the stars keep falling

[Kim Jongkook. 37. Military Soldier/Hunter.] "Sometimes, the bravest thing you can do is admit that you're scared." ★ for RP purpose only, may contain 18+ contents.

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the only light || jk&jh

[jihyoxtlou]

She was glad he didn’t continue question her. Maybe he had accepted her lie, maybe he hadn’t noticed it was one. It didn’t matter, she wouldn’t let it matter.

Her own eyes strayed to their entwined hands – how long had it been since someone did something as simple as hold her hand? Since someone looked at with something else than fear or wariness in their eyes? The look of admiration and trust he was giving her was almost too much.

She wasn’t… she wasn’t the girl she’d once been. An innocent, scared, sweet girl with a kind heart, clean hands. Her hands now were stained with blood, blood of kids barely old enough to call themselves men.

Well. That didn’t matter either.

She looked up when he spoke again, about the food, kissing him back easily and then taking her food.

“Yah… what was I supposed to do when you surprise me like that?” She gave him a playful punch to the shoulder. How could he blame her after springing that on her? She hadn’t exactly expected to be kissed like that by the one person that had held her heart for so long. She ate half of her meat and then offered him a few bites too.

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He chuckled, crescent smiling eyes staring preciously at the woman in front of him, as her little punch to his shoulder felt more akin to that of a light prod on him. He reached out to grab her hand before she could retract, bringing it to his mouth and kissing the back of her hand softly.

“You respond with the same thing back,” he answered coolly, casually playing with her fingers and even studying the rough lines on her palm like they were the most interesting thing ever. And then he looked up back at her with a cheeky smile, one that would rarely appear on his face when interacting with other people that aren’t her. Facades that he need not put on in front of her because she deserves the real him.

“For example, if I kiss you, you kiss me back. It wouldn’t be a surprise once you get used to it.” As if to prove his point he went on to steal another kiss from her yet again. At the end of the day they would have to return separately back and who knows how long before he could see her again. He wouldn't want to have any regrets afterwards. 

“Are you done yet? Do you still want more food?” He swallowed the bites she fed him and then asked. Somehow he still remembers her little habits after all these years, and it’s obvious that he wouldn’t want her to go hungry or anywhere near the likes of it. He stared at her with a wide smile. Would it be weird if all he wanted was to just have her in his arms all day long and doing nothing else at all? 

[jihyoxtlou]

.despite this cruel world .jongkook .flashback

[jihyoxtlou]

[...]

But it wasn’t like she could just stand around like this forever either. So she threw him the rope carefully, putting the wooden plank over the gap as he tied the rope and signalled it should be fine. She swallowed against the racing of her heart and nodded to herself, crossing determinedly. The wooden plank creaked dangerously. The sound got worse and she jumped the last part as the plank snapped in two, tumbling and stretching her arms out to break her fall – but the metal never hit her hands, instead  feeling only the soft fabric of a shirt.

The very same shirt she’d been clinging too earlier. She blinked again, almost confused, a blush creeping over her cheeks as she realized Jongkook had caught her and she’d stumbled face first into his chest. It struck her again how warm he felt – did all boys feel so warm? Cuddling up to Joongki for sleeping was also warm, but somehow this was a little… different.

She slowly untangled her fingers from his shirt, suddenly embarrassed, her heart beating in her throat too fast for her to speak. She coughed awkwardly.

“L-Let’s go…”

Let’s just pretend she didn’t just do that. It was too embarrassing to dwell on.

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

He gave a reassuring smile at Jihyo, ignoring the stinging discomfort as a result of those minor cuts on his arms being exposed to open air. They would heal by themselves soon enough, and there was no reason to make the girl panic more than she already was. He ought to protect her and help her find her family back as soon as possible. He could imagine just how worried her parents would be about their own missing daughter. 

