr-blog]

poppin puns

@krxmarktuan

seriously- jimin’s having way too much fun in a situation like this. it might be childish, sure, but not just anyone can get stuck in a time loop. living the same day over and over might be boring for some. but only if they continue doing the same actions. jimin’s day- or rather, days- had been changed in every way.

all except one.

it was a small one too- something to keep jimin reminded that this was, in fact that same day. over. and over. again.

a joke. a literal joke. and over the past few days, mark had been on the receiving end of the poor pun.

and right now, was the time that mark was supposed to be walking down the street, unaware of jimin’s brilliant pun.

jimin pops out of the coffee shop he was waiting in, stopping in front of mark with a large smile.

“hey mark- why was a bee’s hair sticky?”