#meet jongsu

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@boysfromtheburbs wants a single father~

Even when the weather wasn't hot like it was that day, Jong-su loved to bring his son to the pool. Jin-su loved to swim, as if he was born for the water. At only 5 years old he was a stronger swimmer than many adults, and that filled him with such a sense of pride. This pride, however, was not enough to ease his troubled mind that day.

As Jin-su played in the water, raced around, swimming as if he was finally free, Jong-su hugged the edge of the pool. He had been leaning his head on his arms for quite a while, when he straightened up, his eyes caught the sight of the lifeguard. Who seemed to be looking right at him.

He'd seen this lifeguard almost countless times. Enough that he could manage a weak, polite smile back at him. Although, there was not much to smile about.

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we could try tonight. (lyche -> jong-su!)

Intimate prompts oo lala

Their relationship had somehow blossomed and evolved into something new. Something terrifying. Jong-su had been so wary to take it any step forward. His son was the most important thing to him. The risk of bringing someone into their life so closely, for it to potentially go wrong, was agonising.

"Jin-su has already been hurt once, Lychee." The sadness on his face was vivid, as he tucked hair behind her ear. "I don't think I'm allowed to make decisions about just me, anymore." It was not only Jong-su that could get hurt by this. If it was, he wouldn't care. But he had to protect his son.

His son, who was having a sleepover with a friend. And wasn't there.

"But... tonight... can be just ours, can't it?" He moved closer to her, the hand by her ear settled against her cheek, as the other found her hip. "It's been a long time... since I did something just for myself. I don't really remember what that feels like."

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“Against eternal injustice, man must assert justice, and to protest against the universe of grief, he must create happiness.”

@corsetslaced

"Tell me why we've been brought here."

Jong-su clung to his young son in his arms, only four years of age. Jin-su hugged him around his neck, looking around them at all the unfamiliar people, in this unfamiliar place. As frightened as he was, the brave little boy kept his tears inside.

Hadn't they been through enough? It felt like he had only just managed to get his son to sleep throughout the night without him waking up from nightmares, and suddenly they were summoned to this... siren court?

He could guess the reason. But he wouldn't call his actions a crime.

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❛   dressed .   help  my  muse  put  on  an  article  of  clothing . (Lychee -> Jong-Su~)

@magiirealism

Lychee was certainly talented when it came to making clothes. Jong-su had never been particularly interested in clothing or fashion, wore things almost only because humans made it mandatory. He did enjoy looking good of course, but this body wasn't really his, and so it didn't matter to him as much as it seemed to everyone around him. However, that had slowly changed. Lychee cared, had such enthusiasm and creativity, and Jong-su was lucky enough to witness the creative process a few times. He saw the magic in it all by now.

What he hadn't expected was for Lychee to make him anything. There he was, crouching down so that Lychee could reach to help him put on a jacket she was making, still with some pins in the sleeves so they had to move ever so delicately.

"You really didn't have to make me anything, Lychee. Doesn't it take too much of your time?" Not that he wasn't grateful!!

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@seekesotsibteadmist

Jong-su and his son were in the practice room. Jin-su, still only five years old, was struggling to learn how to control his gifts. While his father could shapeshift without a problem, the little Mishipeshu often found it hard to morph correctly, and in particular, found it hard to hide his natural ears. However, morphing was not the training session today. It was fighting. Light fighting, of course - some might just call it 'pouncing class'. That is, until the door opened.

Jong-su was quick to stop, changing from his natural form to human. He stood tall and ready to speak to the other, when his son stomped over to them. Jin-su jumped eagerly, more like a kitten than a panther despite his body. His serpent tail swished and swayed happily. Paws reached up, stroking at the other's leg. It seemed he wanted to be pet.

"Forgive my son." Jong-su offered with a little smile. The other was familiar, he'd seen them around plenty. He was struggling to recall a name, though...

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@sentimentalscientia liked this for a starter from daddy jongsu

Jong-su had allowed his son to go swimming in his true form with Rak. It was excellent training, but it really did wipe the toddler out. Jin-su was currently bundled in a towel, snuggled against Jong-su, enveloped in one arm. Jin-su had arms around his father's neck where he hid his face. The child had returned to his typical human form - all aside from the panther-like ears poking out and the long, swaying serpentine tail which went way past the towel.

"Hey - Mel, right?" Catching her just as she walked pass. Jong-su was very much trapped in this seated position. One false move and Jin-su would wake up all whiny! "Can you bring me that chair?" She was a strong wolf right? She could manage pulling over a chair so he could lay his son down on it, surely.

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@unfinishedjulyrain​ liked THIS for a starter from my new daddy muse <3

Jong-su was just casually sitting with his feet up and ankles crossed on Nachim’s desk when Hana entered. He was half surprised, actually. It was a little hard to keep up with where Hana was, or who she was with, or who she was bringing onto the ship. Nachim had certainly relaxed his rules for this little siren. It made him wonder... did Nachim have some sort of plan? 

“Hana, right?” Asked as he twirled Nachim’s little pocket knife. Asked if he had a doubt in his mind. Hana was practically famous on the ship! “Aren’t you Poseidon’s daughter?”

Was he using Hana to get to her father for some big scheme? It would certainly make sense...

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@notfrsale​ ​ liked this for a starter from my new muse!

Jong-su had left his son, Jin-su, on the ship with Rak - he was good with kids and it gave Jong-su a break. In this moment of relaxation the monster decided to stroll along the beach. He’d be checking out the lakes the following day with Jin-su, so just wanted to not have to think too seriously for the time being.

It was on this idle walk alone that he spotted something a little odd. A... creature? No, a person? Jong-su approached casually but slowly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Was it sleeping? Unconscious? Jong-su crouched and reaching out to touch it, patting and shaking to get a reaction.