After making sure that the rope was securely tied, he watched anxiously as she started to cross the wooden plank, heart in his mouth. He wasn’t even that nervous himself when he was basically dangling from the escalator just a tad earlier on. 

His eyes were fixed on the plank, a deep frown marring across his face when it sounded like it was about to break. And true enough, the plank snapped in half as he hurriedly stepped forward to catch Jihyo and cushion her fall before she fell head first onto the metal. He wrapped his arm around her waist to steady the combined weight of theirs, and could literally feel the sharp intake of warm breath against his chest. It felt mildly pleasing, but before he could fathom what exactly was that raw sensation, she released herself from him. 

Thinking that she was probably embarrassed at her own clumsiness, he merely grinned at her, and was afterwards slightly taken aback at his own urge to tease her. Nonetheless he managed not to do that, still rather clueless and awkward at interaction with opposite gender that wasn’t his family. 

He nodded his head at her words, and then subsequently proceed to cut off the end of the rope that was tied to the broken wooden plank. The other half of the plank fell off downwards with a loud crash, and he was just thankful none of them fell off the escalator. He quickly untied the other end attached to the pillar and stuff the rest of the rope into his backpack. It would be too wasteful to just throw away such a sturdy rope that might come in use later on. 

After making sure that they had everything with them, he advanced forward and just slightly in front to scout the path first. 

“How far up do you think your parents are at?” 

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[tlouxjinki-deactivated20161210]

Military tales | Jinki x Jongkook

[tlouxjinki-deactivated20161210]

[...]

The student felt a bit uncomfortable about the fact that he had to analyze his fellow students, but he still followed Jongkook’s instructions and watched as Haeun,the 15-year-old sword master of their class, swung around, sending an incredible side kick into her sparing partner’s kidneys. The other stumbled to the side, trying to find her balance. The movements seemed perfect and Jinki had real troubles finding any remarks. But then he saw it.

“The distance,” Jinki almost shouted, proud of himself that he had noticed that the girl was actually standing a bit close to her partner to aim her head perfectly.

He looked up at Jongkook, who was still standing at his side, his arm still resting on the younger’s shoulder.

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

Within the short span of time since he entered the training room, the initial chattering had changed to that of shouting and groaning. And occasionally some bewailing that sounded suspiciously like someone being whacked mercilessly onto the matted flooring. Jongkook nonchalantly tune out those noises, his attention mostly on the pair of sparring students as he waited patiently for Jinki to reply.

He wasn’t expecting the young lad to be able to specifically point out the mistake, and was slightly impressed when he managed to spot one. The edge of his mouth curled a tad upwards, for some reason rather pleased at Jinki’s answer. The arm on the younger’s shoulder moved to pat lightly on the back. 

“That’s right, the distance,” he nodded his head in approval. “But it’s not always possible to get the most ideal distance between you and your opponent in a real life situation, therefore you can only hone your sense of judgement and rely on it,” he added, seemingly from his own point of view. No enemies would in any way wait for their opponent to get their optimal pose before attacking. That would be just plain foolish when a matter of life and death is on the line.  

Moving onto the next pair of students, Jongkook did not ask Jinki to point out their mistake again, and instead just let him tag along beside him, and hopefully learn something while at it. It wasn’t long before he finished the round giving advises to the students. His comrade was still talking to some students and he took the chance to speak to Jinki.

“Meet me here tomorrow after your classes if you want to improve your close combat skill,” he instructed, reaching out to give another pat on the boy’s shoulder before promptly exiting from the room without the rest noticing. Better escape before his comrade pull another trick up his sleeve to make use of him again. 

[jihyoxtlou]

.despite this cruel world .jongkook .flashback

[jihyoxtlou]

[...]

She repacked everything and stalked off to find Jongkook fiddling with the lock on one of the doors, seemingly having little luck in breaking it or finding the code.

“I’m ready,” she spoke, with all the courage she didn’t feel. If she said it enough, it would be true. She could do this. “We need to go up. Do you think we can climb over those escalators there? Or do you think that’s too difficult?

