⇢ Please, give me your aims—- I’d love to have more people to talk to and also to plot!

⇢ ethvrl

     Sunhwa opened her door house, quickly entering her place , sliding her shoes off the woman locked the house making sure everything was closed like she always did. She took a deep breathe thanking for feeling better after the day she had, it was one of those days and even if she wanted to deny and forget, the fear was always there, hunting here and sometimes she couldnt control herself and broked down. After taking a relaxing shower she put her pijama’s clothes, sitting on the couch she called Yongguk, it was like a ritual she got used to it, she trusted him and she liked talking to him. After a few rings he picked up “Yongguk” she said gently “i missed you, are you working?”

      for once the glaring light of the sun had the opposite of effects it usually had on her. rather than a headache coupled with annoyance she found the warm rays nearly enjoyable. it was safe to say she was in one of her better moods. “i think today is going to be a really good day. i found some money on the floor and the sun feels sorta nice.” 

He raises a hand up to his chest to put it where the heart lays. With the slightest frown on his face as the expression, he begins to let out a soft sigh. “Home… home is where the heart is, that’s what they say.”

          Hyosung didn’t know what mess she had caused, only gambling about what was going on as soon as she spottet his tear drowned expression — the loud words piercing through her ears, her heart seeming to skip a beat as he told her to shut up and leave him alone. The Angel got startled, raising her arms in front of her head while she took a step back and closed her eyes. ❝ I’m sorry! ❞ she said loudly, linked to her motions. It was a habit, from back then, the time she had never talked about. After a few seconds, where nothing happened, she let her arms drop and opened her eyes; letting her head drop lightly, her optics towards the ground for a second to breathe in, before her gaze snapped back at the dark haired Male. ❝ I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.. hurt you like that. ❞ 

⊰ ✰ ⊱ —               He chuckled at his words before adjusting his unnecessary round shades as he was blind but he found the way he stared off into space stupid therefore wore shades. ❛ Yeah, this book isn’t in braille but i know the writer i just can’t find her ❜ He says with a short sight before clearing his throat before turning his head to him, ❛ I appreciate the help though ❜ He said and gave a grin different from his usual one that implied madness. It’s astonishing how Crow manages to blend in with the crowd when his face is memorized by the cops that chased him endlessly. 

❛ Name is Crow, what about ya? ❜

—– yongguk returned the smile he got from the other male, soon turning his face to stare at his hands while playing with his own fingers, expression was soft yet there was an obvious tint of tiredness in his features. ❝ No need to thank me, ❞ he stated quietly, almost in a murmur, the smile never leaving his plump lips. it was simply something usual for him, helping people; the actual reason why he was a detective, a detective in the special victims department: he just wanted to help those fragile victims of those disgusting abuses ------ he just wanted to make those monsters pay for what they had done. and pressing his lips together into a thin line, he looked at the other again and smiled, once again, tilting his head a little. ❝ I’m Yongguk, it’s nice to meet you. ❞

– 》 A weak nod was the only response the male could give, hands gripped tightly around the hem of his own shirt. What could he possibly do if something bad had happened to him again? What if it was worse this time? Hoseok did not dare to find an answer to such questions. Lost eyes finally met the other’s again.

—– the detective took a deep breath and looked around for a brief moment, humming quietly and clenching his jaw as he thought, his lips were slightly parted. ❝ So, ❞ he murmured more to himself than to the other male, soon turning his face to look at him, smiling warmly at the younger. ❝ Do you remember of the last place you’ve seen him? Didn’t he... by any chance, mention somewhere he wanted to go? ❞

ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY, JUST PUBLISH.

Minseok noticed a smile he rarely saw from the other, and he couldn’t help but laugh. “I can’t believe we were able to slip away from the managers,” he giggled, feeling a bit giddy. He usually wasn’t one to misbehave, or make it harder on his group than it already was, but when Yongguk had given him an invitation, he couldn’t refuse. It felt good to do something bad every now and then. “So…what next?” he asked, eyes shining and bright, looking towards the taller man.

There was laughter brewing in the hollow space of Dune’s ribcage –below the conduit of ambiguity and gaucherie in which his body felt fresh out of water on the shore. He was swept away from his natural habitation of indifference and dishonesty. It was ironic –funny even when he recalled the fact that his closest experience with socializing was watching over the flat screen in his living room, a scene of the wild flashing on the TV as animals toyed around mingling within a pack. He doubted nuzzling close and sniffing the stranger would help in this scenario though. “Pleasure’s all mine, uh, Yongguk? Seems like we’re all newbies in this, let’s hope it doesn’t end up a massive disaster on page 3 in newspapers tomorrow. They should have ‘L’ signs for the ones of our kind, like the ones who’re learners in driving.”

【 sms ⇢ yongguk. 】 i’ll talk to you until you knock out. 【 sms ⇢ yongguk. 】 what’s up though? are you overthinking or something?