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[boogymvn]

runaway.

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  While they were walking down the street on her rarely free evenings Minhee was unfortunate enough to notice the members of the gang that never took a chance to make fun of her in the most humiliating ways or simply add more fear into her heart just for their own entertainment. Seeing the males a breathe got caught in her throat and she froze grabbing Sam’s hand to quickly turn around and storm away into the small alley between the buildings that they have passed.

     With her back pressed to the wall and heart beating faster than usually Minhee was praying for them not to notice her and pass by without causing any ruckus since she didn’t want to get embarrassed in front of her friend and she simply didn’t want to have any extra contact with the mentioned individuals. The model was probably startled with her sudden change of their direction and her bizarre actions so the question was expected.

     “Nothing, lets just stay here for a bit……, please.” The younger woman was embarrassed to raise her eyes to the other and didn’t want to explain what was going on or who were those people and why was she afraid that much. Minhee didn’t want to scare away the few friends that she had with telling them about her unpleasant connection with the gang.

A calm walk to a coffee shop, supposed to be.Albeit the tranquil quietness lingering between the two tall figure was tarnished by the color of anxiety painted on the female's face. Conscious that there's something off in the episode; rather the demigod could sense the darkness oozing, and surrounding them. Whilst, the grasped of the woman he's marching with, and the strong pull into hiding did not surprise him.  He had anticipated it. Samuel zipped his mouth in quiet, his eyes pinned at the presence before him, reading her expression.There's more to her story that he do not know, and his intuition suggested this is one of it. Fear, the struggle of emotions. Hiding.  It is no easy business, not the norm.

"Do I look like an idiot to you?"  Though his voice rang no pain of anger,  it was drenched by seriousness, and a flick of worry.  His brows arched and frowned as he gaze deeper onto her.  "Are you in some kind of trouble and you want to pretend we are all right. Come on. Just tell me whats wrong. So I can help you" or not.

[boogymvn]

just fridays

< roamingxladies : feirah > Ever since he began his masters degree in Psychology, Samuel has been less active in the modeling scene. Usually, the only projects he accept are from friends who asked him for personal favours, and only small commitments for it wasn’t his focus that time. Even after his two years additional education, he was left inconsiderate into coming back into modeling; regardless the numerous offers and demands from past clients. His attention was grasped by working into a real, blooming job far from the limelight. Just counsellings kids, and young adults. Learning about the human mind, and aiding those in need for assistance. A hypocritical journey of life. He’s been so inactive in the advertising and fashion scene that receiving an invitation to join a photoshoot became a surprise. Albeit hesitant, Samuel end up accepting the offer for it’s been a while since he became acquainted with his old job.  Friday morning, the location is downtown Seoul. Samuel marched his way from his car to the meeting place ㅡ a coffee shop where he’ll be reunited with his old team, friends and future co-models. There’s no sense of worry, nor fear. Whilst intrigued him a little. He thought he will be nervous, albeit it wasn’t the case. A female was the first he saw in the cafe house, whilst greeted with a smile. She is tall with dark hair, and applauding posture thus assumed she is a model as well. No doubt. “Good day.” He said to her before the rest came forward, waving their hands and accepting him with full wide arms. “We missed you” They said, but all his eyes could linger about is the female he saw first in the shimmering friday dawn.

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"You don’t know me!"

Erratic, violent outburst that no one is prepared of, even him.Whilst him taken back from the latter’s emotional exclaim,that ached his pair of ears ㅡ he wouldn’t deny that.The composed expression on his face creased with a fewfaint curves and lines, but Samuel retain his gaze at the male,as he pursuit to stand in silence, allowing the younger torelease all the tension in his system that Samuel mighttriggered earlier. He gave him space as he wondered if whathe said was true. Does he really do not know him ㅡ at all.Perhaps, for he sank deep into understanding, he would haveknown the things he must and mustn’t do. Evidently a failure." It is not my intention at all. I’m sorry I really am.”

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  He paused, brow lifting as he turned around the face the other.  The fact that the demigod didn’t just comply to the instruction that the god  had given, rather annoyed him. Did his simple order confuse the other,  or was he being defiant. Maybe the gods manners didn’t meet the standards  of the younger. Either way, it irritated him, and as he turned around to look  at the latter, his facial expression clearly showed his emotions. ”How about I tell your dad that you’re a good kid.” He was sure  that saying such things wouldn’t help his case, but the overly  sarcastic god was known for such remarks. “Now go on, make  sure that she has sweet dreams about me. I’ll owe you one.” He  never said things like that, though he didn’t really plan on honoring his  vow to return the favor, he felt it was necessary to say to ensure that  the younger did his bidding.   aresxw

" Oh please "

No one taught him to be polite with the other Gods, not even his father Whilst the nonchalant on the demigod's tone as he conversed with the God of War ㅡ Ares. He knew him from the mundane books he've read when he was just a little boy. And some stories his father shared to him. Nevertheless, he is not that intrigued nor curious at him. Samuel do find it interesting though to have met the God in Seoul, offering an epiphany that he might meet more Olympians and demigod alike in his hometown.

Flashing a neutral gaze to the older, Samuel curled a smile on his face. Calculated, not too inclined, and not too flat. Just enough to showcase the tender emotions resting in his ribcage. " Father knows well that I am  a good son. " The perfect son he wish for. The son that despite the enormous potential will never be enough for him. Regardless the power naturally bestow upon him will shall never be the greatest. A replica. A little puppet to play.

