christian : woah now
christian : just because u can’t relate doesn’t mean u need to bring the fbi into this 😳
christian : for the record id only make sweet geriatric love to ONE of them and it’s cuz he has three dogs and hes a silver FOX
christian : wait… are u telling me that cuz u know i’m gonna look like dumbo the elf-ephant by age forty
christian : this is a fucking nightmare why hasn’t science figured out how to stop that shit yet???
khail: and money you forgot the money
khail: i assume there’s money if you’re willing to bend over for him
khail: you asked for a fun fact don’t shoot the messenger geez
khail: next time i’ll let u be bored how about that
christian : why did i pick up the most dead shift ever tonight
christian : im not even gonna make any money its just me and like 7 stingy old guys and their scotch
christian : they dont wanna talk to me. its almost as if theyre here for other reasons. hate it
christian : bet they have some crazy stories about the 1920s and theyre HOLDING OUT! 😩
christian : please for the love of god tell me something fun before i pass away
khail: someone’s in your bar and they dont want to sleep with you ?
khail: call the authorities
khail: the fbi
khail: batman
khail: they’re clearly criminals that’s the only explanation right ?
khail: did you know your ears never stop growing ? just a little fun fact from me to you
𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 ability to properly process the situation , slow to register the fact he’s joking around with her —— the laugh eventually does come ( better late than never right ? ) …. sheepish and awkward in her disposition , he must think she’s ever so strange . pulse accelerates and she can practically feel her heart in her stomach , nervous energy hindering her response . too many thoughts flood in at once , wanting to sound clever , witty in front of someone she thinks so highly of . but her tongue is tied with the fear he’s already passed a judgment upon her : the weird girl , the one that never talks —– any of the less - than - kind but not exactly false labels she’d been given throughout her adolescence , up until now . ❛ i —- it’s no problem , really . i … i’m glad i could … uhhh … help . ❜
𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 to say , but there are stars in her eyes when she finally musters up enough courage to at least glance in the general direction of his face . she immediately shakes her head , as if she were unworthy to be in his presence ; to breathe the same air as him . ❛ oh , n - no , i didn’t see anything … i mean , like , i wasn’t trying to uh … invade your privacy like that . i —– … are you … moving in ? … here ? ❜ her tone might come off as judgmental , but it’s not meant that way —– she looks past his shoulder as a crease forms at the midst of her brow , still trying to understand how and why someone like khail would end up in cherry brook of all places . so dull in comparison to the way she views him : so extraordinary in all the best ways . ❛ i —- i would have never expected a town like this would appeal to you . ❜
khail had been around fans before. some that were nice, some that were not so nice, some that had even cried. but he wasn’t sure if he’d ever really interacted with someone this shy before. the blonde was cute, and as bashful as she was, he couldn’t help smiling at her as she struggled to even get out a sentence to him. in his opinion, it was very endearing. although, it was making his own heart race a little in his chest, wondering if he’d maybe perhaps done something wrong to cause her to act this way.
“ you can relax, really. i called you over, remember ? besides, if you saw anything you weren’t supposed to see it’s my own fault, i should have packed my shit better but, moving around as much as i do, you get kinda lazy. ” of course, it seemed as if she knew exactly how much he moved around. especially if she thought he was too good ( there’s no such thing ) for a place like cherrybrooks. “ i guess you’ll have to wait and see why i’m here like everyone else, huh ? ” pausing, he chuckled quietly. “ it’s kind of a mess in there, but i’m pretty sure i’ve unpacked my coffee machine. do you want to come inside and let me say thanks for your help ? ”
Kun was able to get quick glimpses of some of the pictures scattered around, but soon his attention was back on Khail as he heard him speak. Nodding at the request, he placed the box back down before turning to him. “It’s fine, I know what it’s like to be on your own on moving day.” Kun replied, the hint of a smile gracing his features at the praise. “Ah but all I did was hold a box. Don’t think I deserve that much credit. Do you need help with something else?” As he asked that, the model looked up at Khail and his eyebrows raised in surprise as he was able to recognized him, Kun had watched most of his videos. “Are you planning to make a tour of the ghost houses around here? Yeah I hm, watched some of your videos before.” He admitted, rather shyly.
