seoyoung gets a job for one simple reason: to get out of the house and away from her family. the reason as to why is something that she keeps to herself, and due to her quiet nature her parents don’t ask and take it as her coping with the events that happened that night.
when she wakes at night it feels like she can taste the salt water from the ocean in her throat, nightmares bringing her to a cold sweat and leaving her with only a handful of hours of sleep before light breaks into their world. at first she thinks it’s her own magic tricking her but seoyoung quickly realizes that it’s not that, that she’s in denial and what happened in the underwater kingdom would surely haunt her for years to come.
but she attempts to shake the visuals of that day out of her head, at least temporarily. (un)surprisingly business at the magic shop was relatively slow and so unfortunately the faun finds herself slipping back and forth between her own thoughts and present time. she doesn’t want to go back to her imagination but at the same time her co-worker wasn’t one to leave the atmosphere with a second’s worth of silence. she understands as the newer worker she’d need to go under training--at least that’s what she was told--but the male was getting slightly annoying.
“namjoon,” that was his name.. right, “you like to talk a lot, don’t you?”
her words can easily be taken as a simple observation on his character. there’s nothing harsh or threatening between them, her tone still gentle, and even her facial features wouldn’t be able to tell anyone if she was annoyed or not.
♣ !! ☼ ( feel free to mix them up for the same thing :> )
Send me ♣ for a drunk text
[to: namjoonie hyung] it woudl hae hurt lses if he jsut told me he didnt love me[to: namjoonie hyung] woudltn it be better th at way? if that’s wall it was/?
Send me !! for a threatening text
[to: namjoonie hyung] how the fuck could you keep something like that from me???[to: namjoonie hyung] how could you act like everything was FINE????[to: namjoonie hyung] you could have fucking PREVENTED THIS[to: namjoonie hyung] but no[to: namjoonie hyung] you just let me date a fucking HUNTER as if that doesnt put my LIFE AT RISK OR ANYTHING!!!
Send me ☼ for a morning text
[to: namjoonie hyung] i want my $50 you owe me.[to: namjoonie hyung] just paypal it to me. i don’t want to talk.
( / text to ; jin ♥ ) Glad you think so! I will just study without all the homework and teachers. I always liked studying. I've read encyclopedia for fun before! ( / text to ; jin ♥ ) Anyways I did have a small random question ( / text to ; jin ♥ ) Why didn't you tell me Jimin was staying at your place? I didn't even know you knew him ( / text to ; jin ♥ ) I met up with him at your place. We had to talk about some things.
( / text to ; namjoonie💕 ) lol joonie you’re so cute, that doesnt surprise me at all- should i start buying you encyclopedias then?
( / text to ; namjoonie💕 ) oh? i didn’t realize i never told you
( / text to ; namjoonie💕 ) i guess it slipped my mind or something? i cant believe you didnt know i knew him, i talk about jiminnie all the time!!!
( / text to ; namjoonie💕 ) like, he’s my best friend. maybe you just didnt realize i meant that jimin?
( / text to ; namjoonie💕 ) either way, its not a big deal, jiminnie has stayed over before but im sorry for the confusion :(
( / text to ; namjoonie💕 ) and dw he can have whoever he wants come over since its basically his place too right now!
( / text to ; jin ♥ ) Don't freak out or anything. I'm fine but I'm thinking it is best to drop out of school. ( / text to ; jin ♥ ) I'm going to miss it but I am getting no where. ( / text to ; jin ♥ ) Even though I was only telling you through a text I feel so relieved. ( / text to ; jin ♥ ) I like this :)
( / text to ; namjoonie💕 ) i wont tell you not to do it, because this is your life and you’ll make whatever decisions you want to regardless of what i say
( / text to ; namjoonie💕 ) but im really proud of you for making such a big decision like this
( / text to ; namjoonie💕 ) i’m sure it was difficult- but it’s always there if you want to go back again, of course!
( / text to ; namjoonie💕 ) thank you for telling me <3 you’re still just as wonderful and important with or without a college degree right now or in the future
Send me ☹ for a sad/emotional textSend me ♣ for a drunk textSend me !! for a threatening text
[ msg! namjoon ] what the fuck is this contraption??
[ msg! namjoon ] it;s too briht namjoon i can barely see
[ msg! namjoon ] idrank a bigt and theres’ huma ns trnaing to put their num er in my phone
[ msg! namjoon ] fuckn you why did you buy this for me it’ s a menace
[ msg! namjoon ] this is the fumabest thing you’ve ever doen
[ msg! namjoon ] iCAN’T TYPE NAMJOON hLEPO FUCk You
[ msg! namjoon ] i’mgoign to kill yuu i seawar i’ going to make the curse so much fucking wORSE you’re going to die a fucking virgin i’m going to sacrificw you to pagan g o ds
[ msg! namjoon ] ///// i’mgodking joonie i wouldn’t do that ot you i love you please don’t be mad at me i’m lonely here please pikc me up sand take me home
[ msg! namjoon ] jonniwe i’m sorry for all the means things i do tor you i really like you joonie you’re like my only friend pleas e stay amy friend are you my frien?
[ msg! namjoon ] pink promise?
