#maneoxyunho

[maneoxjsong]

@maneoxyunho​

It was just like any other day. Any other client. They had discussed boundaries, discussed limits, exchanged payment, and then gotten down to it. They had been mid-act, mid-fuck, when it happened. The man had put him into an uncomfortable position, his hands handcuffed so he couldn’t do anything about it. In fact, that only seemed to help the injury. His hands were behind him when he was pushed down, and before J knew it, pain was shooting from his shoulder. He cried out, swearing, and kicking away the man. That didn’t stop him, but eventually, they were finished, and J was left to pick himself up with a dislocated shoulder. Swearing, he tossed the damn handcuffs, dialing who he knew could help, and heading out. 

That’s how J ended up near Yunho’s office, in near tears. It hurt so bad. He probably looked a mess, hair tousled up and face red from well, being with a client. So, he went straight to where he knew Yunho would be, not even bothering to knock on the door. “Please, help,” he managed out, wincing. 

[maneosora]

⛲️🌅🏜

⛲️: what's your ideal dream date?

Quite simple really. A simple picnic by the Han river, we could watch the sunset or watch the twinkling stars above.

🌅: are you a morning bird or a night owl?

A morning bird definitely. I have different jobs that I juggle in order to pay my mother’s debt so the earlier I am, the earlier I wake up the more time I have on my hands.

🏜: if deserted, what's one thing you'd want to be with you more than anything?

Already answered!

[maneotaeyong]

🍸∞

🍸: Does your muse like to consume alcohol? What’s their favourite kind?

tae isn’t particularly inclined to drink alcohol, but he does like those neon colored specials that cost way too much that he convinces cute people at bars to buy for him. 

∞: Is there something about your muse that has been constant throughout their life?

his depression. jk. but seriously. 

[maneotaeyong]

👀 Above all else, what or whom do you treasure the most?

“right now? definitely the speed dial cuddle pile. they’re the ones who ground me and keep me sane these days.”

[isxulxmaneo]

32 take care of the other when sick

iseul pointed her finger at yunho, locking her stern eyes with his            this was a serious matter, and she wanted to make herself clear. “but.. did you die? did it kill you? NO. so, case closed.”  

 [ flaskback to a week ago.]

'iseul, chill. it’s just.. a cold. he just needs some soup.. right?’ 

looking down at yunho in the bed, her eyes secretly cursed him. if only he wasn’t coughing, sneezing and helplessly overheating, she’d probably be verbally cursing him too. after all, it is his fault for working himself into a bedridden common cold. ironic. a whole medic.. who specializes in health... sick.  issy really was only ticked because she knows he knows better. constantly, being the big brother, yunho told her to keep up with her health always- but because he is so adamant about finding cures for who knows what, he seems to forget to go by his own rules. 

being irritated with him wasn’t going to lower his fever though. 

so, she got to work. first she tucked him into bed and attempted to neatly adjust the pillows under his head. it looked a little messily done but-.. to her, 5 pillows propped under his head just... felt right. after that, she found a face towel, ran it under cold water, and placed it on his head. it took her a few moments to realize she had to ring it out first..... and to place it on his forehead.. not his whole face. gratefully, yunho was asleep, or she’d be slightly embarrassed while wiping his face dry.. and the fact that shortly after.. she’d attempted to make vegetable porridge and burned through one of his pots. she figured the food it’s self was still okay.. sick people food or medicine didn’t need to smell or taste good, right? well, she thought that until she tasted it for herself. 

plopping herself down next to his bed, iseul leaned over into her hands lost.    iseul didn’t know a thing about nursing someone to health. maybe she should’ve told quinn it was an emergency. // letting out a little sound of distress, she turned to yunho, begging. “yunnie, wake up and tell me what to do. i couldn’t even make yachae jook.” iseul sighed again, thinking. before she knew it, she was using this moment to confess. “-.. and... i burned through one of your pots, ON ACCIDENT.” noticing he was still asleep, she moved her chair closer to his bed and rested her head next to him. a few moments passed, and she nearly fell asleep herself... but then-.. she smelled something burning.. again.

her nose sniffed in the smell before she realized, she left the stove AND the remaining failed porridge on. it was almost comical that the night ended in her having to use a fire extinguisher and listen to a couple of officers lecture her about fire safety. 

[maneoxjsong]

13 sharing smiles

J found himself visiting Yunho, his handheld switch in hand. Truthfully, J just needed something to do, and nowadays he was lonely. So what better thing to do than visit one of his friends in the med bay? He sat now, in one of the beds, legs crossed as he leaned back and played his game. “So, when is the next prank?” he hummed, “I’d love to help.” And as if on cue, that brought a smile to both of their faces.