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likingletsplays · 5 years

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Bim’s Secret (2/?)

Authors note:

You can find part one here

!!!TRIGGER WARNING!!! Body being cut up/ Cannibalism

With each new part I will be changing POV. This one is from Bim’s. there will also be a slight reversal of time. Hope you enjoy :)

Bim watched the blue Google leave the studio, his heart race slowing down slightly as the android disappeared from view.

“That’s an awfully mundane task for Blue Jim to volunteer for.” Camera Jim said looking between the now closed studio door and Dark.

Dark sighed, “I honestly don’t care about that at the moment. Just move the body before Wil comes back.” Humming softly a small smile on his face, Bim bent down and grabbed the upper half of the now dead woman. There is no way he wanted to spend time with me. Don’t give yourself false hope. Google doesn’t even notice you. Bim chastised himself lifting the woman with Camera Jim. They went in the opposite direction Google had gone; deeper into the studio.

“Bim?” Camera Jim asked huffing slightly as he readjusted his grip.

“Hm?” Bim answered coming to a stop before a closed door. Both men slowly lowered the body to the ground. He fished the key from around his neck and unlocked the door. Three loud clicks could be heard from inside and a loud almost shuffling sound.

“Do I want to know what’s behind that door?” Camera Jim asked his hands now stuffed deep inside his pockets.

Bim smiled, turning from the door to face Camera Jim, “No probably not.” Bim watched as camera Jim nodded, turned and walked down the hallway out of sight. Bim opened the door, grabbed the woman and dragged her in. He then closed the door and locked it. He then turned to two metal doors in front of him; walking forward he also unlocked those doors and slipped the key back around his neck and down his shirt. He walked in the cold room his breath fogging out before him. Bim grabbed a syringe filled with a bright yellow liquid and walked back to the woman. “Got to keep your muscles alive.” Bim said injecting the needle into her neck. He looked down at his watch counting down three minutes.

“Aaaannnndddd….,” Bim said still looking at his watch, “Done!” Bim picked the woman up and carried her into the cold room. He opened one of the six doors on the wall steam billowing out. He pulled the metal bed out from inside it laid her body down on it and closed her in. Bim looked over his shoulder to the calendar. It’s almost been a week since I’ve had meat. And to top this off it was fresh meat. Why not just eat now? Bim shook his head feeling slightly disgusted with himself. He couldn’t always eat when he wanted he needed to have some control over himself and his cravings. He knew he needed to save and appreciate this gift. Sighing Bim left the rooms, locking each one behind him. He would eat tomorrow. He needed to make it the full seven days.

“Bim!” Bim sat up rod straight in his chair. He felt disoriented sore and very tired. He looked down and stared slightly confused at a blurry desk. After a few seconds, his brain caught up and he shoved his glasses on. He turned his head to see who had woken him. Google stood in Bim’s office doorway, a plain white box in one hand and food piled on a plate with coffee balanced on it.

“Good morning Google.” Bim squeaked feeling his face burn and his mouth go dry as he took in the whole sight of Google.

Google smirked, “Morning Trimmer. I got you something.” Google held out the white package.

Bim took it with shaking hands, “Ww-why me?” Bim asked hating the stutter that always plagued him when he was nervous. Google shrugged a smirk till on his lips as he handed Bim his vegan breakfast and coffee. “Thank you.” Bim breathed as Google turned and left the office. Bim placed his food down carefully on his pile of papers and took of the lid on the white box. Bim picked up the small note that lay on top –know you are always cold BG. Bim took in a shuttering breath and looked down at the blue and black jacket. Bim lightly traced his fingers along the collar and felt how soft it would be when warn. Bim lightly placed the box on the table next to his food. Without a second thought Bim stood grabbed his toast and walked over to Wilford’s office. He knocked and entered, “I need the day to myself.”

Wilford looked up from his paperwork a soft smile on his lips, “Everything alright Bim? I didn’t see you at breakfast.”

Bim nodded finishing his mouthful of food, “I just need some…. advice. I don’t know when I will be back so I need the whole day to myself.” Bim fiddled with his fingers as Wilford seemed to think this information over. Bim hated asking Wilford for days off. He never knew the mood the man would be in and this could get him a small tickle with the man’s knife or dodging and rolling out of the way of flying bullets

“Just double check with King that you are still doing your bit tomorrow while you’re out. Enjoy your day off. Ill gave News Jim do my introduction today.” Wilford said waving his hand and looking back down at the paperwork before him. Bim nodded feeling his shoulders relax slightly. He turned and walked directly for the exit. He had made it about three forths the way there until he ran straight into Google.

“Watch where you’re going Trimmer.” Google growled and continued on his way. Bim scrambled back onto his feet and took off again. Bim wandered around outside for at least thirty minutes before he found who he was looking for.

