#wykyeo

[hanexl]

          𝖊𝖝𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖙𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖕𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖗𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖈𝖐𝖘, 𝖆 𝖘𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖊 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖘. a bag filled with souvenir from australia, from tourist clothing to the little fridge magnets of the opera house and the harbour bridge. it happened quite often that haneul would be found running through the docks, the families there recognised him, perhaps some saw him on television whilst other’s just knew him as that-boy-that-comes-to-visit-seongkyeo-every-once-in-a-while. he had just returned from a game down under, and of course had come out victorious. 

upon arriving at the correct stall, haneul’s gaze immediately falling onto ( @wykyeo ), ❝ hey ! i’m back ! i bought you some gifts from australia ! i won the games, they had no chance, maybe you should come watch me play some time, i’ll buy you tickets to fly with me. have you ever even left this stall ? do you ever... you know... leave ? ❞ slinging the bag on his back off, handing the other the bag. 

[wysyijun-blog]

@wykyeo

As soon as he came back to Wonyang, Yijun thought of Kyeo. How couldn’t he, knowing he was his only friend, whom he hadn’t seen in years ? Nowadays, except his adress and what Kyeo said in his letters - because, of course, that boy never wanted technology - Yijun knew nothing of his life. So, as soon as he could - once he had settled down with his new work and helping Minah, Yijun headed to Eojun’s Market, where he had met Kyeo years ago. Maybe, if he had some luck, his friend still had his fish stall at the same place....? The young man smiled as he stopped in the middle of the market’s crowd, staring at a particular stall. Here was Kyeo, seeling his fishes as usual. The sight was so comforting to Yijun.... Seriously, he hadn’t come here in so long, it was too touching. His head a bit down, he approached before asking Kyeo “Hello, I’d like an yellowtail, it’s for a big occasion”

[wyhyunjae-blog]

Cats that enjoyed walks were rare. Cats either loved the outdoors, or absolutely loathed it. Hyunjae was, a mix of lucky and unlucky, enough to own both variations of cats. One wanted nothing to do with outside and was happy enough to curl up on the windowsill, bathed in warm sunlight, while the other practically scratched at the door the whole time he was home. And, well, today happened to be one of the many in his week that included taking said cat — Coffeebean — for a walk. Not that she’d let him rest without at least one a day anyway. 

Perhaps it was a good thing Hyunjae had caved to the persistent cat. Today seemed to have plans for him, coming in the form of another troublemaker. A small cat tangled in a fisher’s net, who gazed up at him wearily. Coffeebean nosed at the other cat, having no sense of personal space, while Hyunjae fought to untangle the poor creature. He let Coffeebean climb onto his shoulders before he stood, the two cats sniffing at each other for a moment. There seemed to be a gash in one of its legs and Hyunjae was reluctant to just let the animal run free. “ Poor baby, “ he mumbled.

Luckily for him, it didn’t seem to want that either. The cat could be a stray but something nagging at the back of his mind wanted to rule out that possibility. Despite having no collar, the cat didn’t seem or give off the vibe of being wild. Thus, Hyunjae set out in an attempt to locate the owner. Asking around would be his safest route. Someone had to recognize the poor thing, right ? 

Hyunjae was glad his intuition was correct. After about ten minutes of searching, someone jabbed their finger in a direction. Saying a thank you, the tattoo artist hurried off, glancing down at the cat held carefully in his arms. Surely it would react when it spotted who owned it.

[wykaien]

💘 what happens to you when you’re stressed?

SOURCE: emoji asks 💫 (must be answered truthfully)STATUS: accepting !

“i get very.. moody.. to the point of not wanting to interact with people much. i’m not much fun when i’m like that so i isolate myself from others. i get a bit irritable. i tend to.. mope around and feel bad about myself for a bit. maybe have a good ol’ stress cry.. then i eventually have to get over my pity party so that i can move on. depending on the amount of stress and how big of a deal it is, you’d probably see less of me for at least half a week.” 

[yujinwy]

@wykyeo​

     yujin worshipped cats ( but then again, she loved all the animals in this world ) . so, what would she do if she happened to stumble across one lost, miserably-looking kitty on the street while she was late for work? she called in sick, ditched her responsibility to take care of the cat. she saw a white ball of fur curling up in one corner, staring at her with those round, light hue of yellow eyes and out of curiosity, she approached the cat to pet it, only to find out it was actually in pain. “are you the owner of the cat ??” questioned a mechanic nearby. “seems like its arm is broken.” and she glanced at the white furball's arm. as an employee at the zoo, heung yujin could tell if there was something wrong with an animal and the cat was clearly in pain with one broken limb. that wouldn't be too good. 

     the next thing she knew, yujin found herself at the same old location where the cat was founded after paying a visit to the vet. the adorable furball would be alright now and she wondered how would its owner react upon seeing their precious treasure coming home with bandages and in the arms of a stranger. yujin sighed, she could have just taken the cat home and look after it by herself !! but here she was, asking around if someone recognized the cat or possibly knew its owner. how idiotic of her, did she actually just waste however, the replies she received were not quite like what she imagined. just then, she spotted a young male in the middle of the crowd, looking left and right, almost bumping into another pedestrian due to being careless. was he looking for something? could he be... looking for a cat? now, the possibility was low ( she learned that after questioning about twenty people, believing that the owner would come back to look for the cat ) but it was still worth it. that was it, this would be the last chance and if the guy wasn't white furball's owner, she would take the cat home. end of story.

     “excuse me, hey !!” she ran towards him with the cat in her arms and once she stopped, yujin panted. hard. her stamina wasn't so great after all despite giving the impression that she could kick someone anytime. “do you... do you happen to know this cat ?”

[kxngjin]

          ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇ, that he had left his house that evening. an utter mistake that drew in lifeless, dull eyes with a fastened heartbeat and paced one too many beats too fast. they had a drink in their grasp, beer cans scattered beneath their feet, drunken words that slurred from mindless mouth holes and unbalanced limbs holding up their frame. nothing but a scowling hiss leaving their lips as jin walked past. his eyes hovering to a subtle squint, that angled to the side, expressing his absolute distaste, especially being drunk mere meters away from the dragon casino. 

jin looking around the carpark area to see where the rest of his dragon’s were, where in the world his security had gone to, why this area was not being monitored. a scowl surfacing onto his lips, a loud smashing of a beer bottle colliding to the asphalt, sending jin to turn around immediately. three drunken males, obnoxiously surrounding ( @wykyeo​ ). a brow raises in question, an audible huff of amusement leaving his lips before arms crossing to see the outcome. he was now positioned behind a vehicle, not too far from the scene, an elbow extends to rest atop the car, his entire frame leaning against it. 

following the loud smashing of the bottle, was an even louder scream of absolute jibberish. jin was unaware of the situation and how it had escalated, but he was not about to let anyone die in the carpark area of his casino.