and / gold

i am making myself ready / doused in oil for the burning.

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yeojin‌:

( / goddamn, with the way everything is falling into place, she might be just seconds away from shooting a shot right through the hoop ) ( / she holds him up to the offer without hesitation, feeling a girlish sense of glee upon hand contact—there couldn’t have been a better day to have worn an off-shoulder top—more than willing to take their time here ) ( / sits down, eyes going from his still-handsome-from-up-close face to his newly exposed palms (cue the next thought: they’re so big—) and oh, all right, that was a tender move she didn’t have in mind. chivalrous, i see you. if she could blush she would; sadly, it’s beyond her scope of acting prowess ) ( / her own hand moves up, fingers brushing past his as she redoes her bun ) no, gosh, you don’t have to. ( / insert joke about how water won’t help the kind of thirst she’s got right now ) i just need a couple of ( / hours ) minutes. 

( ‘ on top of being—maybe—parts obliviousness, his mind is still elsewhere. unable to fully focus on the girl in front of him. he still has paperwork on the table to fill out, reports and what not. may or may not feel the watchful eyes of his fellow fireman boring into the back of his head. ) “alright.” ( ‘ notes the the brush of their fingers belatedly, lowering his hand to rest on his side. he takes a beat, eyes sweeping over delicate features in quiet observation. systematically committing a face to memory, if you will. his lips part, words at the ready, pooled at the base of his tongue—but ultimately kept at bay by the rumbling timbre of another’s; calling out for him specifically. ah. ) ( ‘ his head turns, spotting an identical uniform gesturing him over. nods with a decisive wave of his own. ) “i have to go.” ( ‘ sports an reassuring smile with his words, holding her gaze as he speaks. ) “just stay put, okay? i’ll have your coworkers come check on you.” ( ‘ pulls to stand after, brushing past an otherwise peculiar tickle to say something more. yet not knowing what to say entirely. he opts instead (at the once more beckoning of his hyung) to make his leave, slipping his helmet on sloppily. ) “okay, okay. i’m coming!”

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pswum‌:

( kkt — 백기호 ) Wish I had whipped cream but that’d be way too indulgent for a weekday lol ( kkt — 백기호 ) Nice ( kkt — 백기호 ) I’m just waiting for my rice to finish

( 06:58pm ) 💬nah man do it ( 06:59pm ) 💬live your best life ( 07:00pm ) 💬👀👀rice for one on friday night? ( 07:00pm ) 💬we couldve gotten dinner tgt!

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@umkiho

( kkt — 백기호 ) Duuuuude ( kkt — 백기호 ) I tried out the Chivas regal 12 year you recommended? ( kkt — 백기호 ) And out of curiosity had some with my morning cuppa…. ( kkt — 백기호 ) It’s gonna be my new go to… thanks ( kkt — 백기호 ) Anw what’s up

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( 06:57pm ) 💬right??🤗 ( 06:57pm ) 💬it’s wicked smooth  ( 06:57pm ) 💬ia use it to top off your mornings man ( 06:58pm ) 💬i just got home from my shift ( 06:58pm ) 💬hbu?

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yeojin‌:

( / nods slowly, gaze thoroughly fixed on his face and his face only. in her defense, where else should she be looking, anyways? ) ( / bated breath until, there it is, the golden opportunity of a question. ) no please, just yeojin. ( / straightens a little, hand (reluctantly) off his bicep ) i don’t know, let me— ( / gets into position to take a step ) ( / manages a couple before the subtle, purposeful stagger that has her grabbing the sleeve of his uniform a blink shy of a purposeful loss of balance ) s-sorry… i think it’s just the heat and all. ( / the finishing touch: the pleading, pitiful puppy eyes she sends his way ) ( / her grip tightens ) could you help me over there? 

