heād been out of the hospital for a while now, caught in the motions of healing on his own, without the aid of medics and the like running their hands over him. the notion had been exhausting for the most part, trapped to a hospital bed with little to pass the time than the few visitors he had. but, this wasnāt any better. he couldnāt do his job without feeling the familiar jolts of pain echo through his bones, was often caught unawares due to the amount of pain killers heād swallow in a day. everything was exhausting.
though, in spite of that, or perhaps because of it, heād made a point of visiting as many members of ivory lotus as he could manage since escaping the confines of medical practice. some of them had neglected to see him, or perhaps they didnāt have the time to spare him as much--it mattered little to him, if only to see if the majority of them were doing okay since the initial ambush.Ā
which lead him to attempting to find the other siren in the gang. yoonoh had always felt a draw towards the younger, almost fatherly in instinct. perhaps it was the age gap between the two, or that the two were of the same species. it could be down to a number of things, but jiwoo was more often than not, on the top of his list of worries and concerns, even through the ambush that had rendered him unable to move--his first thought was how the other was holding up, if she had been brought down, too.Ā
heād managed to track her down to the ivory lotus headquarters, a safe spot for the masses under that gang. weak smile and soft eyes, heād happened to avoid the other members that could perhaps spare a glance his way, and instead focused his attention on the young girl.Ā āyouāre a hard little thing to hunt down, you know. almost had me breaking my back looking for you.ā
sweat soaked sheets and short breaths left bamus shaking lips , he hated seeing other peoples nightmares that was always a downfall. Sometimes when he saw somebodies most wanted desire he would see their most feared dreams in his own , this is how his addiction to sleeping pills well pills in general started working for the ivory lotus was a plus Joje was a piece of relief for him he could get what he wanted there . Opening his usual hidden drawer he groaned when he didnāt hear the familiar crashing of pills against each other. His eyes slide over to the clock, 3:23 am . He shakily made his way through his clothes throwing on worn jeans and black sweatshirt stopping once to run a hand through his bed ridden hair . he quickly pulled open his apartment door a whole new wave of dark taking over his room making his mind run back to his dream again.Ā
fingers pressed into his skull a boy with black eyes smiled as the pressure became too much for him to bare screams becoming shortened-
Bamu smacked his head once trying to clear his head , the nightmares kept getting more realistic , he himself wasnāt scared but he could feel the fear of the people and it messed with his brain. He shoved his hands in his pockets and continued walking his feet moving faster than usual as he made his way to the pharmacy. He knew he should be careful lately with everything going on but he needed sleep and not to feel the coldness in his veins right now , usually when he was working it wouldnāt happen as often but since the attack hes gotten worse. As he walked with his head down he felt himself bump into someone . fuck. HeĀ raised his head and smiled widely his eyes softening and his posture becoming friendly as he went to apologize to the person who he had bumped into to .
yoonoh had only recently been released from the hospital, given prescriptions that he, himself, thought were far too mundane to be followed. if there was anything he hated more, it was the constant need to take something in order to maintain normalcy to the best of his ability. pain killers were one of those constants heād rather keep away from. but broken bones hadnāt yet healed themselves entirely just yet, were still cracked around the edges; bruises that hadnāt yet faded, but rather kept up their mission to hinder his abilities. with as much in mind, he found himself stalking an unfamiliar path to the pharmacy, his own supply of pain killers coming to a brutal end through tubs too idle to keep themselves filled with the white capsules. gods, he hated this. felt weak.
movements slowed to his usual gait, barely walking, mimicking a limp without the commitment. though he simply couldnāt help but succumb to the pain at times. couldnāt help but slow himself down entirely and simply idly wander through streets. perhaps it wasnāt safe, given the lingering danger that pressed down on gang members high enough in the hierarchy to be threatened by the mere presence of others. but, there wasnāt any other way.
