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{` welcome home?

xm-sera:

(/her phone buzzed in her pocket and she pulled it out, seeing the unfamiliar number and furrowing her brows slightly. she was always careful not to give her number out unless completely necessary (not that she had many people who needed to contact her anyway). tapping on the notification, she was thoroughly confused to see who the sender was; she was sure that she hadn’t given hyuna her number, but then again she didn’t really keep up with technology these days and maybe her email on her phone somehow connected with her number and did some magical thing — either way, she needed to move out, and it wouldn’t hurt to check the place out)

[text] Yes.

[text] Should I come over?

(` *guiding shadow to follow her to her room so she could tug on a jacket and quickly pop into the convenience store down the street for snacks since her fridge was practically empty, she pulled her cell out of her pocket when it chimed )

( — text ) no, you should fly over

( — text ) you can fly, right?

( — text ) kidding. come over.

(` *she smiles down at shadow when he purrs as he weaves between her legs, trying to convince her to let him out. clicking her tongue softly at him, she guides him back inside, zipping her jacket shut and stuffing her gloved hands into her pockets as she walks away )

#!home #!sera #!q

xm-kimhyuna

— distraction ;

xm-kimhyuna

xm-woohyun:

♢

one of the abilities one must adopt when going undercover is being able to adapt. but the person hyuna was running towards, who she was worried about, is the one who is best at adapting yet she couldn't calm the racing of her heart.

how could her judgment have been so off? the female who she thought was harmless and naive even for being with that guy was the one she should've been watching. as if matters couldn't get any worse, someone was approaching where she chose to hide and she tugged at her glove, wishing she had opted for a more forgiving fabric. her curse was her best weapon and it was her least favorite to utilize.

with a tinge of pain, hyuna finally released the breath she was holding when the person approaching turned out to be woohyun. if not for her increasing state of confusion, she would've hugged him in relief but instead she was baffled by the level of calm he was maintaining— more like achieving. "i . . you're okay? nothing happened?"

and when the question was aimed at her, her brows furrowed as she shook her head. "woohyun— that girl," looking over his shoulder, she was wondering why he was alone and how. "did she do anything to you? did she say anything odd? you didn't tell her anything about you, right? i'm sure you didn't but— just, long boring tedious story short, there are xmen at this party. there must be and she might be one of them. if our cover is blown, you know what we have to do."

pausing in case anyone else entered the same hallway, hyuna's gaze bore into his eyes, her lips pressed together at the possible new initiative.

"clean up."

#!past: distraction #!woohyun #!q

xm-kimhyuna

— don't mind it ;

xm-kimhyuna

xm-hyunseung:

♢

it seemed as if the facade was nearly over, the movements of her hands not nearly as agile as she had expected, when she noticed the furrowing of his brow but as the smirk made its way back onto his lips, she smiled as well. as far as impromptu plans could go, this was working out although she wouldn't know what to do once the situation met its resolution— if it did.

hopefully it would but the male's rage only seemed to grow exceedingly with each action either of the two took. the use of pet names couldn't have helped his anger either and for a split second it had deterred hyuna as well. her mind drifted to the last person she had called 'honey' herself and she tried to maintain her smile, the corners of her lips tensing as she nodded at his words.

"of course, Seunggie. you stay wherever you want, especially if it's staying close to me," her hands eased around his neck as she leaned closer, trying to control her reaction as his lips nearly brushed against her skin. sighing in relief as he seemed fine and playing the action off as a sigh of content, hyuna glanced over her shoulder at the male she had gone this far to rid off to mouth the words 'bye' to him.

initially, she thought he would've strongly protested, caused an appalling scene, and it would be left to the bouncers to finally take him off her hands but he left, grumbling and tripping over his own feet. once he cleared the doors, she pulled away, taking a step back before holding out a gloved hand to her partner in crime. "you're a good actor. thanks for your service," with a playful salute, she smiled as she took a seat at the bar, gesturing for him to join her. "but i do hope you don't mind what happened just now."

