#mpxhyuk

[mpjisoo-blog]

Awkward

@mpxhyuk Yawning slightly, Jisoo stretched her long arms over her head. Working a night job had its perks, but it messed up her whole sleep schedule considering she had to get up at 8 AM for university, but didn't get back from the Magic Carpet until around 4 AM. The purple colored bags under her eyes were a constant frustration, and no matter how much concealer they used they seemed to be pretty much tattooed on her face. Frowning slightly at the thoughts plaguing her, she almost missed a familiar head of dark bluish hair rush past her into the club. "Oi, excuse me sir! You have to check in with your ID first, come back here right now!" Jisoo exclaimed angrily, but not before catching a glimpse of Hyuk's sheepish grin. Of course it just had to be him, he never failed to annoy her, no matter where they were. Sure they lived in the same apartment complex and were both children of Norse gods, but something about him always rubbed Jisoo the wrong way. He had never been rude to her per say, but they just didn't seem to see eye to eye either. Not that Jisoo really cared, as long as he stayed out of her business and didn't cause a fuss. But here he was showing up at Magic Carpet, and already making her job even harder. All he had to do was show her his ID and then he could go about his merry way. Rolling her eyes, she plopped a pale hand out in front of him, gesturing for Hyuk to show her the ID or else. She secretly hoped that this was the only contact that would happen between them all night. After all her job was troublesome enough, without having to deal with this particular demigod.

[mphongbin-blog]

'Are you frightened?’

who had the nerve to ask him-- ‘excuse me? you surely weren’t talking to me, right?’ 

hongbin was easily offended-- his defense was automatically raised to a peak--, especially when it came to certain weaknesses of his. even though he was frightened with relative ease, he had no idea what he was supposed to be frightened of in that moment. 

‘you better not have been talking to me. turn your little ass around if you were; i don’t play games.’

[inarimp-blog]

he’s so fluffy // hyuk & inari

Wow, look at this fine establishment, Inari thought to himself, looking up at the front of it. One of the new kits of his messenger foxes, strapped to his front in a baby carrier, whined unhappily, wanting food. The kit didn’t have great sentence structure yet in his fox language - Vulpian, Inari liked to call it - so she was mostly spouting ‘food’ and ‘give’ and ‘want’. Inari, standing in front of Noona, planned to give the best food that Mount Phoenix could provide. Foxes deserved no less of course, and he didn’t exactly know where the best food the city provided, but a place as pretty as this has got to be a decent choice.  He wordlessly scratched the back of the foxes ear, cooing softly, before striding in. The aircon hit him, and he nodded to the kit’s chittering explanation. He agreed, it was very welcome. The interior was lovely, and it seemed to be one of those places where you couldn’t just sit down, but you had to be ushered.  He came up who seemed to be the most important person, or at least, one of the workers who looked like he had authority, putting on his best smile. “Hello sir, I’d like a table for two please,” he smiled, over the kit who attempted to lick his chin.  @mpxhyuk

[mpsana]

Trespass ; sana&hyuk

Horrible. Just horrible. The first class had her almost snoring. Sana was just glad it's over so she could finally go back to the dorm to get some shut eye. She clumsily started to pack away her pen and notebook into her bag before getting to her feet. Her vision was a literal blur and she could barely make out what anyone was trying to tell her. It only made sense to wave to the other demigods assuming they were saying goodbye. An exhausted sigh slips past her lips as she trudges out of the classroom.

A heavy feeling loomed over her walk back to the dorm rooms. She could barely keep her bag from falling off her shoulders. Sana was a sleepy wreck. It was a good thing her next class was cancelled because she would definitely not be able to listen to anything her professor was saying. There was a glint of relief in her eyes when the building of the dorms was in sight.

She took the elevator and leaned against the cold metal surface, waiting to get to her floor. Once the door opened, she stepped into the corridor and made her way down the hallway. At this point, the edges of her vision were turning dark and the world was starting to grow silent. She had finally reached her room - or so she thought.

Sana made her way into the room before discarding her bag to the side. Half of the world was dark already before she plopped onto the bed and soon enough, she got the shut eye that she needed.