of course, his gait had come to a sudden end as he stumbled, another body pushing against his own. he should have seen this coming. an obstacle to those who walked the same trail. it didnāt stop his frustration, though. mood plummeting dramatically, as he turned around, fully intent to give the other person a piece of his own mind. that was, until tired eyes landed on the other male. recognised him immediately. how could he not? they were members of the same gang, after all. companions in that sense. a frustrated breath fled his lungs, as he pressed his hand to his ribs. heād be caught dead before he showed his pain to the rest of the members of the gang. not after heād secured a status of being on the mend.Ā āif you wanted my attention, you couldāve just said, instead of running into me like that, bam.ā
she rolled her eyes,Ā āwell get un-used to it, you canāt just put your hands on people, i almost killed you in front of the entire club, and that would have been no oneās problem but your own.ā she spat shaking her head. before addressing him again, sheād asked for another drink. she decided to indulge him, he was hot, hotter than she expected once she turned around. he towered her and that was enough to send her human blood running hot through her veins and thighs squeezing together.Ā āif youāre trying to grab a fuck and leave youāre going to have to be a little more of a gentleman there play boy,ā there was a hint of a smile on her lips but nothing to give away she was interested, not just yet.
ājinx.ā she replied flatly, nodding at the bartender when her fruity, slush of alcohol was sat in front of her.Ā ānice to meet you juno, youāve got to control that handsy little habit of yours sweetie.ā and just like that she was hypocrite own dainty hand coming to touch his cheek.Ā āsome might get the wrong idea. thereās a lot of criminals in this town.ā
the elder couldnāt fight back the grin that threatened to split his face, teeth sinking into his bottom lip to tone it down, if only to help his case.Ā āwouldāve given them something to gawk at, at least. iāll take that advice, though, and offer up a promise to keep my hands to myself.ā a curt nod of the head followed, to follow through with the notion of maturity. usually, yoonoh would have given up by now upon initial rejection, though something held him close. through the eyes that stared like those of a hawkās, to the intense attraction heād already felt for the other, he couldnāt move even if he wanted to.Ā āluckily iām not trying to do that, but iāll keep it in mind. shall i ask for your hand, and slow dance with you later, too? or is that too soon?ā arms crossed behind his back as he grinned, boyish in everything he did, down to the eyes that wandered shamelessly over the otherās form.
yoonoh stared at the drink for a moment, half considering getting his own alcoholic beverage.Ā ānice to meet you, too, jinx. i should just cuff my hands behind my back at all times, i feel.ā admittedly, his eyes slipped shut for a moment, to be followed by a sigh, before he could manage to collect himself.Ā āyouāre telling me. should i consider you a criminal?ā
her arm settled carefully on his mid section, letting her face settle against his neck, the kiss she pressed there soft and soothing his fingers on her skin making her settle comfortably against him.Ā āit is.ā her smile was warm looking up at him.Ā āi was so worriedā¦.when i heard i thought they were lying and i came down just to be sure, and when i walked up to the door and saw you laying hereā¦with all those bruises and machinesā¦my heart almost broke. iām glad youāre okay.ā
āhopefully they would, you donāt need to beā¦.entertaining anyone in this condition.ā she said those words only to hide the real reason she hadnāt wanted him to continue a life of having sex with others. there were other was of making money and maybe she was a little jealous but sheād never let it be known.Ā āi can definitely do that,ā a smirk hinted at her lips, she leaned up out of condition, lips pressing against his allowing him to have his way with them, a giggle escaping her lips.
yoonoh cocked an eyebrow, makings of a grin coming with words,Ā ālike what? weāre in a hospital, iāve got to keep it as pg as possible.ā the elder teased, relaxing further to accommodate the other closer.Ā
eyes slipped closed, breathing almost too stable, all things considered. and perhaps it seemed as though he was falling asleep, if the hums in light of kisses were any give away otherwise. eyebrows had furrowed, though, in tone with her worry. he hated the notion of others worrying over his state, no matter the cost.Ā āit wouldāve taken them far more to render me not okay, baby. donāt worry. iāll get over this in no time. you, however, need to be careful. youāre not a lotus, and i donāt know how things are going to fare if youāre caught in here with me.āĀ
āi donāt need to be, but i canāt just shirk off responsibilities. besides, weāre not together, are we? lately, i wouldnāt blame you if you went out to find other people.ā spoken matter-of-factly, softly, he couldnāt help but shrug it off entirely almost immediately. instead, he hummed, as a hand raised to cup the back of her head, accommodating her entirely against him. chaste kisses had lead the way at first, though yoonoh was quick to deepen it, slipping his tongue to taste further through a groan.Ā
She shook her head, ātheyāre cowards, they went after a prostitute and an assassin, no offense. But if they really wanted to make a statement they would have gone after Heeyoung and Heidi, they just wanted to do something, just wanted to lash out, theyāre fucking idiots and theyāve only put a target on their backs because I doubt either one of your leaders is letting this slide.ā
āOppa,ā she insisted squeezing his hand, please donāt,ā she said in reference to his shifting. She quickly dried her eyes not wanting to make him feel the need to comfort her. āIāll join you just stop moving,ā Sunmi muttered out of frustration. She stood, riding herself of the leather jacket on her shoulders and boots on her feet before slowly and carefully climbing into the hospital bed with her lover, careful of his room, squeezing her small body into the space between him and the guard railing.