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

Trying to find a way out was easier said than done, when all he could find were just rubble and lots of debris. The only thing useful that he managed to scavenge was a bundle of long rope. The nearest stairs that would be able to lead them upwards had collapsed entirely and there was no way they could use it. He was trying to break open the door of what seemed like a storage room when Jihyo appeared and seemed all ready to go. He gave one final tug on the lock, and gave up when it refused to budge, instead turning around to look at the escalator she was referring to.

“We can try, it’s probably the only way around here to go up,” he remarked with a slight frown on his face. The escalator was broken in the middle, and while he might be able to jump over the larger than usual hole, he wasn’t sure if the girl could, when the distance of the gap was greater than her full height. He searched around the area for a bit, an idea sprung when he saw a piece of relatively wide and thick plank. He securely tied one end of the rope he found earlier to the plank, and then passed it to Jihyo to hold onto first. 

“I’ll try to jump over first, and then you can use that to cross over afterwards,” he explained, tossing his backpack over to the other side of the escalator. With a deep breath he leaped over, and would have succeeded if the metal structure did not crack, thus causing him to lose his footing as something broke off and dropped down onto the ground below. 

He hurriedly held onto the side of the escalator for support, barely clutching on as his feet dangled in the air. He probably wouldn’t die if he did fall off, but getting his bones broken wasn’t something he wanted either. Gathering his strength, he managed to heave himself upwards in one go, and never felt so alive when he felt himself standing on something solid. There were a few scratches and cuts on his arms, some of them slightly bleeding but he ignored the stinging and looked back at Jihyo.

“I think it should be safe to go on from now,” he remarked and laughed awkwardly, and then gestured to the plank. “Throw the rope to me, will you? I’ll tie the other end to the pillar over there so that it’s stable enough for you to cross.” 

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

the only light || jk&jh

[jihyoxtlou]

[...]

They were meant to be together, always. Even if they weren’t meant to be happy. Even if it would end in misery, or bloodshed. Maybe that was all love ever was. Maybe it was the only kind of love she was capable of. If there was no fight, if there was no struggle, it wasn’t real.

So she would fight, for every second she could spend with him, for every second the happiness would last.

She gently urged his face up again, so he could look at her and leaned down to kiss him again, fondly, briefly. When she broke apart she smiled and said softly, with a hint of amusement: “hey now, don’t forget my food again. I’ll forgive you once, but not twice, okay?”

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

Even if there was a sudden surge of disappointment that Jihyo wasn’t coming clean with him about her alliance, it was gone all quickly when he felt her soft lips pressing faintly against his skin, and the soothing touch her hand was doing as it ran through his hair. He would understand if she had her reason for not saying. Maybe she didn’t think it matter much. Or maybe she didn’t want him to be stuck in a difficult position between choosing her or the Military. It wouldn’t be his fault if he didn’t know.  

Though he might be working for the Military, but he knows and could jolly well differentiate between what’s morally right and wrong. But then again, he owed his life to the Military. Without them, he probably wouldn’t even be alive to once again meet Jihyo and reunite with her. Who could really decide what’s exactly right or wrong anyway, when everything seems justifiable from their own perspective point of view? 

He smiled adoringly back at her, reaching out to intertwine their fingers together, his thumb gently stroking the back of her hand in a circle. 

“You’re the one who dropped your own food, not me,” he joked teasingly, gaze somewhat skimming at the meat as he roasted it above the fire, but most of the time more preoccupied at staring her with a smitten look like a fool in love. He was a fool for her, indeed.

As the fire crackled in the background, silence washed over them both. It wasn’t awkward, but rather, it was the comfortable kind of quiet calmness, as though they were in deep thoughts. All he had in his mind was how he wanted time to temporarily stop for now so that he could spend more time with her. Shortly after, it didn’t take long for the meat to be fully cooked, as he tried to cool it down a little first before passing to her. 