#!don't mind it #!hyunseung #!q

— ribbon around her neck ;

it's unusual. he's bound to think so as well, unusual that she's using the front door instead of sneaking her way in with whatever method suits her whims yet she is. fingers tapping against its surface lightly although the clicking of her heels must've given her away. there's never been a need to announce herself nor has she ever until now.

leaning against the door frame, she waited for the door to be opened and to be let in. it was her way of postponing what she had been avoiding even further. it'd be easier if his mutation didn't make him so adept with changes in others, particularly the sound of one's heartbeat. could he notice? hyuna wasn't quite sure but she was more than hesitant to test his abilities.

with a stifled sigh, she debated leaving altogether, making some excuse about only checking in so he doesn't send one of his underlings to watch her— which she hasn't asked him about but she's rather sure he does have people checking on her when he can't himself.

but hyuna's also sure that it'd make him suspicious. besides, she's ready now. at least she has to be. her life's not rich enough to afford any more time.

now, if only she had mastered how to lie to herself when she acquired the skill of doing so with others.

#!ribbon #!woobin #!q

xm-kimhyuna

— waiting for the bus in the rain (in the rain) ;

xm-kimhyuna

xm-niel:

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"to wh—" hyuna didn't bother finishing her sentence as the young male disappeared in a— she wasn't quite sure what, to be honest. a poof? was it seriously a poof? of all things, he poofed away and just when she thought he couldn't be any more entertaining.

admittedly, his luck is horrible. she shouldn't be laughing. she really shouldn't but her laughter became impossible to restraint once he appeared again. this guy was straight out of a comic book or a comedic play. he had to be, or her laughter felt almost unjustified— until she watched him shake his feet. the brotherhood ace was practically thankful that his return had been loud enough for her to notice and turn.

"guess you took my advice quite literally, didn't you?" as amusing as the situation was, hyuna couldn't help but notice the fact that there was a small audience gathered. it made sense, after all, given that the male survived getting hit— or not hit, actually— and miraculously both disappeared and reappeared moments after.

walking away from the bus stop, she took hold of his shirt sleeve despite the fact that she was wearing gloves and tugged him away from the murmurs of the small crowd. "i hope you're not an institute kid because if you are they really don't teach you guys anything."

hyuna wasn't one to be helping anyone out but being found anywhere near a mutant protest or uprising or whatever might've happened was not on any ace's agenda. she almost regretted pushing him in front of the bus for entertainment since she couldn't risk public exposure— and that thought didn't mean she would apologize but it did mean she let go of his sleeve. who knew how unpredictable this kid's poofing is.

#!bus #!niel #!q

xm-kimhyuna

— can you smile ;

xm-kimhyuna

xm-woohyun:

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greater good . . right. (` *and she nods because he would say something like that. she should've known before his lips even parted, which makes how different they are all the more obvious. he's always around and willing to be there for others, giving everything of him— which she thinks is a lot more than he believes of himself— whereas hyuna runs whenever someone gets too close. for a long time, woohyun was one of her only exceptions. but he shouldn't be )

(` *she laughs at his words, shaking her head as she intently stares into his eyes, a teasing smile tugging at the corner of her lips ) it wouldn't exactly be a stretch if i were to imagine what kind of things you've done anyway. still, i'll spare my mind of the thought of you in bed— with others, of course. (` *thinking of the 'gifts' her pet has brought her in the past, a hint of a smile spreads on her lips before she shakes her head ) i doubt you'd be pleased with the type of food shadow could give you of his own will.