She blushed softly and shook her head, thinking for a moment, āwould you do that for me? Stop doing your job? Would they even let you?ā She looked back up at him biting on her bottom lip. āI mean I would prefer not sharing you with any and everyone whoās not a psychopath and willing to pay, I mean Iāve got everything you need right here.ā Her smirk matched his from a beat earlier, only to melt into a smile as he kissed her lips, small hand coming to touch his face and chiseled jaw. āThen I wonāt leave.ā
āmaybe,ā it was almost dismissive. he didnāt particularly want to talk about the howlers and their motives. wasnāt interested in gang politics and everything that came with it.Ā āwe were just easy targets. probably the only two out of clear sight. but i donāt really wanna keep this conversation up. thereās better things to talk about than a group of dicks.ā
yoonoh froze in place, allowing himself to slink back down to his previous position, laid down. though he did find himself shifting over just slightly, enough so to allow the girl to slip onto the bed beside him. it felt intimate, despite everything that had happened, everything that had led them to this point. could feel himself relaxing, succumbing to familiarity, as his large arm gently threw itself around her, tender fingers drawing patterns along the small of her back.Ā āthis is much better, see?ā spoken through a rugged whisper, eyes hooded.
āi donāt know if theyād let me, but... iām capable of doing other things. but, yeah. i would do that for you.ā despite how those same hooded eyes maintained their intense lock on her lips, all while she spoke, there was a softness that hid itself so plainly within. hints of a smile pulling at his lips, in place of his smirk.Ā āyou do? youāll have to show me soon. just so i can be sure.ā eyes closed for a moment, under the warmth of her hand. nod of the head coming next, rather than words. they felt lost on the tip of his tongue. had him pressing closer, lips on lips, uneager to part as they attempt their continued onslaught of kisses.Ā
Sunmi rarely frequent clubs, and in most instances, Ā Jinx was only around for a few moments only able to sway the current actions of the host, but there were times where she took over for hours, sometimes days. Times where she controlled every aspect of Sunmiās life even if it was for a night and tonight was one of them. Sheād never been to this club, the vibe was different, the ambiance was low, incognito, everyone danced close together, grinding bodies writing in the middle of the dance floor. Sheād be over there soon, but right now she stood against the bar, watching them all, scanning, plotting to figure how she would spend her night. Adorned in a black tennis skirt and mesh top she was hoping to snag someone tonight, even taking it an extra mile to wear matching black thigh highs, sheer against the tanned skin, dark hair draped over her shoulders.
She had taken a pause on people watching, instead just turning to the bar to buy herself another drink. Something fruity and mango the sweet smell lingering against her glossed lips as she sipped from the glass. The hand around her waist startled her, and she was ready to pull the knife from the garter on her thigh in retaliation only to talk herself down, remembering where she was in public, but this still didnāt give the stranger any permission to touch her. She slipped from his grasp, an obvious scowl on her lips as she turns to meet the handsome manās face. āI donāt get out muchā¦donāt touch me again unless you ask.ā There was finality to her words, ābut you may have just destroyed any chance you had to get a yes even if you did.ā Ā
now that yoonoh was close enough to allow his eyes to stray over to her, he could admit that she was likely the best looking person in this club, amongst the denizens thatād previously had their way with his services. he could appreciate looks when they counted, when he wasnāt stuck serving clients who were mere money and information vessels to him. perhaps the reason heād come on so strong initially, had ventured for touch despite a lack of permission. he, himself, was adorned in leather and mess, through leather pants and boots to match, and a sheer shirt that showed off enough skin to be considered provocative, though not so much under the low light. enough to give wind that he was a gang member, if the lotus tattoo was anything to go by. but nobody seemed to bat an eyelash. not even the girl before him, judging by how strongly sheād reacted.