( ‘ blinks a couples times, smile in place once she offers her name. pretty, much like her person. ) “okay, yeojin.” ( ‘ tests the way it curls off his tongue absently, corner of his lips curling in endearment while she moves. eyes following every shift in moment. just in case. yeah, it’s because of that. ) “be careful.” ( ‘ presses his lips together, muscles slightly tense. she, slightly akin to a fawn, moves relatively slow. so unsteady that he can guess what happens next. lo and behold... ) “it’s okay, i’ll help you.” ( ‘ speaks kindly enough, smile assuring as he shifts, slipping an arm around her frame carefully. ) “just lean into me, i’ll lead you.”  ( ‘ it’s a slow walk, kiho isn’t in too much of a rush. attention divided between the smooth path and frail girl leaning into him. wondering absently if there’s a particular need to call for paramedics. he doesn’t want anyone to faint after all. ) “here.” ( ‘ he moves relatively slow, setting his helmet down before pulling away to rest his hands on thin shoulders, leading her to take a seat on the bench. from there, he simply crouches to face level, hands working to peel off his gloves. under the blazing sun in attire meant to protect from flame? god, it’s hot even for him. ) “do you want me to grab you some water?” ( ‘ nevertheless, he manages a smile. hand lifting to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear absently. )

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umjinri‌:

not again… she groans, head rolling back in agony. the cat is stuck in the tree for the fifth, sixth, maybe tenth time? it’s not the cat that’s the issue, it’s the small girl who always seems to be around whenever an incident occurs. 

she keeps an eye out for the cat, incase it falls from the tree, but it’s hard not to look around her surroundings for the blonde creeping around. the fire department should be here in a few minutes and during those few minutes, she’s been rehearsing what to say in case the little girl chooses to make an appearance. 

“mickey, don’t worry, we’ll get you down soon.” she calls after the cat, smiling gently. she sees a truck approaching. “see, you have nothing to worry about–” unless if that little girl decides to show up. 

— @umkiho

this is—not the first time. and seemingly so, it doesn’t feel like it’ll be the last time either. he recognizes the call when it comes in through dispatch, knows the area easily enough. cat in a tree, this is what—the fourth time this month?

the drive over is easy, having caught the call around lunch hours, it was only him that operated the truck; pulling up to a familiar address in no time. and so far? cautionary glances left and right. not a tiny blonde in sight. 

thank god.

steps out of the truck with a friendly smile, she—jinri, as he’s gotten to know over the last few visits—is far easier to deal with. although it doesn’t exactly mean he shouldn’t keep his guard up, what with the last few ‘rescues’ came along with a tiny girl clinging to his arm. for all he knows, they could be working together. “hey. another cat in the tree?”

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yeojin‌:

( / you saw it here first folks, he took the bait, hooked by the hand and what to her looks like an obvious wash of concern. but now’s not the time to gloat. ) ( / at the moment, there’s a chance to dial it up a little, turn the act a shade more convincing ) ( / goes for pretty, half-lidded exhaustion over not-so-pretty cross-eyed delirium ) thank you, ( / nearly sighs out the last vowel, giving his shoulder cap a small squeeze for good measure. ) ( / he leans a little close, and that hand moves ever so slightly to his bicep. status update: handsome, and has been lifting weights? whew! ) anything will do. ( / cue serene smile ) there’s… ( / her free hand points to some direction away from the bread blue and behind them. the other remains firm on his arm. ) a bench over there?  

( ‘ he can’t possibly be this oblivious. oh but he is. or at least, it just hasn’t crossed his mind yet. far too busy with the pressing concern of her current state. fake or otherwise. it isn’t as if he’s never been aware of his effect on certain people. ) ( ‘ notes the squeeze with a slight raise of his brow, but doesn’t comment on it. at least, at least, it isn’t an over eager little girl. and this much, it isn’t unbearable. although the sun shines rather crudely down on them, threatening to turn his uniform into a heat box altogether. ) “no problem,” ( ‘ his eyes scan the premise, pausing slightly with her diction while his eyes follow the line of her arm. making a quiet ‘ah’ noise. ) “yeah, let’s go there.” ( ‘ takes a second to consider his options, eyes flicking over her features carefully. ) “are you okay enough to walk, miss?” 

