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[darkchivalry-blog]

...one more time

♞         — One leg dangled off the side of the low wall, leaving few inches between the ground and black shoe covered with dirt, while the other leg was folded and rested on top of the wall. A puff of smoke left the swollen lips of the black-haired man, he had one hand holding the burning stick of cancer while the other tapped on his black helmet. He stared blankly at the burnt caravan in front of him then at the cloudy sky and exhaled the smoke again, unaware of the steps approaching him until they were too close to miss. Realizing who it was, Woobin dropped the stick and crushed it with his boot, but did not turn to look at the blonde in leather who threw a glance at the cigarette then sat down next to him with her back pressing against his. The two remained silent for a good time until she spoke. “Are you having second thoughts?” 

           His brain replayed the events from an hour ago when he was rolling of the floor with one of Sunghoon’s men, hands locked after both men punched each other until their knuckles bled, their weapons were lost somewhere on the ground among broken pieces of furniture and empty bullets. Woobin used his position on the ground to his advantage and kicked the other’s groin with his knees then pushed him away and tried to run to the nearest object that could be used as a tool, losing his balance in the process and hitting his chin on the edge of the table, but he managed to ignore the pain and throw the nearest chair at his pursuer just in time and launched himself onto him to strangle the man to death, watching his face as it turned to blue and breaking his wrist when he attempted to save his life. 

         Nana and Changwook were the first to return to assist Woobin only to find him standing after he forced the life out of the body laying beneath him. His eyes met the blonde’s eyes and he left to sit outside alone. Nana gave him some time before she joined him only to ask him a question he was trying to not think of. Is he regretting it? Woobin turned his head to get a glimpse of the girl behind him without changing his position. “It’s not my first time.” It wasn’t an answer and Nana knew that so she looked at him, staring right into his eyes as if to tell him she’s waiting for a real answer. “It’s for Jinhyuk.” She knew by now how much Jinhyuk meant to Woobin and how everything the later did was for his only friend. 

       Nana nodded understandingly and reached to feel his bruised chin. “It’s okay.” He told her as he reached to push her hand away, but she was faster for once and moved to feel his injured lips, forcing the man into a state of stillness. His eyes darted down to her lips, and he looked back at her quickly hoping she did not notice but the look in her eyes told him otherwise. Maybe it was time for him to drop the act. His head inched closer and was greeted with a subtle smile on her soft lips that were soon pressing gently against his. The two pulled away and Nana got to see Woobin’s embarrassed face for the first time. 

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“All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.” Nana quotes from  Peter Pan, but gives off a strained smile and shrugs her shoulders. She is ticklish from his touch, but with a bit of self-restraint manages to keep from laughing out loud. Instead, she just moves her head to the side and lets out a sound similar to a purr. No one he always calls her kitten. “It doesn’t hurt to try it once in a while. Maybe something will change.” She then says, reaching her hand to tap at his nose. 

He looked impressed when she quoted from the literature, escorts from the madame’s house were not like any others indeed! “I see you’re quite the reader it seems.” He smiles when her hand touches his nose and holds her soft fingers to press them on his lips in a loving manner. “It makes me happy to hear you say that, I’ll make sure you don’t regret it.” He keeps her hand in his and holds his glass to hers. “To a more trusting kitten.” He adds playfully.

[darkchivalry-blog]

❝I’ve seen better❞                             ❝I’ve seen worse❞

                                                                           Late!

“You’re not one to talk, you kept me waiting countless times before.” Her response was faster than his blink, it would seem to any passerby that she had rehearsed responding to his line or that she knew the word that would leave his mouth and was ready to shoot him with hers before he even finishes. It was probably true. He had the habit of leaving her waiting since he never considered her a priority. Everything else came first. She tried to complain, but he knew how intimidating his gaze was and he made it a point to stare right into her eyes. It always silenced her. 

Lately, the magic of his stare seems to have evaporated. 

“Where are we heading?” She asked when his silence took longer than necessary, but the fact he was occupied with his darts eliminated the awkwardness. “Jinhyuk’s new place.” He tossed her a dart. She understood that he was challenging her to show her skills. 

A year ago, Nana or Goyongee 고양이 as Woobin calls her, would’ve cringed or trembled at the thought of opposing him, let alone paying him visits. “Why did you ask me to accompany you?” He looked suspiciously at him and he silently diverted his gaze to the darts aim. Nana huffed and threw the dart, hitting close to the red center of the target. Mithra trained her well!

“He asked me to bring you, why would I ask for your company otherwise?” He scoffed and picked his bike keys then throw the last dart in his hand aimlessly as he walked to the door, getting it right in the center. She knew him better now to understand the message he was sending; I’m way better than you, don’t get ahead of yourself. If he was honest for a moment, he would admit that he was impressed with her attempt.

Both left the store house where Woobin liked to spend his time since being in the Mansion only stressed him out, and rode their motorcycles, put on their helmets and started the engines in perfect sync. That was until they took off, things always turned into a competition between those two to the point that one would think they have been competing since their childhood.

“You’re the worst.” She barked at him when Jinhyuk came out to welcome them and he rolled his eyes while still facing his friend. “You seriously want her company...did the virus get to you?” He expressed his annoyance and left both at the entrance and entered the house. It was a relatively big house for one person, but in Jinhyuk’s world, the house was as big as two rooms combined in the mansion. “He will calm down, never mind him.” Jinhyuk told Nana reassuringly. “He only tolerates me because of you, don’t make it sound like there is more to it.” Nana had her subtle pout as she spoke that Jinhyuk adored. “He calls you his cat though, doesn’t he?”

Nana sighed. “He is mocking me for being called so by Seunghoon.” Knowing by now that the name did not bring any pleasant feelings or thoughts to either of the men she was with, Nana looked regretful and Jinhyuk patted her back as if to say “Don’t worry about it” as they walked towards the entrance of the house.

[lesxnm-blog]

txt msg :: Madame → I met someone Sunghoon knows. They had a picture together. I am with him.

The lady had just taken her coat and gloves when her phone buzzed, Nana returned with her, but excused herself momentarily and this was the reason! The older woman was baffled, why did the blonde girl not tell her the reason before? The house had a rule, the escorts were not to get engaged in their customers’ lives. Sen knew how badly that could end, but kept the reason to herself to not instill fear in her employees. She wanted them strong and confident. She replied to the message, but it was unlike any of her regular messages with the girl. She sounded like a cold employer rather than a loving friend.

Text Message:  “Turn on the tracking feature and keep me updated.” 

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"You wrote that?"

↠ kill your darlings sentence starters // not accepting

Zitao felt his face scrunch up in obvious confusion, glancing around to see who the girl may have been addressing before laughing when he noted it was him.

“I couldn’t have possibly. My Korean just isn’t good enough. Besides, poetry isn’t really my forte,” he said, waving the paper that he was holding, a slight look of pride on his face that someone would even think that he wrote something like that.

“No, a friend of mine wrote it. But I could always show you more of their writings.”

[lesxnm-blog]

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She strutted downstairs to the kitchen to have breakfast with the girls, it was the meal they couldn’t skip and had to have it together like a family. Since all of them work throughout the night, having dinner together was a rare occasion and the same applied to lunch since many had part-time jobs. Sen spotted a face she did not expect to see that morning and her warm smile grew. “Good morning Nana, I thought you won’t be joining us since you had an eventful night.” The other girls exchanged looks and stole glances at Nana, waiting -in a mixture of curiosity and hunger for gossip- for her to reveal something about the customer she had. Sen smacked one of the girls gently on the back of her head as she served them all their morning beverages according to what each liked. “Stop it girls.”