(` *the furrowing of his brows gives his thoughts away and she smiles this time, widely at that. the ace loved teasing others but woohyun was and probably always will be one of her personal favorites. that's what makes this visit more difficult. she knows better than to drop little hints and make him worry but part of her— a large part of her— wants to, knows that he'll notice and tell her to quit and not to do whatever it is that's making her this way. part of her wants to finally let someone in again instead of gradually pushing everyone away like she has been. part of her wants to tell him everything. to stop safeguarding her past as if it protects her when really it harms her the most. but she doesn't. she won't and instead she smiles again, shaking her head as if nothing's wrong )

where am i going? a mission again (` *she chuckles to try and put him at ease although she's doubtful it would work. it's not really a lie anyway. hyuna's sure there's going to be more missions assigned to her before it's time but there isn't some huge assignment at the moment. it is a lie but she's gotten so used to having to say them ) don't worry. there's been someone designated to guard me. you're required here. i know.

#!can you smile #!woohyun #!q

xm-sera

{` welcome home?

xm-kimhyuna

xm-sera:

(/she sets the bowl of cat food onto the counter, letting apricot jump up herself — you’d think sera would be used to it by now but she was always a little amazed at how athletic cats were. heading back into the room, she fell forward onto her stomach and let the bedspread break her fall, her cheek pressed against the covers as she clicked on the new email that was flashing in her inbox, glancing over it quickly before replying)

to: Kim Hyuna from: Ryu Sera

content: When is a good time?

(` *feeling lazy, hyuna glanced about the apartment. it was . . presentable now, wasn't it? as long as she wasn't currently engaged in a mission, then the best time was at the moment. what else could she do? with hours to go until she had to report to the base for a brief on a possible assignment that would take up perhaps the first few months of the new year, she promptly switched over to text message, only needing to text one of the techs she knew first to get sera's number )

( — text ) this is hyuna. i thought texting would be faster.

( — text ) do you have time now?

#!home #!sera #!q

xm-kimhyuna

— waiting for the bus in the rain (in the rain) ;

xm-kimhyuna

xm-niel:

♢

hyuna had expected him to be more dramatic to be entirely honest, although the way he staggered and didn't seem to harbor any immediate hatred towards her was rather odd. misplaced, even. the teen wasn't even glaring at her or yelling or asking her why in the world would she do such a thing on a crowded street.

the whole thing seemed like a bust and she was beginning to forget why she found the notion interesting in the first place. test a kid's abilities to seemingly teleport. now she felt as if there would've been a greater reaction if he had at least gotten injured— that is, until he spoke.

so the kid had spunk in him after all, even if his voice didn't seem to agree with him. as she glanced down at the layers she herself wore, eyes flickering over the other's outfit of choice, she chuckled softly. "it should be me saying that. but, maybe you should go cool off then. water would help— with all that dust, i mean."

#!bus #!niel #!q

xm-channie

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xm-kimhyuna

xm-channie:

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at the question, she considers the possibility that his patience is finally starting to wear with her. the way his eyes flicker over what merely passes as her medical folder seem obvious with disdain but she's confused more than irritated. if she had been, her reply would've been just as obvious as the annoyance he felt.

in what way was she supposed to make it easier on him? was he expecting her to strip down as she gave an entire breakdown of her lack of a medical history? there wasn't anything to tell unless he had time to waste as she regaled the scars she received as the result of a mission gone bad— not that it occurred often, particularly in the type of mission she specialized in.

with the consequences of her mutation taking full effect at seventeen, coupled with the fact that she hadn't received proper medical care after her parents unfortunate end and a strong aversion to hospitals as well as their whole environment, it's more of a surprise that there's anything in her file.

and to hyuna, the more information someone has on you, the more power they hold. it's enough for dongwook to know as much as he does, given that he's leader, but to allow anyone else is beyond the scope of her willpower. she had gotten so used to altering and editing what anyone thought of her, gotten so used to utilizing such a skill for the brotherhood that she had forgotten what it was like when she didn't have to— technically.

so, instead and for once, she swallows down whatever snarky answer she had ready for him and she calmly asks, "like what? what makes this easier?"

honestly, her question in return for him was more open that she would've expected but as she lingered on the words, simple as they were, it was clear. to her, no position in the brotherhood was easy and being a medic, belonging to a specific alliance or not, was not easy in and of itself.