just as he was about to let the strange ( cute ) man know that no, he shouldn’t need help with anything else -- even if he did, he wasn’t the type to have a stranger drop whatever they’re doing to assist him with something like this -- he heard them mention that they knew who he was. it wasn’t uncommon for some people to pick khail from the couple of videos they’d seen of him online, but it was still flattering. “ oh ! ” he exclaimed, a short, cheery laugh leaving his lips. “ and here i am thinking i’m sneaky when i move around, ”. pausing, he licked over his lips as he leaned on the side of the moving trailer with his arms folded over his chest, winking at the man in front of him. “ something that like, i can’t give too much away or it won’t be a surprise. ”
her daily hour-long jog was one of chaeyoungs favorite parts of her day, she loved being able to clear her head for a brief period of time, before resuming back to her mind running at 5000 miles per hour. turning a corner, the female took notice of the large moving van that was pulled up on curb, and the person unloading items from it. with the town being relatively small, it wasn’t too common to see people moving in or out of cherry brook, which caused her to slow her speed slightly.
seeing the box slowly start to slip from the van, chae regained her speed and heading in the direction of the van to grab hold of the box that was slipping, placing it down on the floor. ‘ not to tell you how to move your own things, but do you not think it would be smarter to only pull out what you can handle ? ‘ she questioned, dropping to the floor to start putting some of the dropped males photos back into the box.
there was a heavy sigh of relief that escaped khail’s lips as the unexpected woman approached, saving one of the boxes that threatened to spill it’s contents all over the asphalt. once it was safe and secure, the youtuber spent a few moments picking up some more of the photos he’d taken that were littered around, saving them before a gust of wind came and potentially blew them away. there were so many it’s unlikely he’d notice any of them being gone, but it was the principle that mattered.
“ that’s sweet, but it’s not my strength that’s the problem. trust me i can handle plenty, ” he commented with a bright laugh, stretching his arms above his head. this move definitely wasn’t his first rodeo. “ i’m just a very lazy packer, who forgets i’m a lazy packer until it’s too late and my shit’s about to fall out everywhere. thanks for your help, i don’t know what i would have done without you. ”
stella can’t help but genuinely laugh this time around, rolling her eyes once more at him. “ we get it, you’re famous and two videos away from putting david dobrik out of a job, ” she teases in return, chuckling at her own joke. as much as she teases him about it or pretends it’s lame, it’s sort of cool that khail is a dedicated youtuber. she couldn’t imagine ever being dedicated enough to work on something for more than a day. stella lays out on the bed, resting on her stomach and resting her head in her palms so she can look up at the man. her eyebrows raise in response, mimicking his own as her eyes meet his. “ extra, huh ? have anything specific in mind ? ”
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this was the kind of thing khail really enjoyed. just hanging out after sex, no expectations, some light teasing, and the potential for more. there was no obligation to really go out of his way and do anything if he didn’t want to, and he knew if he really felt like it he could kick stella out of his bed at a moment’s notice. but why he would do that right now is beyond him. “ well for starters, you’re too far away. i mean really what are you supposed to do for me from over there ? ” he hummed out with yet another chuckle leaving his lips, making a motion with his arms and gesturing for her to come closer.
