❂
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse — [x ➜ Accepting ]
❂ = wiping blood off their face .
He was close, close to getting access to a few files that needed decryption for the government blueprints of current plans they were acquiring for the land. However he failed when he was forced in a situation where he was cornered by multiple agencies of the government and immediately he was beaten to the ground with blood trickling down his face, only managing to bring a quarter of the enforcement down with him. Before they could take the blonde in for questioning the building blackout and he could tell it was Ricky’s doing, allowing him to use it to escape while it was in darkness. After playing hide-and-seek in the dark from within the capsule, he was able to successfully exit unnoticed. Unable to use public transportation, he was taken home by a taxi who asked multiple questions but Chunji only answered short and briefly that it was none of the guy’s business.
After being dropped off at the edge of the city so the hideout wouldn’t be exposed, he began his way back to the closest thing he can call home. Entering the door, he was greeted by the shorter male with concerned eyes. “I’m okay. Go to sleep, Changhyun…” He ordered, saying the name he hasn’t spoken for a long time seeing as they were alone, but knowing his childhood friend he wouldn’t go so easily. He felt a piece of cloth against his bruised cheek, wiping up the liquid that didn’t dry from his face yet. With a sigh, he gave up on persisting the younger male, knowing it wouldn’t do any good from how long they’ve known each other. “Don’t just stand there like that… Help me to the couch at least,” he mumbled, letting his head rest against the other’s shoulder. Only Ricky knew his hidden side, his weaker side…