“Here’s your food, and don’t drop it again,” he grinned, handing the meat to her, but not before stealing a quick kiss from her first. 

[tlouxjinki-deactivated20161210]

Military tales | Jinki x Jongkook

[tlouxjinki-deactivated20161210]

[...] “I guess we have an odd number of students,” Jinki chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his head as he looked up to find Jongkook – like predicted – with his arms crossed and a judging look in his eyes. “Would you mind helping me out, sir? I mean, alone I can’t practice my moves, can I? It’d be great if you would help me out. It’d be the best practice I’ve ever had.”

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

The soldier watched silently as the students all scrambled to find their partner to pair up. Some were fast to find their friends, while some took a bit of time to settle down. He started walking around the room at a slow pace, observing the students with keen eyes as they did their basic sparring moves.

He gave a not so gentle shove at the students’ instructor, who just so happened to be his comrade too, when he passed by him on purpose. It was his fault that he had to gave a brief lesson to the students regarding close combats, and he couldn’t even escape it. Not when the students were all looking at him with hopeful eyes.

“Relax and land on your back, not on your hand. You’ll sprain your joints and hurt yourself that way,” he commented at a student, correcting his posture before moving on to another pair. It was only until he passed by another two pairs of students that he noticed one lone student by himself without any partner, and that person turned out to be none other than Jinki. He raised his eyebrows but said nothing regarding the boy’s current predicament of having no partner to spar and practices his moves with.

He gave a small smile, shaking his head at Jinki’s suggestion. Instead, the soldier put his arm over the boy’s shoulder, gesturing with his head to follow him as he advanced towards another pair of students not far away from them.

“Sometimes learning from others’ mistakes is a great way to improve too,” he remarked, stopping just far enough for them to observe the pair of students but not quite within hearing range. He looked at the pair for a short way, and then turned to the boy beside him.

“Find anything wrong with the way they’re sparring?” He asked. 

[jihyoxtlou]

.despite this cruel world .jongkook .flashback

[jihyoxtlou]

[...]

“D-Don’t try anything!” she warned. “I’ll kick you where it hurts!”

She took a deep breath and ignored the anxious, humiliated flutter of her heart as she took off her shirt, pressing it against her chest so only her back was exposed, even if that made her shoulder hurt something fierce.

“You can – You can turn around again. Hurry up,” she stubbornly looked in front of her again, not wanting too look at Jongkook like this. She bit her lip to keep still and to keep from hunching in on herself like a scared little baby.

o what? So a boy was – looking at her and going to touch her with her shirt off. So what? That was fine. It was fine! It was just for the wound, so who cared? It wasn’t a big deal. Nothing at all, totally fine.

She heard him carefully walk closer to her and then his hand was on her bare skin, hot like fire.

This was fine. Totally fine.

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

Kick where it hurts? With his back turned to the girl, his face scrunched up slightly in a mortified expression, hand rubbing his neck in an awkward gesture. He could understand her for saying that, after having been told to take off a shirt by someone she barely know, and from a boy no less. But still, it kind of hurt his pride that she think he would do anything bad to her. He wouldn’t do anything beneath his dignity; his mother had raised him up with enough manners ingrained in him since young.

He somewhat flinched, a little startled at her voice when she declared that she was done and he could turn around. He gulped, hesitation obvious in his movement, but then hurried up when she told him to. Why was he so obedient in listening to the girl? Aish. Taking care of her injury was more important right now.  

With his gaze fixed only on her shoulder as he cleaned and sterilized the wound, he tried his best to minimize in getting direct contact with her bare skin. And the few times his hand accidentally brushed against her skin, the tip of his ears would turn red while his face flushed. He inwardly sighed in relief after finally getting her wound all cleaned and bandaged up. 