a dramatic groan follows khail’s joke and she can’t help but chuckle, rolling her eyes. the donut’s tossed into the garbage bin next to her and her body moves towards the bed, picking the sheets up off of the floor so she can sit on the edge comfortably. “ wow, hilarious. you’re like, comedy central funny, ” she responds in a monotone as if she hasn’t just laughed with him. she pokes his leg for attention, raising her eyebrows at him. “ can you order me a pizza or something ? i think after the performance i just gave, i deserve a pizza. i would also like a side .. garlic bread or mozzarella sticks, i’m not picky. ” an innocent smile appears on her face, knowing full and well she’s probably being demanding. sleeping with khail is different from sleeping with the other guys in cherry brook — for starters, he’s got a personality ( and one that doesn’t make her wish she’d been raised a nun ) and, at least for now, hasn’t become obsessed with demanding a relationship. it’s a nice change of pace not having to block someone’s number after a week.
as stella made her way over to the end of the bed, khail scooted upright so his back was to the board behind him, satisfied with the chuckle that left her lips. while it wasn’t a whole hearted laugh, he’d take it, even with the comment that followed. she was pretty enough to get away with it. “ i know, i should have my own youtube show or something, ” he mused in return, a satisfied smirk still across his lips as he continued to tease his companion. with her request he let out a hum, pretending to ponder her question. “ i agree, what you did was... wow, ” he paused to laugh, fanning himself with his free hand. “ you might deserve the pizza but, i think the side is going to cost you extra. ” biting his lip, he made eye contact with the woman, a brow raising shortly after.
resting her body against the bedroom door frame, stella furrows her brow at the stale donut she’s just taken a bite out of. when she decided to sneak into khail’s kitchen, she expected to find a pantry full of all of her favorite snacks for her to steal. instead, she was reminded that not everyone enjoys the same foods she does … a shame, really. her free hand clutches the sheet she’s wrapped around her body, keeping it from dropping to the ground and exposing her — not that it matters, anyway, considering it’s nothing the man across her hasn’t seen before. the brunette scoffs, bringing her eyes up to meet khail’s. “ seriously, you have like no good snacks to steal. what if one day we fuck and i just full on pass out right after ? what are you gonna feed me ? a god damn granola bar ?! ”
with the constant notion in his mind that he would be leaving town soon, khail rarely took it upon himself to buy a lot of groceries at once, instead making small trip for things he needs, when he needs them. this meant there weren’t usually a lot of snacks in his house. usually if someone was to visit for a hook up they weren’t going to hang around for long after, stella recently being the exception to the rule. she was hot, fun, the sex was great, and getting her to come over was pretty easy. khail couldn’t really help himself if he tried. “ huh ? ” he questioned, looking up from where he was scrolling through his twitter feed, still lay on his bed in the nude. “ i thought you’d be full from earlier, ” his comment was followed by a wink and a chuckle, annoyingly proud of the joke he’d made.
𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 is practically what she’s known for in cherry brook , her making appearances in any sort of public setting is bound to earn some whispers and stares . and she’s on her way home from her favourite coffee shop , where she ironically always orders tea , and she travels almost everywhere in town either by bus or on foot ; airpods help her drown the outside world out , but it’s not enough to overpower the sudden voice peaking through . tap twice to pause the song currently playing , furrowed brow as she attempts to figure out whether or not the person intended to beckon for her . a quick glance toward the source of the noise renders her aware of the situation that would’ve otherwise gone unnoticed as she tends to keep to herself . but this quick glance also provides her with the information that quite literally has her gasping , timid disposition borders on tremulous as she avoids eye contact with the other ——- this face so familiar to her , and she was no more than a stranger to him . but she knows him all too well , an avid fan of his channel and all the shenanigans he shares with his audience …. what was KHAIL doing here ? she says nothing as doe eyes fall to the scattered photographs on the ground , assuming this is what he had been referring to . and her silence ensues as she begins to crouch down in order to assist , ignoring the way her fingers won’t stop shaking in the process ; can’t seem to bring herself to look the other in the eye —– nervous wreck , teeth clenched and body tense as she brings the photographs into a pile , enabling her to easily lift them up into her arms as she rises back to a stand . ❛ um , h - here . ❜
it wasn’t uncommon for khail to have people come up to him in public, recognizing him from his youtube channel for one reason or another. usually even if you weren’t a subscriber you may have seen a viral video or two, or a gifset of a funny moment that was floating around on the internet. it wasn’t like it was something that happened everyday, or even every week, but it was often enough that he wasn’t particularly phased by people freezing up or being shy and bashful around him anymore. the investigator liked to think he was a pretty social guy, and could try and strike up a conversation with almost anyone. even if they were looking at him like a deer in headlights -- if they would even look at him at all.