" It'll be easy for me to do it, but I am not easy to convince. How about a trade, something interesting and will not be waste of my time "

[boogymvn]

abscondituxs​

      Sure she’s disappointed at first. Her once bright smile       fades away and is replaced by lips pursed into a thin       line, the glint in her eyes dies out, and yes, she is a       little disappointed. After all she had hoped to find a       ghost, a spirit, something, anything else, yet there he       stood, tall, dark, and… apologetic. Her silence is almost       deafening, it’s uncomfortable. She feels it too. Until she       lifts the torchlight with a flick of her wrist and finally speaks.       ”Don’t be sorry.” words, nothing more than a whisper, Abigail       steps closer, grip tight around the flash light, because she’s       certain, he’s not at all what he seems. “uh.. but, what are you       doing in here?” to her knowledge all windows and doors were       closed and locked. Brave, she keeps her composure, feeling       her way across the wall until she’s able to flick the lights on.       Illuminating the room, along with its inhabitants. “…lost?”

Gifted by a respond from the strange female is beyond his expectation, neither to imagine meet her in such hunted place. Only weirdos would spent the silent hours of the night in an abandoned house by the end of the neighborhood ㅡ weido meaning him. Samuel isn't a normal man to begin with, and by now, he knew she isn't either. Physically, she looks like everyone, but the demigod felt a vibe around her that might suggested otherwise. The demigod stayed by the corner of the room, resting his back against the cold, weak wooden wall as he stared at the silhouette. He only get the chance to see her exterior once she opened her flashlight and illuminated the trashed place. She is pretty than he expected, sending out further inquiries into his head to why she's in such place. 

" I'm not lost " The bass voice of his lingered through the hunted house, pair of eyes pinned at a singular presence which is a few steps away from him; inquisitive yet silent ㅡ for now. " Rather, I think you found my hiding place " he would say secret, but since she had found him, it is no secret at all. Perhaps now he have to share it to somebody else; the haven he could be his true self all night long.

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It was a usual day--his sketchpad was out and his multitude of pens lay by his side. He was out for some candid artwork, once more, and today he decided to take the statuesque man standing a few feet across as a muse. It was a rough sketch, all cheekbones and strong lines, yet the man looked aesthetically pleasing, like his profile was meant to be recreated on paper. His head down and eyes on his pad, he immersed himself in his drawing, hoping the man wouldn't mind if he ever did notice.

{ ☁ } ㅡ longer than he could guarantee, the demigod was once again spacing out. liters of thoughts swimming in his head whilst staring blankly on the sky and puffed clouds. his neck itches discomfort as time passed by hence pulling the male’s uninterested countenance away from the scenery he’s none appreciative about. a small sigh ran from the male’s mouth as he realize how he misused his time once again, weaving unhappy curves as he looked down to his foot. as he was about to march away from his idle position, he noticed another male and he’s eyes all in him. struck for a mere second before he could realize what the other was doing, kangjoon felt a shoot of guilt from moving on his spot, weird reaction but what came first to his senses was by moving, he ruined the male’s artwork. oddity in his eyes. 

[boogymvn]

"Is that what you’d really say if you were being stalked? Come out and we won’t have any problems?"

She snorted, the sound muffled by her hand cigarette dangling from in between her fingers as she turned the corner revealing herself. She knew that she wasn’t at her best, it was written all over her face. And if anyone had anything to say about her flushed face, and tired eyes she would have to claw their eyes out. She was sick, and being the type of person she was she just loved to project her simply dandyemotions onto others. Like paranoia, and annoyance.

It was childish, but she had been banned from doing anything else so what could you conjure out of nothing. A whole lot of mischief in a relatively small frame. First it was knocking on doors, and disappearing from view then tampering with people’s cars. Nothing major, little things like sticking gum into their keyhole. More annoying than harmful. But of all the things she’d done, making some random dude turn into some macho man. Practically puffing out his chest like a mafia boss, and swaggering around looking for something unknown. She wanted to laugh but she ended up coughing instead, sniffling quietly as she stabbed the bud of the cigarette into the wall,

"Not smart dude."

{ ☁ } ㅡ latency decayed as time spread and flee whereas the figure he'd been searching for quite sometime had vanished from isolation and meek into a happy awareness. soohyuk's eyes stumble upon the younger countenance of a female with no recognition of acquittance. still with the lack of reason for such gawk of an action, he remained collected in front of her. there was no alarm or whatsoever even if he knew he's been observed at earlier. it just irked him a little to be stranded in such motion, and thus voicing it out. delight to had finally catch the culprit behind. " it's not like I have a tiger for a temperament. not smart enough for you " his shoulders rolls nonchalantly, putting his hands back into motion as he continued to wipe the tables that surround him. it'll be just a few more minutes till the shift he took over for a close friend will end thus giving him the rest he wanted. he glanced at the figure once more, chuckling quietly as he began to decipher the situation a bit more. " am I that good looking that you can't help but to stare, creeper? " 

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—She cursed to herself and whined in audibly as she rushed towards her apartments with the umbrella in hand. Her feet met the concrete making the puddles of rain splash against her black boots. Just as she was about to cross the rode, she heard a person call her back as she looked and her eyes landed on a lengthy person making her travel her eyes up until she spotted his face, “Oh, if I happened to get any water on you I apologize.” She bit her lip and looked up at him, slightly lifting the umbrella so she didn’t have to arch her neck up.

{ ☁ } ㅡ soohyuk shakes his head as a swift responds, meeting the woman's eyes before he lifts it up to view her big umbrella. "no. it's not the case" he said nonchalantly, raising a hand, he beckons her to come closer to him. "your umbrella is big enough for the both of us, can you send me to the next bus stop? it's just around the corner"