the prostitute took a step back, arms crossed behind his back, while a curt nod of the head was all he could visually offer.Ā āsorry, iām a little too used to being handsy in clubs like this. what, with people essentially coming here to grab a fuck and leave.ā his justification was followed by a shrug of broad shoulders, arms lowering to his sides. he knew he was being watched, was being observed to see if this person was his go-to, or whether heād be completely denied. he knew how these things worked. how theyād flock in whenever there was an opening. had fallen victim to it more times than heād like to admit.Ā āthen i wonāt ask. iām juno, resident frequenter to this club,ā spoken with a bright grin, a complete contrast to the rest of the club, whoād veer with smirks and coy looks.Ā āsorry, again. iāll keep my hands to myself from here on out.ā
āyouāre not wrongā she said nudging him as gently as possible. this was the balance, sunmi was lingering in jinxās conscience, the idea of seeing someone she cared so deeply about though sheād never admit softened her. their fingers laced together sunmi felt warm, comforted versus comforting and yet he was the one laid out in the hospital bed.Ā
ādonāt be sorry, it wasnāt your fault, and Iām not surprised, theyāre savagesā¦.from what I heard theyāre quite animalistic in their tactics and only an animal would do this to someone.ā the tears escaped before she could catch them, she directed her gaze to the bed where their hands were interlocked, not wanting him to see this side of her, the weakness that the other half of her gave off, the sympathy and emotion she swore she didnāt have it was all their written on her face, and she only looked up when she felt him shifting a bit in the bed.Ā āOh no, no oppa you donāt have to move.ā She reassured a little frantic for a moment. She didnāt want him in pain, not for her.
the brunette hissed at the details,Ā āi mean i couldnāt say i wasnāt happy about you being off the job, means i get you to myself for a little bit, that is if they let you out of their sight.āĀ her skin warmed beneath his touch, cheeks reddening as the rough pad of his thumb lingered.Ā āi donāt want entertaining, i just want youā¦i want you to be okayā¦but when they come backā¦ā her voice drifted, knowing well theyād both know what she was trying to say.
and despite it all, through events that had transpired so viciously, and so suddenly, yoonoh found himself feeling safe. such a stark difference to earlier, lost in a pool of his own blood with someone elseās being pumped into his veins. he didnāt need this--the incessant looking after and treatment. he just wanted normal. without people keeping him company out of obligation. he needed this.Ā
āiāll give it to them, though--they know where their strengths are. force in numbers and all. kudos to them.ā it almost came out sarcastic, just slightly vindictive despite his idle praise. it was the sight of tears that urged him further to shift, almost in dire need to comfort. he hated seeing people like this, even more-so when it was in regards to himself. despite the amount of times heād laid in a hospital bed before, it never got easier, seeing people so overwhelmed by the image.Ā āhey, itās... okay. unless you want to join me on this bed, i donāt fancy laying around all day.ā there was a hint of a smirk crossing over his lips at that, shifting closer to the edge of the bed, wary of his wounds shifting.Ā
āoh? do you get jealous, doll? you know, you could just say the word, and iād drop my job and go for something a little different. iām all for compromise.ā perhaps there was something deeper to what heād said, perhaps there wasnāt anything at all. it was up for debate, and heād rather it stay as such.Ā āi know... i donāt want you to leave. iāll gladly kick anyone else out of this room. they can stand on door duty for all i care.ā with that, the elder shifted closer, placing his lips over the otherās for a brief moment. nothing lasting, collapsing back onto the bed a beat later.
she could only smile,Ā āstill a fucking prick even in death huh,ā she joked settling in the chair next to him pulling it closer. she sat up on her knees, combat boots pressing into the cushion, fishnets catching on the cheap upolstry but she just wanted to be closer. leaning against the bed she hesitantly reached a hand out for his, bruised knuckles bringing a harsh knot in her throat.Ā
āof course i was worried about you, chae sent me out to gather information, when i heard it was you i came running. what the fuck is going on? who did this?ā the distress was audible in her tone, she scanned his body, casts and bandages, cuts and bruises he wasnāt meant to make it through that beating and she knew it.Ā āfuck,ā she whispered again, tears welling in her eyes at the sight. sunmi in this form wasnāt one to cry. jinx was a lot stronger, more valiant, confident sure of herself.Ā but this was a lot, someone she cared about was laying in a hospital bed coming back from god knows what.