once the box of his fragile belongings was safe on the ground next to his car, his back straight once more as he stretched it out from holding onto the heavy cardboard, he gratefully took the pictures from the woman that had been kind enough to help him. “ i appreciate it a lot, thank you. i wasn’t sure if anyone was going to stop for a second there, ” he offered sheepishly with a chuckle, a bright smile across his face as he noticed the woman seemed to be more interested in her shoes, than him. “ is everything okay ? i don’t think there were any nudes in that pile, so... ” that was a joke, mostly.
Walking home after a photoshoot, Kun was sipping on his latte while thinking about what he’d wear later to a party he had been invited to attend by some friends. He was lost in thought while turning the next corner and passing the u-haul parked on the street. The scene would’ve been completely lost to him if it wasn’t for someone calling out for help. Turning around slowly, Kun had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep a serious expresison as he analyzed the situation. Looked funny but at the same time, the guy seemed to really be struggling so he nodded. Finishing his drink, Kun threw the cup at a nearby trashcan before walking over. “Sure, hold on.” Picking up the box, he tried to get a better a look at the stranger but the box in front of his face was making it hard. “Where should I put it?”
it was a relief to have somebody stop to help him out, taking the fragile box out of his hands securely and safely so he could collect his beloved photos before the wind blew them away. were there too many ? probably. but at the same time he couldn’t bare the thought of parting with any of them, each one holding a precious memory. even if you couldn’t tell what that memory is looking at them as a stranger. “just gently on the ground. thank you- thank you so much,” the youtuber sounded a little out of breath, purely from the adrenaline rushing through him with the panic that came from the thought of either dropping his breakable belongings, or losing his pictures. “you’re my knight in shining armor. a real hero, truly. how can i repay you ?”
THERE WAS NOTHING BETTER than eating ice cream to beat the summer heat. heck, he even bought a few more for later. and oh, he even bought some for his roommate too. today seemed like any another day for him but that was until a truck caught his attention and immediately made him pause. he blinked a few times, staring at the truck for who knows how long ? if the truck was a person, he probably would be called out. ❝ someone new in town ? ❞ he mumbled to himself. this only showed his lack of engagement recently due to his busy schedule. usually, he’d hear a word or two from his friends.
he was about to move on and leave when the stranger spoke. immediately, he went to help and completely threw his ice cream away. such a painful move, indeed. he had no choice. if he were to pick, he would always come to help. leon assembled the fallen photographs and with these amount of it ? he sure did take his time. he would talk but what does he say ? ❝ so … uh … where do these go ? and … ❞ he paused and contemplated on whether he should offer more help or not because judging from the way things are … ❝ would like me to help you move all of this out ? ❞ maybe he could offer some of his─probably─melted ice cream.
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before khail had a chance to stop him, the stranger threw his ice cream away in a bid to help him. if he’d known the man had the treat in his hand, he wouldn’t have asked for the help. he wasn’t worth losing his precious cargo. there was a soft gasp that left the youtuber’s lips, until he realized that wait, this guy actually wanted to help him. while he was gathering the photos on the ground, khail was finally able to place the other heavy, fragile box down on the ground safely without breaking anything inside. with a sigh, he stretched his back out, hearing the joints pop as he straightened up.