“It’s done,” he said, turning around again to put away all the stuff. He dug through his bag, this time pulling out the sliced loaf of bread, a brown package of various dried fruits, and a bottle of clean water. He made sure she was all dressed up again before facing her and passing the food over. 

“I’ll… be nearby to look around for exit, yell for me if there’s anything,” he instructed, avoiding eye contact with her and scuttling off after making sure his weapons were securely with him. Once a safe distance away, he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding it in. Things were getting a little awkward that he felt best if he went scouting for possible escape routes first, while she filled her stomach. Time was not a luxury they could afford to waste right now.

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

the only light || jk&jh

[jihyoxtlou]

[...]

“Hmm, I don’t know, maybe I want some old-fashioned duel for my honor, that sounds like it could be fun. What are you worrying about, anyway? You would definitely defeat any of my other suitors.”

She gave him a mischievous grin, fondness shining through her eyes clear as daylight. Her stomach fluttered almost like she was a teenager again, as if her brain hadn’t caught up with it yet. This was too good to be real. Finding him again was once miracle, but getting him all to herself again, rediscovering the taste of his lips, the warmth of his arms around her, surely that was just too much.

But she would take it, every second of it, and she wouldn’t let it go again. Not again. Never again.

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

“It’s too late to realize that now,” he grinned at her, a certain impish glint in his eyes when she jokingly complained about him. They had missed out so many years together, and who knows what would happen to them tomorrow, or the day after? He just didn’t want to regret not doing anything when he could have done at least something. 

“Of course I would win and defeat all of them.” Not because he’s invincible, but because it’s Jihyo and that’s the only reason he would fight against them if needed to be. 

There was a small trace of anxiety and bitterness in his tone, though quite difficult to notice. It wasn’t without any reason that he would speak of that.

He wasn’t going to be twenty-four hours available next to her, and he couldn’t anyway when they lived so far apart from each other. Even if she doesn’t say it, even if he doesn’t want to bother himself with that, he has an inkling that she’s somehow related to the Fireflies, but he’s just not exactly sure how. 

“I trust you, but I don’t trust them… so don’t hide anything from me, okay?” He gave a bitter smile, slipping his arm tighter around her waist before burying into the crook of her neck and inhaling the unique scent that is her. 

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

lethal encounter || jk&jb

[tlouxjb-blog]

[...]

When the guy finally came into view, it wasn’t difficult for JB to realize that he was injured. He could tell from the stain on his shirt that it probably wasn’t a false injury and, even if it was, this was the last place anyone would try to trap another person considering the lack of people. He looked around the area, scanning for any sign of other humans, before looking back at the injured stranger. He might as well help him. He had been hoping for something interesting and this was probably it.

“Hey…” he began, alerting the guy to his presence while still behind the wall just in case he decided he wanted to unload his bullets into his body or something. “You want me to take care of that injury for you?”

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

The soldier was deep in thought, contemplating on the best decision regarding his situation right now when he was startled by a person’s voice. His eyes widened for that split second, almost horrified at the idea of not realising that there was another presence aside from himself, because had the other person meant harm to him, he would have been long dead already without even knowing why and how.

How long had that person been there? Did he trespass on his place, perhaps? 

Sill, his hand automatically reached for the rifle by his side and grasped it tightly as he aimed it towards the source of the voice. Even if he’s injured, it didn’t meant that he was unable to shoot a bullet through another person’s head if really needed to. 

But then the stranger’s words left him a tad taken aback. He was offering to treat his injury despite not knowing him at all, and whether he’s of any danger to him? Such an oddball it seemed. He relaxed just a little and gradually placed his rifle down, a questioning look directed towards the guy. 

“You have first aid supplies with you?” He inquired, and then paused briefly to ponder over something. “What do you want in return?” Surely the stranger wouldn’t be so kind as to offer to treat his wound and yet wants nothing in return. 

[jihyoxtlou]

.despite this cruel world .jongkook .flashback

[jihyoxtlou]

[...]