"no, no metal joints. no synthetic limbs. no heart pacer or allergies. no history of illnesses in my family— as far as i know. what else?"

#!subsequent consequences #!chanyeol #!q

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#!ivy #!q

xm-kimhyuna

— distraction ;

xm-kimhyuna

xm-woohyun:

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with each somewhat awkward movement of the male before her, hyuna wonders if it's too much— not to her, no, but to woohyun. if he'll think the nephew is getting too close or crossing whatever boundary he thinks is okay. although if hyuna's certain about one thing, to have the other in the same room as her is already over the limit. if woohyun had his way, they'd continue with this mission without such intimate encounters but as the male's arm drew around her waist, ineffectively attempting to tug her against him, she managed a tiny smile, thinking the time was now or she'd get nothing useful out of him.

"i'm sure you have plenty of free time— being graced with a high position from your uncle," and her tone could practically be the definition of goading as she leans back, placing her lips further away from his, avoiding the way he abruptly dipped his head towards her. there was a slight flicker of contempt in his eyes as they bore into her, an obvious question forming in his mind by the way his brows rose. "i mean, time to be entertaining anyone but your date. aren't i lucky?" with that, she trailed her hands over his shoulders, fingers slightly curling into his collar as if she was about to bring him close again.

and after a few more teasing, backhanded compliments, he began to spill all that he knew but she was far from lucky, as it turns out. nothing he had knowledge of proved to be useful and hyuna began to lose interest, tempted to press her lips to his neck and end it all. she doubted anyone would miss this guy, who she quickly learned was a chauvinist and disloyal at that. that is, until she heard the added mumbling about a particular professor.

"what did you say?"

"i overheard my father discussing it with my uncle. weren't you listening? he's dreadfully tired of seeing that school on prime property. they're planning some kind of . . well, it's something."

in that moment, she could only think of one thing. if the xmen had known of such a thing, of whatever plans or . . what this was because the idiot seemed to be able to focus his mind on only one issue at a time, which was clear by the way he questioned what the institute is. she doubted he could accurately define the word 'mutation,' one of them was sure to be here seeking the same type of information as them.

that put both hers and woohyun's undercover status at risk. getting caught meant either two things. fight or flight. excusing herself to the bathroom with waiting for much of a response, hyuna rushed out of the room and towards the security room. what if woohyun's paranoia about the couple had been right? what if the nephew wasn't a target but a distraction?

she had made the wrong call and as she ran, her feet screaming for her to toss off the heels and ditch the tight dress, hyuna could only duck into a secluded corridor to avoid attracting attention. he'd be fine, right?

#!past: distraction #!woohyun #!q

xm-kimhyuna

— prove me wrong again ;

xm-kimhyuna

xm-woobin:

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cocky. how could she have nearly forgotten? not only is he an enigma but he was cocky, for lack of a better word. but she couldn't say it wasn't without merit. by all means, he had the right to act in such a manner and he doubted there was anyone who would call him out on it yet it was funny to her. that someone she thought of as more . . sophisticated and, well, prude, if she were to be blunt about it, would be okay with short dresses as he said in his own words. her brows quirked even more at what he brought up following his description of appalling (to him, and actually her as well) clothing choices for women.

"dating? women? and you? i'd have to see it first to believe it. is anyone up to your standards, woobin?" although, really, they'd never spoken of any particular standards when it comes to dating. rather, it's that with how protective one is of the other (and vice versa, despite her reluctance to admit it) it's expected. not just anyone is permitted.

"but 'pretty things shouldn't be kept in boxes,' hm." pretending to muse the words longer, she laughed, her eyes briefly meeting his. "is that what you tell all women once you buy them a dress? sounds like a line— if i didn't know better, anyway. as for showing too much leg in public . . that makes it sound like you've seen more in private." this time, she had to actively prevent herself from chuckling or showing any more amusement than her words implied as they were.