“ you’re a life saver, i don’t know how to thank you. i could always buy you another ice cream, you know. it’s such a waste,” he commented, reaching into the box that the photos had fallen out of, and finding the old cookie tin he stored most of his pictures in. the lid must have become lose when he was travelling. “i’m not gonna say no to help, but only if you don’t have anything better to do. don’t waste your day for me.”
moving was a tedious thing, but it was something khail had to become used to ( or at least, tell himself he was ) otherwise he’d never get anything done. supposedly there was a plethora of spooky and haunted attractions in north carolina, so there was a hope that he would be able to stay more than the usual month or two he awarded himself when he traveled. maybe this time, he’d be able to unpack more than one suit case.
with the amount of times he’s moved, unpacking boxes from the back of his u-haul, you’d think he could have become better at, you know, packing. “oh no, no, no !” he called, attempting to stop a box full of ( seemingly ) thousands of developed photos from tipping over with his knee, his hands full with another, fragile box full of trinkets. “fuck. shit. hey ! would you mind picking those up for me ?” he called out to a passer by, still awkwardly trying to maneuver the box in his hands out of the trailer. @chbstarters
i’m trying to im people i can’t find on discord who have liked khail’s intro but tumblr ims seem to be mad broken so if there’s anyone i haven’t spoken to uhhh, i’m not sure how to get into contact but like this so i know i have to try again later jfgjdfkglf
›› ✱ young k/kang younghyun, cismale, he/him. you’ve met khail park, right? they’re around twenty five and a paranormal investigator/youtuber. they’re all about disposable film cameras and halloween year round, hence why they’re known as the spook around town. everyone knows them to be pretty curious but i’ve heard they’re actually sort of disorganized, too… don’t tell them i said that, okay?
i perhaps was watching a youtuber do her makeup and tell true crime stories at 3am last night and decided to revamp a spooky boy i used to play. so, here he is ! canada native turned travelling paranormal investigator, khail park. ( a very disorganized pinterest )
as mentioned above, khail was born in canada. edmonton to be exact. his parents immigrated from korea before he was born, so he’s first generation canadian in his family.
he’s always liked weird and spooky things, halloween being his favorite holiday. it does help be was born on october 30th, although he might tell a little white lie and pretend it’s on the 31st. ( it’s scorpio season )
drives a really, really really old bmw convertible. it’s likely he shouldn’t be taking road trips in this thing and it’s probably cost him more money than it’s worth to maintain it -- but he loves it.
he just loves.... stuff. he likes the things he likes. trinkets, pretty broken glass, old picture frames, photos of people he’s never met ( and likely have died, probably ). his house is organized ( ? ) chaos
“i just think they’re neat.”
speaking of photos, he has a disposable film camera with him almost everywhere. he’s incredibly annoying and i’m sorry in advance. he has boxes of photos of things and people he’s likely never going to see again. it’s kind of comforting to him
how did he get into paranormal investigating ? a friend in canada dared him $100 he couldn’t stay in an abandoned house in their neighborhood over night, which he filmed and uploaded to youtube. the video went viral, so he decided to keep the ball rolling.
does not believe in ghosts whatsoever.
now it’s been three years of crappy youtube content and he has over 200k subscribers tuning fortnightly for stupid, braindead videos. when he doesn’t have an “investigation” video ( if you can even call them that anymore ) to upload, he’s doing something like making soaps, doing his own acrylic nails, tiktok hacks, or tie dying shirts.
because of moving around so much he doesn’t really have many permanent friends ? perhaps his temporary ( or so he thinks ) stop in cherry brook can fix that
khail is a nice boy, but he’s very opinionated and nosy and asks questions a lot. gets up in people’s business when he maybe doesn’t need to be. i think it comes from being alone so much and knowing he only has a limited amount of time with people/in towns you know ?
bit of a flirt. again, knows he ( usually ) only has a limited amount of time in town. if he wants something to happen no use beating around the bush dfhjdgfh
someone should,,,, give him a reason to perhaps settle in cherry brook.
