#mp-jinseok

[exmpxdiana]

heart to heart;

@mp-jinseok

It felt like it had been forever since Diana had had a moment to write, and it was beyond frustrating to her. So, given that she had the day off, she decided that today was the day that she would get some writing done. She had told Hwiyoung she was working and had risked turning off her phone, just in case he decided to check in. She just wanted a little bit of peace. She just wanted to write. It used to make her happy, and she just wanted to feel that for a moment.

But she had been sitting at her kitchen table, staring at her notebook for the past two hours, and she had barely written a word. A few scant notes lined the margins of the page, but nothing real. She was just coming up blank. It was like someone had flipped a switch on her creativity, had just completely turned it off. She sighed, resting her head on her folded arms and closing her eyes.

Then someone knocked on the door. She jolted upright, her eyes wide and her heart hammering. But it couldn’t be Hwiyoung--it would have been pounding if it were him, surely. She took a deep breath and stood on shaky legs, grabbing a hoodie from her couch before she made her way to the door. It was warm in her apartment, but she tugged the sweater on anyway to cover the discoloured splotches on her arms and shoulders.

“Oh, Jinseok,” she breathed when she opened the door, pleasantly surprised and relieved to see her cousin. “I wasn’t expecting you. Do you need something?”

[exmpxdiana]

decoy;

@mp-jinseok​

“I know this sounds really weird, but would you mind pretending to be my date for a bit?” Diana whispered into Jinseok’s ear as soon as she approached him, leaning in intimately close, her trembling hands placed gently on his chest. Apparently, heartbreak and anger made her bold. She just wanted Hwiyoung to think she was unbothered. To think that she could move on as quickly as he had. And there was the fact that Jinseok was strong, imposing despite his sweet nature, and she needed something to make her feel safe. 

She dared to glance at Hwiyoung out of the corner of her eye, saw him watching. Good. Maybe he would leave her alone from now on. “I just want to scare off my ex,” she continued, glad for all the blue body paint now that she could feel her face heating up. It was weird and embarrassing to be asking her cousin for such a favour, after all. But it felt necessary.

[raidenxmp]

Feeling welcomed - @mp-jinseok​

Maybe he was too loud or, the other was too close to hear his conversation with a customer, either way, they ended up having a conversation. Raiden explained (briefly) his situation and kept the topic towards the client service dynamic that he was still not used to but, time would be his best ally.

The more words they shared, the less formal Raiden was, accepting, without a second thought, the offer to see everything in the island. "It does mean a lot that you are willing to show me around. Tomorrow around 2 in the afternoon then?"

He was fairly new and, although he was adjusting pretty well to the lifestyle in his new home, he only knew the store he owned and the route to his apartment (his mother, who was the only one he was linked to directly, lived in the same complex so, he hadn't had the chance to explore more).

[mpxtsukuyomi]

[ assist ] sender helps the receiver with a task they’re struggling in

Recently, Tsukuyomi developed the habit of drinking coffee. He was still in the process of experimenting with coffee shop classics, so “newer” variations like cold brew were rather out of the question at the moment. Tea had always been his go-to caffeine, but with recent changes in his life, he felt he needed something stronger. What a joke, a deity like him needing coffee to last the morning. But then again, mornings, or in fact daylight, weren’t his time. He excused himself that way for needing the help of external substances. Natural cane sugar was his choice of sweetener, and, completely blind under broad daylight, he had no idea which he was fiddling with; they all felt the same inside the sugar packet container. He hated asking for help, but he had no choice; strictly adhering to his sugar preference was key. He turned to the table right behind him, where he could feel the presence of another, and he cleared his throat softly, head lowered slightly out of politeness. “Excuse me... would you be so kind to show me which is the brown sugar?”

[mpxvalentina]

❛ are we gonna talk about last night? ❜

Tentative eyes trailed up from where Valentina was staring into the coffee mug in her hands. She was confused as she met Jinseok’s eyes, not quite placing all her memories from the night before in the right boxes in her mind. All she really remembered so soon after waking was meeting up with Jinseok while she was out with a few friends bar hopping, having a few drinks together and having a great time like they usually do together. Then all she can remember is waking up what she could only assume was his couch. Her head was pounding and she felt sick to her stomach, she hadn’t partied that hard in a while and it was coming back to haunt her very quickly. She chewed at her lip for a moment before she shrugged and spoke up sluggishly.

“Well obviously we didn’t sleep together because, number one you’re in a very loyal relationship and number two I’m on the couch. So, that means I must have done some reckless while we were out and you had to play knight in shining armor?” At least he had the decency to sound apologetic for what she could only imagine was her being quite a handful while inebriated.

[mpxchinsun]

Cousins

cont from here w/ @mp-jinseok ft Chinsun & Jinseok 

“Old-?!” Chinsun physically flinches as she hears the words from the (admittedly) younger demigod in her apartment. Even if he had said ‘older’, some words were still not friendly! Leant forward towards her bathroom mirror she had been finishing her eyeliner before nearly giving herself a very Egyptian eye look as she hears him shout out, not appreciating being shooed away when she was trying to get ready for her work gala. Yet, hearing his dejected voice she groans softly, rolling her eyes before dropping her eyeliner back onto the sink counter top and pulls her dress straps back up over her shoulders. 

“Alright, fine. I can spare a few more minutes” she grumbles, moving through her bedroom and back towards him as she collects her sling back heels on the way. “Zip me up?” She requests, gathering up her hair with her free hand and turns, in need of help to zip up the back of her cocktail dress. 

[mpxizanami]

❛ it’s not my baby. she's my friend's daughter. ❜

Raising an eyebrow at the young man, Izanami merely chuckled, a little amused by the clarification. She stared down at the baby girl in the pram for a good moment, swearing to the heavens she could almost see Jinseok’s eyes in her, but the boy wasn’t lying, and she knew. She let her fine trimmer run through the side of Jinseok’s head, carving out fine lines in his new undercut, eventually turning the small machine off to stop the noise. “Would you want a baby girl as adorable as this one?” She mused, a hand brushing at the back of his head and his neck to remove bits of hair stuck on his skin, another gesturing towards the pram next to them. “Perhaps you might, when you’ve found the right person to raise a child with.”

[mpxmelody]

❝ Baby, It’s cold outside ❞

jingle bell memes: still accepting

“C’mon Jinseok, I’m hungry! We can play later.” Melody whined as she shoved her mitten covered hands further into her pockets. Deep brown eyes watching her big, little brother giggle and start doing snow angels in the middle of the snow-covered park. If she wasn’t so amused with his child-like delight she would be more grumpy, considering they were supposed to be heading to lunch. The older of the two stood there, shivering and her stomach rumbling while also trying to hide her own giggles at Jinseok truly enjoying himself. It reminded her of her much younger brothers back home and how they enjoyed the heavily snowed-in winters of Buffalo. It made her homesick for just a moment before shaking it off and simply watching this brother have the time of his life in the icy powder.

A content sigh spilled from her lips as she stood there and watched him with a gentle smile. Before long, however, the older sister was whining again. “If you don’t hurry up, I’m going to go get lunch without you!”