While a chaebol, as well as a model, Kris often avoided the office work and he actually enjoyed it. He got to escape the office and he got to meet new people all the time. Kris was very tall, standing at a full height of 6 feet and 2 inches which to some people was considered a very intimidating height but to model is was ideal. Near ideal. Kris wasn’t as perfect as he let on though. He often ate a lot of junk food, dressed like a slob and his main vice: showing up to shoots late.
He knew that like a normal person he should come early, but he had no desire today. of all days. He felt like that was bound to be a horrible impact on anyone that he was modelling with that day. He flipped over on his side and fell back to sleep again.
A few hours, he woke up again and went to eat. He checked the time and sighed. Well, he was late. very late. He rushed out of the apartment as fast as he posibly could and drove to the shoot. Walking into the shoot, he bowed apologetically. “I’m sorry for being late!” he exclaims, with an apologetic smile.
walking down the carpeted floor with a smile, the young girl tries not to cry anymore after having a full-on break down in the bathroom just a few minutes earlier. curls framing her face she navigates her way through the expensively clad crowd, tapping the shoulders of people she has gotten to know during the dinner.
her date for the night is nowhere in hindsight and she can’t quite tell if that’s a good or bad thing. looking around as if she were lost, the girl touches her neck as she scans the room again. no luck, she decides to just find a group of people she can actually have a decent talk with.
just as she’s about to turn, a lanky man with specs bigger than his face grins at her. “hi, did you come here alone?” the first thing she does is look behind her– no one is there so the guy must be talking to her. alert, she shakes her head.
“no, i came with a date.” the words are blurted out faster than she planned it to be. keeping her composure, she fakes a friendly smile. “why did you ask?”
the man laughs (stupidly, notably). “well you are very pretty, it’s a shame no one’s showing you off.” his hands casually takes hers, smile not faltering. at this point the girl is freaked out and she fakes a laugh as she pulls her hand away. “what? show me off? sorry got to go my date’s probably waiting for me.”
trying to get away as fast as possible, she tugs up her dress once again and shuffles forward. only a few steps covered, clammy hands are now on her elbows. staring at the stranger in horror, she frowns and almost yelps. “uh, please let go of me.”
dogged determination on the man’s face, she is scared more than she is creeped out now, and she wishes for her date to actually turn up and whisk her away. alas, god forbid– for her grandmother to come herself and take her home.
moments away from another break-down, she spots a familiar face amongst the crowd. hope spark again in her eyes as she uses her other hand to wave at the older guy. “oppa! jiyong oppa!” forget manners and being lady-like, her only aim for the night is to get back home in one piece.
[text to: Minjiji] so I'm working on a song and I need some help and you're pretty much my muse lately so [text to: Minjiji] question: [text to: Minjiji] if you were with a guy who treated you badly but you really loved him, how would you want your friends to react? like would you hope they'd keep trying to talk some sense into you or would you want them to be happy for you??
[/she blushes upon reading the first text; being considered his muse is a big deal to her]
[Text: Jiyongie] A new song?! :3
[Text: Jiyongie] ???
[/the question leaves her thinking for a while, it was tough to decide on which she’d rather have because either way there are pros and cons to each]
[Text: Jiyongie] I’d want them to talk some sense into me, I trust them enough to be friends, so I’ll welcome their advice. But they also need to respect my decision if I choose to stick around with the jerk, because if the way he’s “mistreating” me does not affect my love for him, it’s not ruining my life, I don’t see why I should leave someone I love.
[Text: Jiyongie] It all boils down to their definition of bad treatment. It might not be the same for me. Define “treated you badly”?
Happy birthday! -he jumps on her, hugging her tightly as soon as she gets home, wrapping his arms around her and picking her up to spin her around; he laughs and sets her down again, grinning widely- Bet you thought I wouldn’t remember, didn’t you?! But I got you something! It’s just to, you know, remember me or something, if we don’t see each other for a while. -he chuckles and goes over to the couch, bringing back a small bag to give to her, which is filled with stuffing and a little red plushie dragon-
[/she enters the house, Kyuhyun’s gift hanging on her right wrist and proceeds to her bedroom, only to be caught by Jiyong along the way] Ah! Jiyongie, you scared me! [/the girl laughs as he spun her around, feeling dizzy when her feet meets the ground] I didn’t expect you to remember, no. [/she confesses, sticking her tongue out at him] But I’m glad you do. [/he comes back with a small bag and it doesn’t take long for her to find out what his present was; she retrieves the little soft toy and squeals upon seeing the red dragon’s face] It’s so cute! [/without a second thought, she gives him a tight hug and stays like that for a while before pulling away to admire the gift] Thank you. I like it a lot, it sort of looks like you. [/she holds it up and pretends to compare his face with the soft toy’s] I’m going to call it… [/she squints, trying to find a suitable name for her new soft toy that is going to take permanent residence on her bed] Yongie.