“We have to go up,” she said. “My family is upstairs, but I fell. We have to go back to them.”

She looked over her shoulder, watching him search in his backpack.

“They’re nice, they’ll help you too.”

She didn’t want him to get hurt after. He was nice, so far, at least, and he was going to take care of her and waste his own supplies. She stayed quiet for a while, wondering if she could. It was probably rude…

“Uhm… do you, maybe, uhm, have any food? When we find mom and dad they’ll give it back, promise!”

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

“You fell and got separated from your family?” he muttered, more so talking to himself than to her. He nodded absentmindedly, pulling out the small bag that contained all the essential medical supplies he had. It was hard to stock up supplies like these, since it’s not that easy as compared to setting trap for animals as he would to get his food supply, but somehow, he couldn’t bear to see her injuries go unattended like that.

“I’ll make sure to get you back to them,” he gave her an assuring smile. He knew the consequence and feeling of being separated from one’s family all too well, and upon the thought of his own family, the smile vanished from his face with a forlorn look in his eyes. He turned and hid his expression from the girl though, not wanting to make her worry as he took some clean cloth and a bottle of antiseptic solution from the small first aid bag. 

He was wondering how he should go about cleaning her wound, when her words caught him off guard and he chuckled at her innocent frankness. 

“I have some bread and dried food with me, you can have it after we finish cleaning your wound,” he replied. He usually doesn’t bring too much things with him when he go scavenging for things, so he had only opted to bring food that were light with him for this trip while the rest were stashed in his hidden hideout.

“And umm… do you mind if you take off your shirt? I’m not doing anything bad, I swear! I just need to clean your wound and your shirt is in the way and you wouldn’t want me to cut them… I-I mean I need to clean your wound, I’ll turn around and you can call me when you’re ready,” he spluttered incoherently, and turned his back around to look at the other side. 

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

the only light || jk&jh

[jihyoxtlou]

[...]

She knew what would happen before it did, but for once, she didn’t fight it, she didn’t fight anything, she didn’t have to. She just watched the change in his eyes, the way he moved towards her, and in that one moment she was completely safe and sound, from everything, from herself.

She closed her eyes as her lips met his, slowly deepening the kiss, entwining her fingers with his, sliding the other hand over his broad shoulders, gently, as if moving too much would break the moment, would make everything disappear.

She had had enough dreams like this, after all.

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

It had been gentle at first, as if he was hesitating and afraid that he would hurt her, and perhaps giving her a chance to reject him if she did not want to. But as soon as she began kissing him back, he responded by sliding his hand over her waist, pulling her closer to him as he kissed her with more passion. He let his fingers be entwined with hers, tilting his head and grazing her bottom lip lightly. 

He only broke away so that they could both catch a breath, and gave another quick peck on her lips before pulling away completely. He smiled at her, chuckling inwardly to himself when he could feel a slight taste of the roasted meat she ate on his lips.

He was quite sure she knew what it entailed by responding to the kiss he initiated, and the fact that she didn’t reject him meant something. She’s like his only star shining brightly amidst the dark night sky. 

The soldier didn’t know what he should say, but neither did he want to say anything to break the intimate atmosphere they were in right now. But then he decided that he should best cook another stick of the meat for her, when he caught a glance of her previously half-eaten one on the ground, before she got annoyed at him for ruining such a perfect piece of food. 

He walked back to his seat in front of the fire, pulling Jihyo along with him and insisting that she sits on his lap so that he could wrap one hand around her waist while the other hand deal with the roasting.

“I’m possessive, so you shouldn’t get too close to other men from now on,” he declared, a tiny smirk set on his face as he rested his chin on her shoulder. 