"have you?" hyuna teased, leaning her head to the side as she regarded him, her theory of woobin being much less experienced than he was still intact. "i'm not sure changing here was so much about impulse as it was about convenience. since you seem to enjoy keeping an eye on me even when i venture out to the convenience store down the street, you ought to know how much i like convenience at times. it's not as if it's the first time you've seen me, is it?"

a corner of her mouth twitched at his mention of her favorite sweatpants and she sat on the armrest of the sofa, one leg crossed over the other as she shook her head lightly. "tsk, tsk. those are red, you know— although faded at best. still. besides, you ought to be focusing more on the fact that i wear clothes at home. i could always choose not to, but i'm looking out for your innocence. really," and this time she was the one smiling teasingly despite the feigned candor in her eyes.

acting as if her nails were in dire need of inspection, she brought her focus down to the manicured fingertips, keeping her tone nonchalant. "but that reminds me. how has my place been? i assume you still kept an eye on it despite my absence. i'd tell you how it was where i went but—" with a short pause, she brought her gaze back up at him. "i'm sure you knew of that too. right? or have you been slacking with your self-determined duty?"

and in her own odd way, that was hyuna asking how he had been but she certainly wasn't going to ask him outright.

#!prove me wrong again #!woobin #!q #{ this is also late #i'm so sorry #you have the right to hit me too welp }

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#!heartbeat #!q #{ hi kim }

xm-kimhyuna

— you were a mission { nothing less, something more } ;

xm-kimhyuna

xm-junhyung:

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she almost wanted to laugh at the words he had chosen for her. 'good with appearances.' there was no denying such a statement, and one could go as far as to say that it's her actual occupation. to control her image and excel at maintaining a particular one at that.

but neither could it be denied that there was a certain pride to the manner in which she carried herself. if hyuna failed, if she didn't gain enough intel, if she hadn't earned someone's trust quickly enough, or if she forgot a simple task, it bore its weight on her mind no matter the severity of the situation.

as such, she kept thinking she had to get this right. for the brotherhood, of course, and also for herself. if anyone were to know about plans going incredibly wrong, it was hyuna and so it became the thing she despised most. those who didn't know thought she was easygoing, that she was adaptable— and she was, but stubbornness reigned her restless thoughts.

watching the tiniest of his reactions, doubt planted itself in her brain, nearly causing her to lose concentration. at the first words he speaks once her analysis is complete, she can feel her heart racing once again and there's that slight twinge of pain— enough to make her feel pain but not enough for her to wince, she was far too used to it by now.

hyuna could only remember to exhale when junhyung told her she was right and the swell of pride in her chest was short-lived following a mention of the job. that's right. she was here on a mission and not to prove herself— although in a sense she had to prove herself. her first mission of this significance.

nonetheless, she smiled back with as much sincerity as he had shown her. "and when would you like me to start?" glancing at the light-switch near the door, the ace chuckled softly, a teasing smile on her lips now as she shrugged her head in that direction. "if it's the woman with tension headaches, i'd say you should turn down the lights somewhat if you can."

eyes flickering back to the desk, she walked back towards it, pausing once she reached it. "do you ever keep candies around your office? just a small question, really. peppermint can help headaches. so can other scents but— i doubt many are disturbed by the smell of mint, compared to heavier scents like sandalwood."

that wasn't going too far, was it? after all—

"i know it's not ordinary practice for someone in this field, but personal experience. i could go get it myself. i'm sure she'd appreciate it." and she knew it could just as easily go the other way. it could be the last they saw of that particular patient but if she didn't make her position an integral part of his office now, it'd only take longer for her mission.