His newest assignment had been assigned to him just recently, like a few minutes before, and he sat at his desk going through the designs for the new year. It was still Winter so they would be doing a second Winter spread for the January issue and he was truly honored to have been chosen to work on it solo. As he looked at the collection he chose he smiled to himself thinking of only one person who could pull off this look even though the person in mind didn’t really know the most about fashion. Every time they were together though, he taught the other and it was like a mini fashion class and he loved it.
He picked up his phone grabbing the design papers, placing them in a folder before putting it in his bag, dialing the others number. A small smile unconsciously appeared on his face as he heard the phone ring a few times before the other picked up and he grinned even more. “Jiyong! Are you busy right now? I need you for a moment~ When I say a moment I mean three hours.” He says quickly without even saying hello before he back tracked and laughed. “I mean... Hi.”
It’s in a little box, tucked away underneath the tree, almost invisible behind the velvet carpet. The only reason it’s not totally forgotten is because it’s wrapped in bright gold wrapping paper. Jiyong hadn’t dared to put it there or wrap it before late Christmas Eve night, knowing Minji might not be able to resist. She has a problem with mysteries, she always wants hints and hints and hints until she figures out what it is.
It makes him laugh whenever she does that, but he wants this present to be a surprise. He’d needed a little help getting it, but it’s perfect somehow and he’s so excited to see what she thinks about it. He has to wait until she’s back from church though.
As soon as she comes in through the door, she is bombarded by the radio cranked up for Christmas music, treats and cookies everywhere on the counter, and a smiling Jiyong at the oven, cooking eggs and meats and noodles for breakfast.
When they finally get around to opening presents, he gives her the box and says, “Hint: It glows in the dark.”
[ ♡ ] [ ♡ ]
She came home to find the large red gift box under the tree still unopened. However, another tiny gold box which Minji did not notice this morning sat beside it. His hint for the gift was ‘sexy’ and seeing how small the present was… Minji could barely figure out its contents. The first thing that came to mind as she lifted the box was… a condom. But who in the right mind would give that as a Christmas present?
Even though the temptation to rip the gold wrapping paper was intense, the grumbling of her tummy was stronger. Her stomach demanded to be fed so she placed the gift under the tree and followed the aroma of freshly cooked food which led her to the kitchen. Initially, Minji had planned to glare at Jiyong for embarrassing her during church service earlier. But upon seeing her personal chef whipping up a storm in the kitchen, all thoughts of scolding him went out of the window as the breakfast spread made her mouth water.
After the satisfying meal, it was time to open their presents. She went first, of course, since she was dying to find out what the 'sexy’ gift was. “How is this even sexy?” Minji laughed, lifting the necklace to examine it. When he mentioned about it glowing in the dark, she got even more excited, cupping the necklace between her palms and peeked through the crevice. “It does! It does!” she exclaimed as the little ball on the pendant emitted a blue light. She showed her gratitude by giving him a tight hug, “Thank you for the cool present, Jiyongie. I really like it.” Placing the necklace in his hands after pulling away, Minji turned around and shifted her hair to the side, “Can you help me put it on?”
Once he fastened the necklace and it hung around the neck, she giggled softly while admiring the crescent-shaped pendant. “Your turn,” she announced, grabbing his present and shoving it onto his lap. Minji eagerly watched as he unwrapped the gift. “This one is to ensure the force is with you when you sleep, and this one is for when you write your songs,” she explained when he took out the Darth Vader plushie [ ♡ ] and the notebook along with the lightsaber pen [ ♡ ]. Next, he retrieved the bathrobe [ ♡ ] buried at the bottom of the box. It caused Minji to laugh a little, “And may the force be with you each time you shower… or after that. You know, in case you forget to bring your clothes to the bathroom.”
[text to: minjiji] because maybe I wanna eat something else besides breakfast ;) [text to: minjiji] LOL JK nah my eyes just want to see you [text to: minjiji] ur starving? okay minjiji i'll feed you real well, i'll make it so good you'll moan~
[Text: Jidork] ............ [Text: Jidork] So I just squeaked so loud, everyone turned to stare at me. [Text: Jidork] And now my mom wants to see what made me squeak... THANKS JIYONG THANKS. [Text: Jidork] YOU BETTER MAKE ME MOAN OR ELSE!! [Text: Jidork] with your breakfast that is......
