#wykenji

[kxngjin]

          The text message that he had received came out of the blue, he had only met @wychai​ briefly once in his entire existence and it was merely an accident. a stretch of time ago, jin was the substitute dealer for their roommate, a coincidence that had lead to this very text today. brows come to furrow at the words on the screen, immense confusion lathering across his features, contorting his face into a series of agonising wrinkles and disfigured expressions of utter ridiculousness. something about a dungeon, maybe a captive? he had a lot of questions, did the captive come with the dungeon? was this dungeon downstairs from where the other lived, or was it just smack bang in the middle of the living room? he has been to their place several times to fake the friendship between him and @wykenji, guising the true motives of their dealership. and so, he found out that kenji was the captive of this so called dungeon.

almost as if it were a dream, he found himself driving to the location of the others, hand balled up into a fist to knock against the door of their home.  ❝ uh... it’s jin. i came for a... dungeon... inspection... i think... thats... uh... what you requested? ❞ the obvious confusion lathered in with the immense mixture of both awkwardness and just overall uncertainty, evident in his tone. 

[skxngmnh]

@wykenji

Despite being a workaholic, Minah still finds time to do chores as a mother to her child. They went to the mart, to buy some groceries. It was easy to have someone do it for her but it was one of those moments when she and Jinoh could bond on their own. The little boy sat in the cart, singing to a boy group's new music. Minah hums along as they go around, filling the cart little by little. They refrained from picking up sugary snacks as Minah can make them. She tries to make sure that Jinoh's health and safety must always come first. Jinoh has his dragon doll with him, speaking to the toy in different languages. They're simple sentences but Jinoh spoke confidently instead of having an awkward approach to a foreign language, probably because it's not that foreign to him at all. Just months ago, he used to live in London. 

“Should we get some flavored milks, sunshine?” She asks her son, who nods happily. “Alright. That will be the last stop then where do we go?” Pushing the cart with ease, she waits for Jinoh's reply. “Cashier!” He says. “Good.” Placing a kiss on his cheek, she halts the cart at the dairy section, grabbing a bunch of banana milk for Jinoh to drink at home. The pair finally makes their way to the cashier but as they approach it, she finally notices the long line of people. “Oh, no.” Minah slows down her pace, sighing as Jinoh glances where his mother was looking at just moments ago. “I will sing.” Jinoh announces and he starts singing to Gudetama while they wait in line. He doesn't sing loudly, but it was loud enough for her to hear and a few more people who was nearby. At least, for now, she wasn't too stressed and worried about having to wait in line.

[wyahnyoona-blog]

@wykenji

Yoona stood in the cafeteria, a frown on her face as she looked around the packed cafeteria. Usually around this time, she managed to find a table and there weren’t so many people but it seemed as though that wasn’t the case now.

For a moment, she wondered if perhaps she should go back to her office and eat her lunch there, and just as she began to think of this as a better and better idea, she saw a table that was mostly empty--except for a boy, who seemed to be sitting alone.

With a sigh, she headed over, hoping he wasn’t holding the table for someone else and walked slowly, just in case, but no one seemed to be heading towards him. She stood across from him, a seat over so she wasn’t too intimidating and noticed the patient uniform. For a moment, she wondered where his family might be, but she didn’t let her mind linger.

“Hi,” she said, offering a smile. “Sorry, the cafeteria is full, this was the only table, so I hope you don’t mind if I just take a seat here...” she said, not really waiting for a response as she put her tray down and grabbed the book that she had been carrying under her arm on the table and took a seat.

[skxngmnh]

@wykenji

The sky was clear and Minah just finished another good book. She packs up her belongings and gets ready to head back to the Hufflepuff common room when she spots Kenji from a distance. “Ken!” She calls the boy excitedly and hurries towards him. Carrying the books in her arms. Walking over to him, she goes through a sea of students passing by. She mutters an apology for getting through their line just to get to her friend. “Whew. That was quite an adventure.” She says, wiping her sweat as she stands before him. Glancing at the students then back at Kenji. 

“So, I was thinking.. What if moly was used as an ingredient for food instead of for potions? I know all about the healing it does when brewed into Wiggenweld Potion but not everyone is willing to take in potions for their injuries. Don't you think making something like- candy drops would be beneficial?” Her question was so out of the blue but the whole idea has been in her head for a while now. She simply wants to feel what it's like to make something useful and helpful to her fellow students. “Is the idea too crazy? What do you think?”

[wyxshin]

@wykenji

Live a decent life, said his friends. 

But Shin had led such life when he was younger and he ended up being a prey to his older brother's petty hatred for trivial things. After coming to Wonyang, he worked part-time and now he was a full-time assistant teacher at a daycare and he offers to tutor to students after his shift. 

He checks his phone again, waiting for a response from his new student. Waiting at the coffee shop, he has sent Kenji a message that he'll be waiting at a coffee shop nearby the university so they can arrange where they will do the tutoring and they still need to settle a lot of things. Which subjects does he need tutoring at, the payment and the number of hours per session since he gets paid by the hour. 

Sipping on his coffee, Shin patiently waits. A young man enters the coffee shop and Shin, politely smiles. It must be Kenji, right? “Kenji!” He calls the other male's name with a bright smile. He's used to meeting new people, but was the other the same? 

“You're Kenji, right?” He asks, still smiling as bright as ever. “The name's Shin. But I'm sure you already know that. I'm the one that will be helping you in your studies.”

[wysyijun-blog]

@wykenji

Yijun yawned as he got out of work, too late to his liking. Those last days, the handovers were always long, because work was heavy. Lots and lots of patients, tons of care and exams to do. It was exhausting, and his social life was impacted from it : he hadn’t seen Minah and Jinoh in few days, which was a lot for them.

On his way home, Yijun remembered he had nothing easy to eat, and he wasn’t feeling awake enough to cook something at nearly midnight. He entered in the first 7/24 convenience store he found, hoping to find some good instant food so he wouldn’t go to sleep his stomach empty.

As he was browsing the aisles and choosing his dinner, Yijun noticed someone. Wait, wasn’t it the young man he ran into a lot in Seoul, during sleepless nights ? Even if it was, they had talked a bit, but he didn’t know his name.....

“Hm, sorry, didn’t I met you in Seoul, few years ago....?” he asked shyly, hoping he wouldn’t embarass himself

[kxngjin]

          He treated his dragons like his own family, perhaps that was why today was an unusual one. one of his dragons had called in sick, one of his best dealers was at home hacking up a storm, thus today, today was a day of errands. within his grip was a list of clients he had to deal with, packages loaded in small boxes that rested in the passenger seat of his vehicle. a few deliveries were sent to stores, whilst others were to be made in the alleyways of wonyang, a few requested home deliveries in which only resulted in a lazy groan.

his dragons worked hard, they were dedicated and loyal to him, which proves well on days like these. he could have easily gotten another dragon to step in and take his place in running errands, but sometimes he felt the need to humble himself, to see things from the perspective of his own men. white strands of hair that were raked back by tired fingers, arms holding onto a box as he reaches the address of ( @wykenji ). he knocks, awaiting a response, a lot of his dragons made friends with those they dealt with making deliveries easier on their part, however this was not his forte. upon the door opening, his features remain impassive, only a raise of his eyebrows moves through, ❝ i’m here to deal. ❞