āhow long did they say youĀ have to stay?ā her fingers gripped to his, carefully not to hurt him.Ā āi can stay as long as i can, i donātā¦iām notā¦i donāt wanna leave you.ā
āyouād hate it if i was a hardass, admit it.ā and it was this exchange of banter he craved. was half done with the questions, and the open concern. it was nice, to know people cared, but itās not what he wanted. ever. wasnāt in him to garner attention in such a way, especially from those he cared about. almost seemed wrong. the male immediately laced his fingers with the otherās, squeezing softly, skin stretching uncomfortably around swollen knuckles. though the warmth from the otherās hand was much more distracting.Ā
āām sorry for worrying you. i... well, weāre set on it being the howlers, retaliation for us supposedly fucking up their shitty bar. itās all a shit show.ā for a moment, yoonoh couldnāt help but direct his eyes elsewhere. it was hard to look others in the eye while he looked like this. embarrassing, almost. degrading. pride out the window. though when he found himself looking back, tears clinging for dear life in sunmiās eyes, the elder couldnāt help but immediately move. shifting upwards to settle his back against the headboard of the hospital bed, jaw clenched so as to hold off any visual pain.Ā
āi have quite a few broken bones. a few weeks, they said, at least. even then iāll probably be off the job for a little.ā voice almost a whisper, as his free hand found the soft skin of her cheek, calloused thumb brushing over the apples.Ā āthen donāt leave me. i canāt promise iāll be entertaining this time around, though.ā
this was dangerous, sunmi knew that, seeing this boy, knowing well that his gang would filter in and out of his hospital room at anytime. she asked first, made sure he was alone, they only had an hour or two before someone took their guard. that was more than enough, she just wanted to see him. see if he was okay.Ā
she hated hospitals, sheād only been in one once before when she sprained her ankle on campus. she tried to tell them she could heal it herself but they insisted, and since then she hated it. but strangelyā¦for him she didnāt mind. it was a foreign feeling but she ignored it, pulling her dark brown hair into a ponytail, lavender eyes scanning the numbers on the door before she landed on his, a soft smile on glossed lips.
āhey stranger,ā she said softly, as she walked into the room, looking it over to make sure he was alone before coming to the chair next to him.Ā āi thought i lost you for a second,ā the brunette sighed, looking over his face, the bruises and bandages, ,āare you alright?āā
yoonoh had been in and out of consciousness more times than heād like to admit. doped up on painkillers to which strength he couldnāt say, all he knew was they made him tired. terribly so. to the extent he was growing tired of them, in general. while the pain was still much too fresh for his liking, wounds hadnāt the time to heal just yet, and bones still broken, heād rather feel than lay around entirely unsure of who was around, when they were around.Ā
thus heād asked for them to lower his dosage, to essentially nothing. he wanted to be aware, wanted to thank the members of his gang for checking up on him, despite everything. he was sure the entirety of this situation was providing more stress than necessary. and he still wasnāt sure if jaera was okay, how sheād suffered through their beatings.Ā
only when the door was pushed opened, did he perk up. sitting around in a hospital room, waiting, left to his own devices, was entirely too boring. any sort of company was practically begged for. when his eyes had caught onto who, exactly, had entered, though, a bright smile had drawn over his lips. sunmi was one of the last people heād expected to pay him a visit, due to gang affiliation. yet despite that, she was one of the few he wanted to see the most.Ā
āhey,ā voice broken, seemingly dry and raspy, yet heād mustered it to be as coherent as possible. shifting himself to better acquiaint her presence, yoonoh couldnāt help the gentle smirk that took its place.Ā āwhy, were you worried, doll?ā in spite of his teasing, or rather, his attempt at such, heād softened tremendously. couldnāt keep up with the act.Ā āiām doing pretty good, all things considered. the bastards wonāt give me a smoke, though. iām offended, quite frankly. howāre you doinā?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā game of war
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Cold world, isolating
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Cold soul, what HAPPENED to that fire inside?