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yeojin‌:

( / not that bad, he says, and maybe on the scale of his experience, it registers true. yeojin has no choice but to take it as so ) thank goodness you guys managed to come– ( / the gratitude starts out genuine, but then with the helmet slipping free comes a one-of-a-kind reveal she hadn’t seen coming ) …here… ( / fuck, back-track. is there a way to turn those last two words into a command? ) ( / dark eyes, darker hair swept up, soft-sharp features set on a smooth tan face, prominent bob of an adam’s apple oh god oh god the oven may be busted but there’s something else entirely that’s got her aflame ) ( / he’s speaking, but she can’t seem to hear, entranced by the undulations of his tenor until the very last two syllables ) alright? ( / she repeats faintly ) ( / think. are you alright? no. you’ve got a fire that he started and you want him to put it out. pronto. ) …i’m ( / think! ) …dizzy… ( / there you go! ) ( / raises not one, but two dainty, damsel in distress hands for him to hold and steady her )

( ‘ there’s something amiss here. he can’t exactly put his finger on it. slightest shift in the air while he speaks. he notices her gaze, can’t help but wonder idly if he had some soot or leftover food in his teeth. that’s usually how it goes doesn’t it? ) “yes...” ( ‘ his brows furrow beneath his fringe in puzzlement, pausing when she speaks again. ) “oh,” ( ‘ oh! he takes her hand, guiding her to rest it on his shoulder while his attention flickers, with a slouch fixating more closely on the employee. she’s pretty, that’s undeniable. but there’s a certain air of professionalism that calls to attention, kiho is never one to deviate from what’s expected of him anyway. ) “dizzy? do you need some water? where are...”  ( ‘ the rest of your coworkers. kiho could only surmise that they’re off helping with the clean up just like his, leaving the two alone. ) “forget it, it’s okay — let’s find you a place to sit first.” 

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hiya, just want to post this for a quick consensus check on who’s still interested in plotting (with the whole directory change and all that). you can read up on kiho here and here!

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yeojin‌:

april 2019, 9:30 a.m.

( / she’s dying, or it feels like a part of her is. that’s what happens when you’ve poured your heart and soul into a place. said place sits dead-center of a total disaster, the backroom of the bread blue burning ) ( / like the rest of the evacuees, yeojin can do nothing else but stand and watch as the fire gets put out, and when it does, nothing but an overwhelming flood of relief ) ( / at the tail-end of a call to the owner when the first responder emerges from the exit, and she’s quick to meet them in the middle, putting the phone back into her pocket ) god, i don’t even know what to say–

( ‘ it’s not out of the ordinary. things like this happen, more so frequently in kitchens than anything. though as of late it’s more technical than man-made error. still, he would prefer a small kitchen fire over a gas leak any day. ) ( ‘ it takes less than twenty minutes to handle it, stepping out to meet the person in charge, smile on his lips. ) “it’s not that bad,” ( ‘ he’s quick to reassure her, hands reaching up to pull off his helmet with a small sigh, eyes meeting hers again. ) “one of the ovens are definitely busted though.” ( ‘ continues, gaze sweeping over her frame. ) “we’re cleaning up right now—but if you want, you should be able to reopen in a couple hours...” ( ‘ shifts, tucking his helmet under his arm. ) “are you alright?”

[mess-ines]

This is gonna be stuck in my head 😂

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aiya . this is kiho, local firefighter here to rescue you from small household flames, cats from trees, if you get stuck in an elevator etc. he’s worked hard to repay his dad’s debt all his life now he’s 25 (26) n not sure what to do w himself. standard finding myself in my 20s type of shit. personality is still kinda out there atm but i wanna say the base is just a nice dude, doesn’t like to talk about his family life, bad with commitments, likes pineapple on his pizza, also likes helping people (just not a pushover). 

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i want.... a fire service group plot.... please if anyone out there consider this: piping hot bromance w kids who depend on e/o daily *snazzy cgi fire effects* sharing stories abt their weekend over doing drills. 0 days since nonsense etc

(1) one sibling. p sure when his mom left she left w his sibling and that was almost two decades ago so angst x 

exes (like i said, bad with commitment, always fixated on working more to save money)

friends from high school who he kind of lost contact w after grad

people he’s saved/encountered on the job