[ msg! namjoon ] go D i ffeel like throwing up i fuKCinG hATE YOU I’M GOING TO KILL YOU fuCKInG hsIT
there was a silent scream that filtered through momo’s body. for what felt like ages, the faery couldn’t process what had just happened. the king, the man who had issued their capture, was slain right before them. a part of her wanted to cry at the sight of the carnage before her. his mangled body crumpled to the floor: skull split open haphazardly and the gaping wound in his just spilling out a comfortable pool of blood.
despite the relief of her captor being dead, there was something chilling about seeing the light leave someone’s eyes.
for a while she couldn’t take her eyes off of his corpse. his face stuck in initial surprise of being struck through the chest. the side of his face that pressed against the floor was covered in blood. it looked oddly creamy in the water, bubbling about and mixing with the movement of the room. blood was similar density to water from what momo read so it looked like it was mixing with the water rather than pooling as its own separate liquid.
the rebellion was there, collecting people to take with them. the soldiers seemed to spring into action as well, as if they were suddenly free of fear without the king breathing down their necks. momo only whimpered, backing up and away from everyone else. she stumbles over something -- or someone -- and she’s scared to see someone who is dead already. instead she looks to see the boy from the magic shop.
“you were taken too?” she asks, her voice too tight. she’s shaking although she’s unsure how well it could be perceived in the water. species be damned, namjoon was a face of familiarity. she grabbed onto his arm and clung to his side immediately. even if he was just a human, he was better than panicking alone in the corner. “i...i don’t know what to do.”
When Namjoon had suggested they hang out- a bro date, he’d said, casually as if he had no idea that Seokjin’s insides were shriveling up at the words- Seokjin had taken him up on the offer almost immediately. A little bit too excitedly, maybe almost a little bit childishly, even. He’d insisted on hosting this.... bro date... at his house, because of course he had, and Namjoon had agreed because of course he had; it’s not as though Seokjin had given him much of a choice, but, y’know.
Seokjin had told himself as he cooked Namjoon’s favorite food, that it was just a bro date. The word date had absolutely no hidden implications, Namjoon was just using it to be funny- or just to be Namjoon, which was almost embarrassingly endearing to Seokjin- and he needed to keep that in his head. His own painfully massive crush had absolutely no reason to rear it’s ugly head during their nice bro date. He’d reprimanded himself after the third outfit change, to not read anything into this, told himself that Namjoon had seen him in his damn pajamas after multiple times of picking him up at any hour of the night and so it didn’t really matter that much. Even though it did.
He might have forgotten to remind himself, however, when Namjoon showed up at his door, looking as handsome as he always does (dammit), smiling that pretty, dimpled smile of his, the way he always does (dammit). Seokjin had just smiled right back and ushered the younger man into his home, chattering about how he’d just put the food on to cook and so they had plenty of time to pick out a movie or a video game or whatever Namjoon had wanted to do that night, all the while ignoring the way his fingertips tingled where they’d met Namjoon’s briefly.
It had been nice, though. Seeing Namjoon in a context that he wasn’t really used to. It wasn’t because Namjoon needed to go to the hospital, or because Seokjin had made up some bullshit excuse to stop by Namjoon’s work. It was just because their schedules happened to line up and they wanted to see each other. Namjoon had inevitably picked a movie Seokjin probably wouldn’t have, but Seokjin was content to watch the movie if it made Namjoon happy. (He’d pretended not to be hyperaware of Namjoon’s little mannerisms, even though he smiled to himself whenever he caught sight of them, all through dinner and all through the movie.)
Though he couldn’t quiet the staccato beat of his heart in his chest whenever Namjoon’s shoulder would brush his, or whenever Namjoon laughed at this or that, or when his brow would furrow in that way that it does when he was pondering something particularly hard. He’d insisted Namjoon eat more than one serving because as much as he loved eating, there was a funny tightness in his chest at ensuring Namjoon was, well, taken care of. He’d managed to keep himself in check up until the end, when the quiet felt just right, comfortable and sweet in a way that had Seokjin feeling more relaxed and at peace than he had in weeks, glancing at Namjoon out of the corner of his eye while the man flashed him a grin.“Yo, this was nice,” Namjoon had said, not quite getting up just yet, but definitely wrapping up their evening.
And Seokjin, well, he isn’t quite sure what’s come over him. Maybe it was the fact that his nerves had been on fire all night, maybe it was the way the lighting fell softly over the slopes of Namjoon’s face, maybe it was the way his heart jumped when Namjoon spoke. “Yeah,” he murmurs back, holding eye contact for a little longer than necessary before his gaze flickered lower to Namjoon’s lips, heart stuttering as he did. “It was.”
There’s something tight in his tone, something that’s feathery and leaden all at once, and god help him, he doesn’t know what truly makes him do it (it’s just Namjoon, really) when he leans in and gently presses his lips to Namjoon’s. It’s nothing more than a peck, of course, but Seokjin feels it to the tips of his toes, giddy like he’s back in high school. God it’s been so long since he’s kissed someone he actually liked- not for a set, not because he was lonely.
It’s then that he remembers he hadn’t exactly asked for that kiss and Namjoon had specifically said it was a bro date and oh my god- “Uh,” He stammers out eloquently, pulling back as if he’d been burned. “I don’t- that was- um.” Well shit. It’s not like he can pull the classic ‘I have to go’ excuse- he’s at his own damn house. Way to go, Seokjin.