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Structure, ever fading
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Old bones, can't take the weight, though I still t r y
plot drop:Ā Part 2 (A) The Night of June 30th, 2018
the euphoria of spending a night under dim lighting and the promise of money at the end of escapades was what saw yoonoh out. sweat clinging to his skin through clothes that likely werenāt his entirely, and the allure of fresh faint bruises littering over tanned skin of his neck, disguised under low light and raised shoulders. suddenly, everything felt so cold as he wandered the streets. the rigid bite of the wind as it caressed over skin, intent to freeze despite the notion it truly wasnāt that cold. though the rise of goosebumps, and the sweetness of flesh that refused to allow itself to succumb to the weather, saw him slightly hunched. pulled into himself as he walked streets perhaps much too familiar for his liking. having wandered to and fro to allow himself to be begged and borrowed by regulars.Ā
though as much as he adored the attention of it, the idea that they loved the exchange as much as to keep coming back for more--more than he could handle a lot of the time--there was still the ebbs of stress eating away at him. while sex was meant to unwind and render pliant, yoonoh often fell victim to his own disgust of himself. hence found him taking a turn he wouldnāt usually take. ushering him towards convenience stores that were desperate enough to remain open throughout the night.
he just wanted a pack of cigarettes. perhaps a beer or two.
while on his way, though, through short cuts perhaps too unsafe to be taken at this time of night, the air shifted. echoing of footsteps, more than he could count. heād taken this same alley a lot. had come out unscaved. high alert, now. the footsteps were fast. too fast. and the adrenaline that rode through his veins, as though running their own track and field, immediately kicked him into gear.
he ran. issued into the makings of a sprint.
stuck at the makings, nothing further. he couldnāt build up the momentum even if heād tried.Ā
yoonoh had barely gotten the opportunity to pass his eyes over those lost in their chase, before he was dragged down by calloused hands, pulled to the floor, knocked out wind and dazed. it had all happened so quickly. enough so to issue in panic. surrounded by a gang of people, more than he could count in his current state. fists that flew faster than he could counter, faster than he could dodge or reciprocate.Ā
boots that flew at his sides, the dull pain that came from it all. through cracked knuckles, skin breaking upon impact, adding to the blood they left behind. sensations that were drowned out by those added. where he felt pain in his legs, heād suddenly feel it ten times worse in his ribs, and so on.Ā
his own arms flailed, in an attempt to deal his own damage, save himself from what seemed like impending doom. though it seemed as though every punch he threw, everything he tried, heād just get held down further. beaten into until every nerve under his skin had shut down entirely. unable to feel. numbed to sensation aside from the running of blood from open wounds, the swelling and bruising, broken bones that seemed intent to move and fracture further. no words spoken, nothing aside from the echoing of his own whimpers, yelps, cries. their own grunts and growls, haunting.Ā
until it had all stopped. yoonoh was sure they were out to kill him, for reasons unknown. had watched them leave, the white that marked them familiar, yet he hadnāt the strength to investigate further.Ā
slumped in a pool of his own blood, as much intent to continue to escape him. his entire body felt as though it was on fire, limbs unwilling to make their move to seek out help. even his throat closed up on him, voice unable to escape passed the debilitating lump trapped. and it was hard to breathe. so hard to suck in air without choking on the rising blood in his mouth.Ā
it took a while. a long while--before he was able to move himself to stand. by that time, all the energy he had left had been zapped out of him, blood stained his clothing to the point of ruin, legs too weak and shaky to maintain his weight. unable to see properly passed the swelling of his eyes and the blood that soaked them. yet hands pressed to the walls anyway, dragging himself out of the alley in search of any store that would be able to call... someone, to help.Ā
yet everything was a blur from then on. passed the pain that numbed everything, brain that was slowly shutting down as a result, blood loss through open wounds that drained him entirely. the last thing he could remember was standing inside that same convenience store he was attempting to buy from, the bright neon of sirens just outside the window, before he collapsed entirely. spent.Ā
perhaps it wasnāt the best of decisions to escape the night through the same club that usually housed his regulars. they had a tendency to become privileged, were convinced they could score a night with him for free due to his arrival on his own volition. in a lot of cases, it was true. hooking up with clients without the farce of transactions laying behind the notion was more-so exhilarating than anything. but for once, he simply wanted to enjoy himself, without the looming pressure of wandering hands from those he couldnāt find himself caring about. the harshness of the strobes pushed against his eyes, almost blinding and blocking all other things out. the vibrations of the bass as it trembled through the ground--familiar. yet he could already feel the lingering of eyes on his form, following.Ā
his eyes darted around, he didnāt need this right now. didnāt need to feel like he was nothing more than a blow up doll, for other peopleās convenience. with that in mind, he approached the first person of interest heād spotted, exuded confidence despite his lack of faith that those same lingering eyes wouldnāt try to act on impulse. never the less, yoonoh slipping into the girlās space, light hand resting on her waist, safe in its position without immediately opting for perversion.Ā āi havenāt seen you around here before. weird, since i frequent this place more than iād like to admit.ā for now, his closeness to the other seemed to deter the others away, and the elder found himself heaving a breath of relief at the notion.