#!past: you were a mission #!junhyung #{ i'm so sorry it's this late #you have permission to hit me tbh }#!q

xm-kimhyuna

— can you smile ;

xm-kimhyuna

xm-woohyun:

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little hyuna, hm? (` *her brow quirks at the choice of words and she poises herself to question it but the expression in his eyes when hers meet his freeze her. sometimes she forgets how it feels for someone to tell her she knows she is— because it simply doesn't happen. more so, as he said, she's told that she knows how to change how people perceive her but she's actually not sure who kim hyuna is. in fact, she feels as if kim hyuna died when a certain part of her did ) there's no grudge. i just dislike those missions. i know you do too, even if you don't recall what happened. there's no one that likes being touched or used for the sake of gaining information (` *and the smile on her lips only echo the irony of the words slipping from them. that was the basic definition of the missions she went on as an ace— at least, the less in-depth ones )

you're right, i suppose . . but, then again, no one's ever been as close to me as you have been in the past few years. can't be touched, except by you. ah . . that's probably worse, woohyun. please tell me you don't do things in this bed. (` *although she pretends to still be disgusted, there's a lingering smile as she shakes her head ) i can't even eat that much but i'm sure shadow would love you. he does like you anyway but— that cat loves food in general.

(` *at his question, she chuckles softly, shaking her head again merely to tease him ) no. you haven't. at all. it's so mean, namu. (` *nudges him with the top of her head before laughing, not taking too long to tell him the truth ) i'm kidding. you have. don't worry. you take good care of me when i'm around (` *and she means it, but she also means it in that sense. she has to be around him for that to happen so it only makes sense that, at this time in her life, she finally asks him this ) and you'll be fine when i'm not around, won't you? (` the more she thinks about it, the more she determines that it must be right. because she's always been more trouble to him than help and definitely more trouble than she's really worth )

#!can you smile #!woohyun #!q

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kimhyvnas:

“I don’t have that many friends, so I like to keep the ones that I really care for, close with me." - Hyuna

#!ivy #!nostalgia

xm-kimhyuna

— can you smile ;

xm-kimhyuna

xm-woohyun:

♢

(` *his musings come of as endearing, albeit somewhat confusing. with the mention of a runaway, she vaguely wonders if he's hinting at her past and how frequently she tends to do just that— run away. but she doubts he would— that he would know or remember such a fact about her ) you're right. it is useful. but does that mean it doesn't suit me in particular? like i don't have an identity myself— (` *she pauses there, not sure for what purpose she stated it in such a manner. of course she didn't have her own identity. she had always been what she allowed people to see— according to her, anyway, and if otherwise she didn't know. clearing her throat, she smiles, as if her last words hadn't been of importance and that's how she hoped he saw it ) works on missions, doesn't it? remember that dreadful one at some lavish hotel? i hope we don't have to do that again.

that you do (` *chuckles, nodding, although her brows furrow shortly after ) and sometimes it seems as if you're the only one actually doing your job. (` *she doesn't dare bring up the guard she once knew and a wistful smile flashes across her face before she draws her legs closer to her, turning on his bed and laying across it, her chin perched in the palm of her hand as she glances up at him ) it's okay. i understand. it's nice when you come see me though. (` *she adds, with a shrug because, again, she's not sure why it matters or why she's brought it up but it's there. a small hint of an admittance that she enjoys her company can't hurt )

you know, some people would find that creepy, woohyun. (` *she doesn't in particular and she fails to mention it but maybe he'll notice, maybe not. but at the topic of bed sheets, her nose crinkles and she pretends to be suspicious of his bed sheets as they are, lifting herself up and looking back and forth between him and the bed ) i'm not going to even question why you would need to wash them often. (` *with him telling her to take the gloves off a second time, she does so, knowing that otherwise he'll continue to say so ) i didn't come here to eat. it's okay, woohyun. otherwise, i would've called you out. you would've come, right? (` *playfully, she nudges his side, her bare hand now resting on his leg as she lays back down, making herself comfortable again )

#!can you smile #!woohyun

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