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

lethal encounter || jk&jb

@tlouxjb

With every step that he took, a sharp throbbing pain would pierce through his lower abdomen, involuntarily causing him to clench his teeth tightly together. Sustaining injuries of all kind weren’t that big of a deal, but for it to be so serious that the soldier was actually staggering his way back? It was rare. He hadn’t quite expected to be ambushed by a rather big group of infected while on his regular hunting, because he was familiar with the terrain, and the area there used to be all clear. He supposed he could only blame it on his lack of luck that day. But yet here he was, still alive and breathing, so perhaps it still wasn’t that bad. 

The red stain on his shirt seemed to be spreading with every second, as he forced himself to move forward. It took every ounce of his strength to actually escape from the group of infected. By no means was he a weakling, but no matter how strong he was, it was a lone battle that already at serious disadvantage right from the start.

Hissing in pain, Jongkook wasn’t sure if he could make it all the way back to the Military district before he fainted due to loss of blood. And then he laughed at himself for thinking that way. He’s been through even worse injuries, this… this was nothing at all. It was impossible for him to die just like that. Unfortunately the Military district was just a tad too far away, and there was the possibility that his wound might get infected during the process if he tried to clean it without the proper equipment.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, he made his way towards what used to be a building that had collapsed and only piles of rubble remained. He winced, and slid himself against the wall so that he was partially hidden from view. If only he still had his supplies with him, he wouldn’t be in such dire circumstance right now.

[tlouxjinki-deactivated20161210]

Military tales | Jinki x Jongkook

[tlouxjinki-deactivated20161210]

[...]

The young trainee joined the line of students that were anticipating the unannounced training session with one of the most famous soldiers of the entire district, wondering how their meeting would end this time.

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

If looks could kill, his comrade would have been shot dead by his glare a hundred times now. He was doing this on purpose, making him stay to coach the students in order to annoy him. The students’ instructor was doing a good job of irritating if he would say so himself. He sighed inwardly, giving one last glare at the instructor, who was smiling slyly at him, before moving into the indoor training room. Not forgetting to drag his comrade with him in of course, who was the cause of all this. 

Still cursing under his breath and glaring at his comrade whenever he got the chance to without the others seeing, he gave the students a few minutes to settle down first. He got to the front, with the student’s instructor towing after him, and clapped his hands a few times to get their attention on him. 

“Alright, before I do anything, get into pairs and do the basic sparring move with your partner. I’ll be going around to see how you’re doing,” he instructed, watching the students scrambling for a partner at his spot for a while, and finally moving when it seemed like most of them were paired up and sparring already. His eyes followed the movement of the students, not quite saying anything yet, and as he got to where Jinki was, he stopped and watched him for a while.

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

the only light || jk&jh

[jihyoxtlou]

[...]

“So, don’t leave anymore, okay?”

She said it with a smile, like a joke, because it was something that mean too much to her to say any way but lightly. Her hand curled itself tighter in the fabric of his shirt, and she studied his face, trying to find something, something that would let her know: this time it was forever.

[tlouxjongkook-blog]

There was a short pause where he felt terrified. But why exactly he didn’t know. Perhaps he was scared that she didn’t miss him as much as he did. Or that she was going to reject his intimacy. Or maybe, he was afraid that she found a replacement and doesn’t need him anymore. The place she holds in his heart is worth a lot more than he ought to admit.

But obviously that was just paranoia thinking on his own though. He smiled at her response, a fluttering feeling in his chest, and held her tighter if that was even possible

“I’m never going to leave you again, pinky promise?” He smiled softly at her and held his pinky out, remembering the first time they met and he gave her his pinky promise that he wouldn’t hurt her. The same young girl who was shaking violently despite pointing the gun at him, and so terrified that he would inflict harm on her. The memories seemed so vivid that it felt like it happened not just long ago, and felt rather bizarre at times when he thought back about it.

He looked fixedly at her, eyes crinkling into a crescent shape. He did notice that she looked just a little bit different from last time they met, but hadn’t really put in much thoughts about it, until now when he looked at her up close.