It was a special day, Jungjin was actually allowed out..but with supervision of course. Minki and Alex both being busy, they let the young incubus out on his own with a guard as his chaperon. This chaperon only being told to take the younger to the acceptable places to shop, and no where else. So here he was, like the young teen he still was, looking around a very expensive boutique to pick things on his own.Ā
This was nothing like Jungjin ever thought heād be doing. The price tags had amounts on them, he never thought heād see in his life, let alone afford. He wasnāt sure if he would ever get use to this life.
Noticing the incubus looked a little lost, one of the store clerks made her way over to him, asking if she could assist him. Shortly after started to dress him when Jungjin sweetly agreed to have her help. In a matter of minutes, the next thing he knew, Jungjin was shoved into the dressing room trying on outfit after outfit. Finding one particular outfit, he steps out in a nice suit, standing in front of a three part mirror looking over himself.Ā
āItās a wonderful pick, sir.ā the clerk complimented with a smile.Ā āIt fits you perfectly.āĀ
āThank you.ā he smiles back bashfully.Ā
it was another day on the job, whether this was dignified or not. heād never been one to dwell on embarrassment, couldnāt feel it even if heād tried. had succumb to the pleasures of many in far worse ways, than going at it in the back room of an all too sophisticated clothing store, by none other than the owner himself. heād paid big--much too big given where they were, yoonoh having half expected to be taken back to a lavish mansion or something of the sorts. but, he neednāt complain, so long as he was getting exactly what he wanted.Ā
and it was walking out of said back room, that was the most amusing. his clientās employees already aware he was back there, it didnāt take a genius to put two and two together. and as one female employee cast his a curious glance, clearly checking him out, all he could think to do was to send a barrage of winks to all those that spared their attention.
even the butler-looking male, clearly out of place by how odd he was standing around, following another, shot a consistent gaze his own way. he could only assume he was some sort of guard dog, which lead him to closing the distance between the two, light hand despite his own image scaling over shoulders.Ā āwhich uppity fucker has you hauling their weight around here, huh? thereās a few changing rooms free--i could take the stress away, you know,āĀ
and just as he was about to motion towards said changing rooms, smirk and all, his gaze fell onto someone decked out, suit and tie.Ā āis he the one?ā came the question, followed by a,Ā āyo, hot stuff! iām taking your guard dog for a five minute wind down. you can thank me later!ā
pssst, itās g again, with this revamped version of yoora because i simply cannot find muse for female characters half the time fleferjbwer. but either way, under the cut you can find a little more about yoonoh (breakdown of his bio and some possible headcanons). hmu if you wanna plot or iāll eventually come to you!!
so yoonoh is basically from a family of sirens who donāt like to use their powers in the traditional way. they like to keep sailors in their boats yāknow?
and they highkey raised this guy to be the same but that was a fail lmao
he started to abandon what theyād taught him and became a real manipulator out of it, just because he could
and because heās ambitionsārāus, he just likes climbing occupational ladders and kicking others to the curb
so eventually heād managed to get into the police force. he was the law.
climbed those ladders so fast with the help of his powers u know how it is
he was essentially playing both sides. heād give police information to gangs, and gang information to the police, so he was highkey corrupt
but it got him places for as long as both sides were none the wiser
ofc the police caught on eventually and he was fired,reputation in the dust
family disowned him, essentially, for pursuing crime in that way, and for completely going against what theyād taught him
i say disowned, they just banished him
but ya mans was likeĀ ā??? guess iāll just become a criminal then to get back at the police lmaoā
so he ended up joining the ivory lotus as a prostitute, at first
because he could use sex easily to manipulate people
and it gave him the opportunity to use everything he knew about the police against them
he eventually got higher on those ladders in a pretty short time and became a recruiter, too
but heās still a fckn snake like donāt trust this guy, he can dig up dirt like itās nothing
only been in IL for a year or two though so heās pretty new to the gang life, doesnāt really have anyone to turn to outside of the few he gets along with in the gang
