#touhi

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Without a word, she handed him a little bouquet. The combination was certainly unique--violet, dill, and amaranth--but her arrangement of it was charming nonetheless.

Violet: Loyalty

Dill: Lust

Amaranth: Broken-Hearted

He took the bouqet with two hands, softly fingering the petals. The expression on his face was unreadable as he looked over each and ever flower carefully. Slowly lifting his gaze, he met the eyes of Touhi, “I didn’t…” furrowing his eyebrows, he shook his head, searching for the proper words, “Your loyalty is greatly appreciated. I hope… that soon I won’t be the cause of your pain anymore.” Frowning softly, he looked back down at the bouqet, “Thank you… for the flowers. I’ll take care of them.”

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"JONGIN!" Her voice was a shrill screech, eyes watery with tears. Stomping over, she continued in a tone somewhere between fury and distress, "That was extremely dangerous! What are you thinking?! Look at you!" She gestured to the battered state of his body, and she clenched her fists, arms trembling slightly. "You could have-- You-- idiot!" She grit her teeth, going quiet for a long moment, before exhaling a tense, shaky sigh. "Come, you reckless fool. You're lucky I can mend your injuries."

My muse just did something stupid that almost got them killed. Yell at them.

Jongin had been running, hoping that the burning in his lungs would be enough to distract from the distressing thoughts. He didn’t see the flash of lights coming towards him; didn’t here the loud honking as the car realized it was too late to screech to a halt without some collateral damage. When it hit, the burning stopped, along with his thoughts and he closed his eyes; a silent plea for peace. He twitched the tips of his fingers and toes, and sighed in mild relief. He could still move, but the desire to actually get up and get himself home was nonexistent. It wasn’t until he heard his name falling from soft pink lips did he crack an eye open. In a futile attempt to ease the other’s nerves, he offered half a smile, “That was pretty dumb, wasn’t it?”

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She proudly hands him a note bearing the symbols 二三四五, having completely not realized she was thinking of "make up" as in "make up from an argument," when it's supposed to be "make out" as in "kiss a lot over and over for an extended period of time with possible use of tongue and neck kisses." (Still not far from the truth, but certainly one she would never admit if she'd realized her mistake beforehand.)

二 I’d hug you.

三 I’d kiss you on the cheek.

四 I’d cuddle with you.

五 I’d make out with you.

Jongin blinked slowly, tilting his head to the side, “Well…. that escalated fast.” He let out a soft laugh, “I”m honored, I suppose,” he scrunched his nose, smiling down at Touhi.

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★ ★ for an IC fact; ✖

★ for an IC fact, or ☆ for an OOC fact

1. Jongin is very big on food. He’s made it a hobby to try the food at places all over the world. Since he travels a lot, he always makes sure to set aside time to explore the food of whatever country.

2. His favorite flower is the calla lily.

✖ and I will give you a fear that my character has in dealing with yours

It’s not a big fear or anything, but in the back of his mind he’s formed this sense of attachment towards Touhi? She reminds him of his mom in a way (not in the sense he sees her as a mother figure). He wants to protect her to make up for the fact he couldn’t protect his mother. He also may sort of have separation anxiety if she leaves because his mother left.

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post/117118685184 | "Where did you... get this...?" she asked, pinching a bit of the fabric at his waist with a confused expression.

He furrowed his eyebrows, looking down at his current attire, “At a store in London, why?” He looked back up at her in curiosity.

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€

€ for a bad memory that still haunts them

The first time it happened, Jongin didn’t fully register what was going on. He’d been trying to digest what had been proposed to him, and then there was pain. Jongin doesn’t think he ever even heard the gun going off. One second he was staring at the man across from him, and the next all he could see were the lights hanging above in the warehouse. It was the first time he felt a sheer and genuine sense of panic as he gasped to find his breath. It was hard to breathe properly when all that clouded his mind was was the throbbing in his shoulder. He didn’t know what it was like to want to die, but at that moment, dying seemed like the best option, but he didn’t want to die. Jongin could hear muffled laughter in the background and he vaguely wondered if they only brought him here to kill him. He was just some teenager that stumbled upon a meeting, but somewhere in the back of his mind, Jongin knew he’d found it.

“How long do you think he’ll last?”

“Man, usually they pass out by now.”

“Do you think we should patch him up and send him home?”

“Nah, he might call the cops.”

“He wouldn’t. He wants to be one of us.”

“How do you know?”

“You could see it in his eyes.”

Jongin’s vision went black after that.

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‡ [ hint wink: she's afraid of lightning ]

The sound of a lock clicking open went unnoticed as the girl slipped in through the door. Loud flashes of lightening illuminated the room and she jumped with each clap of thunder cringing and cowering into herself each time. Jongin slept soundly in his bed, hair unkempt and breath soft as he laid on his stomach. Vartouhi softly crept across the loft, making her way to his room, noticing the man stretched out on the bed. Another clap of thunder and Vartouhi had scurried to Jongin’s side, getting underneath the covers to curl into his side. Jongin stirred from the sudden movement in his bed and his first instinct was to fight, but he calmed down as he felt the soft petal like skin trembling against him and a faint scent of roses lingered in the air.

His shoulders relaxed, and he gazed down at the girl, unable to see her face as it was hidden in the sheets. Jongin was about to call out to her when it thundered again and this time, he felt a small hand grab onto his side. Her hands were cold against his warm skin, most likely due to the fact that she must’ve been outside. She was scared. He could hear faint sniffles over the sound of the rain outside and couldn’t help but smile. Jongin laid back down, wrapping an arm around her to pull her against him while another ran its hand through pink strands. He hummed a soft tune; a lullaby he’d heard being sung through the streets of Spain on one of his trips. He could feel her relax into him and he continued to hum softly until she was asleep.

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69 [ smh @ the number sigh ]

If it was raining I would:[x] Give you my jacket.[] Run off leaving you behind.[x] Hug you until it stops.[] Push you in a puddle.[] Kiss you in the rain.

-You are:

[] Ugly[] Ok-ish[] Pretty[] Funny[] Gorgeous[] Good looking[xx] Beautiful[xx] Perfect-If you kissed me, I would:[] Punch you[x] Kiss you back[] Laugh[] Look at you weird[x] Blush[] I don’t know[] Walk away slowly[] You wouldn’t-You are:[] Potential bf/gf material[] Friend[x] Close friend[] Best friend[] Enemy[] Bf/Gf [] My baby [] Dunno[] Ex-You should:[x] Hug me[x] Call me[x] Text me[] Talk to me more [] Have sex with me[] Come out one time-I would:[x] Give you the world[x] Cuddle you[] Marry you on Facebook[] Party with you[] Bully you-I like your:[] Body[] Smile[] Hair[] Laugh[] Eyes[] Lips[] Voice[] Personality[xxxx] Everything[] Ass[]Boobs/DickI’d rate you-[] 1[] 2[] 3[] 4[] 5 [] 6[] 7[] 8[] 9[xx] 10When were older-[] We won’t know each other[] We’ll be married[] We’ll be mates[] We’ll be enemies[x] Dont know yetWould I ever go out with you?-[] Yes[] No[x] Dunno[] Already have[] Don’t wanna ruin our friendship[] Any day[] Already amHow much your worth to me:[] A nickel[] 100 dollars[] Thousands[] Millions[] Billions[x] The world