As if having a mind of his own, his hand reached up to cup the side of her face, his thumb gently stroking her rosy cheek. His gaze drifted towards her pinkish lips, the way it seems to be drawing him in. And then unconsciously he brought his face down, capturing her lips in his.

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.despite this cruel world .jongkook .flashback

[jihyoxtlou]

[...]

“We should move quickly, right? Before they come back. Do you… do you think it’s safe now? I can run again. I – I’m sorry I fell earlier.”

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He fixed his gaze down at her, some sort of mixed emotions washing over him. He wanted to tell her that it’s okay to cry, and that it’s okay to be terrified too, but the words were stuck in his throat. At that moment it was not a good timing nor a suitable place for words of sympathy. She needed to be strong too, because if they couldn’t get themselves out of this place fast enough, the inevitable would be on them. He would rather die than to turn into those hideous creatures that prey upon the others.

“It’s fine, we’ll make it out alive,” he reassured, not sure whether it was for her or for himself, his eyes flickering around the room for a bit before reaching out to grab onto the door handle. He paused briefly to listen and check for any noises outside. It seemed pretty safe, and so he twisted the handle to open the door. He walked out first, light from his torch spilling out onto the passageway. No sight of the infected. He turned back and extended his hand out to her once again. 

“It’s safe now, let’s go before they come back.” He waited for a little while for her to adjust, and then set off in the direction away from the gunshot sound that rang through the air just now. Most of the nearby infected would probably be all swarming towards there. They had to at least get up to the ground level before they even had any chance at escaping from this place. Silence engulfed them as they trudged along the corridors. Shops in this basement level were mostly either buried under rubble or flooded, while the nearest escalator was broken and thus rendering it useless. 

Soon they reached an open area where the light could shine through and they could see their surrounding better. He craned his neck and looked up, gaze scanning while brows furrowed as if in deep thoughts. They had to find the emergency stairs or use another way to get back up there. His gaze shifted over to the girl, and was about to say something but then he realised that one of her sleeves was soaked in blood. Darn. She was injured! It was too dark earlier on for him to notice it.

“You’re bleeding. Let’s get your wound bandaged first,” he pointed out, and started rummaging through his bag for first aid items. 

[tlouxjinki-deactivated20161210]

Military tales | Jinki x Jongkook

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[...]

“Sir, what are youdoing here?” Jinki asked, not beating around the bush. “Are the rumors true that we’re getting a new instructor? Are you going to instruct us?”

And there was the waterfall of questions again.

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Jongkook did not quite expect his presence to affect the students that much, because the only thing he did was just to stand there out of curiosity and stare at the bunch of promising future soldiers in silence. He was about to go off soon, but then he noticed JInki walking towards him and before he knew it, a bunch of questions were thrown right at him. He sighed heavily in his heart. There was an ominous feel of what was about to happen but he seemed to have realize it too late. 

“I had to pass something to one of your instructors here,” he frankly replied, nodding at Jinki with a small smile. As for other questions, he hesitated, because he wasn’t sure if they were getting a new instructor either. However before he could reply, he felt something reaching towards him from behind. He turned and grabbed as a mere reflex, twisting the culprit's hand and locking it in place. 

“Yah yah yah ouch! How can you do this to your comrade?” The person, who turned out to be one of the instructors Jongkook had to pass the stuff to, complained grudgingly. This fellow couldn’t take a joke, could he?

“I don’t have eyes on the back of my head, how do I know it’s you who was sneaking from behind?” Jongkook rolled his eyes and released him with a push. Which he regretted instantly when he heard his next words. 

“Students, it’s hard to get him to come by here so why don’t you guys get him to advise a word or two about your close combat skill? Those who want to, head over to the indoor training room one right now.”

That bastard. Since when did I agree to coach the students in the first place? Jongkook thought to himself, and shot a dead glare at his comrade. He was going to get it once all of this ends. He turned to look at Jinki, and gestured to him to head there as well.