“Bing!” Bim called out walking closer.

“One sec.” Bing called back his eyes still up in the trees. He lifted his arms above his head, a love struck smile filling the androids face. a few seconds later King of the squirrels jumped lightly down from the trees and into Bing’s arms. At least twelve squirrels followed close behind landing on Bings head or shoulders and crawling down him to get to the floor.

“How can I help you Bim?” Bing asked turning to face Bim, King still securely in his grasp.

“What do I do if I’m falling for an android?” Bim gasped out

Bing chuckled, placing King on the ground. “I assume you mean a Google.” Bim nodded. “Alright which Google do you have the hots for?”

“Blue.” Bim breathed this being the first time he uttered it allowed. Bim felt a stab of jealousy shoot through him as he watched Bing and King intertwine their fingers together.

King leaned forward walking slightly in front, “How do you feel about being attracted to an Android?”

They stopped next to Bim’s pride and joy, his garden. Bim sighed and plopped down on the grass, “it doesn’t bother me at all. It’s different, but out if all us egos who isn’t different? Some of us are murders, madmen, a King,” Bim said gesturing to King, “Sales men, superheroes, androids, show hosts and much more. I just don’t know if I’m looking into something that isn’t really there. “

King nodded biting his bottom lip and looked over to Bing. “Well why do you think something might be there?” Bing asked his knees wiring as he lowered himself on the ground next to Bim.

Bim rubbed his face a few times, and shoved his glasses back in place, “I’ve liked Google for about five months. He always seems so calm and handsome and the last few weeks…” Bim sighed watching King walk a few feet away and begin conversing with this subjects, “he’s brought me breakfast when I’m running late or fell asleep in the studio the night before. He’s helped me find my missing papers even if he isn’t always the most gentle about it.”

“What do you mean by he isn’t always gentle?” Bing asked.

“He usually just moves me out of the way weither that be telling me to move or moves the chair im in. the last time I actually fell over.” Bim answered shrugging.

Bing crossed his arms, a small frown appearing over his glasses, “Has he done anything that someone couldn’t have possibly asked him to do or something that wouldn’t of been beneficial to him in the long run?”

Bim nodded dropping his eyes to his lap beginning to fiddle with his fingers, “He got me a jacket.”

“Alright,” Bim looked back up just as Bing rested his hand on his shoulder a small smile on the androids face, “Google will need time to warm up to this. To him this is something new, foreign possibly even a glitch in his system. Give him his time and space.”

Bim nodded and opened his mouth to reply but stopped at the sight of King. King had about twenty squirrels sitting on his crown, shoulders and arms, “I agree give him space. But also allow yourself to show him you care in return. Nothing big or flashy but small things; an extra smile when you walk by him or find something Google really likes doing. Show interest in it and try to find time to do it with him.”

Bim smiled at King, and then stood up “Are Camera Jim and I still able to record your special squirrel wedding tomorrow?”

“Yes we look forward to you both being there.” King replied a few of the squirrels squeaking in agreement.

“See you tomorrow then. Thank you guys again.” Bim said smiling at both men. He turned towards his green house and walked towards it. Bim was looking forward to spending the day grading. Perhaps he could think of something Google liked while he worked.

Bim looked down at his watched as he finished trimming his last rose bush; the clock reading eleven pm. Bim smiled as his stomach growled. “Yes I will eat today.” Bim mumbled putting his tools away. He walked out and towards the studio. He opened the studio door and froze where he stood. Google was still connected to the computers. Bim felt his heart being to beat rapidly against his rib cage, a hot blush blooming across his face and neck, “Hh-hello Google.”

Google looked away from the computer screen. “Trimmer,” He responded nodding his head, “What are you doing here so late? I thought you took the day off?”

“I dd-did.” Bim stuttered and he clenched his fists, must he always embarrass himself, “I have some paper work to finish before tomorrow.”

“Very well, I’ll leave the lights on.” Google said looking down at his arm. He evidently saw something Bim couldn’t because he nodded to himself and disconnected himself from the computers, “Good night Trimmer.” Bim watched him go. He waited a full five minutes before he dared to even move. He quickly headed to the jacket closet and cursed under his breath. Wilford must have had it cleaned out again. He walked back to his office hoping he had left one in there somewhere. When he walked in his eyes fell on the open white box. This jacket will be warm enough. I’ll be careful to not get blood on it. All I should have to do is roll up the sleeves to my elbow. He grabbed the jacket and pulled it on. He exhaled relishing in how comfortable and warm it was. He then walked back to that same door and unlocked it waiting for the shuffling sound to stop. Once it did he let himself in and quickly unlocked and went into his cold room. He pulled a slightly blood stained apron over himself and rolled up the sleeves. He grabbed the small sheet, knife, scalpel, shaver and two bags. He then opened the door he had closed the night before. “Hello beautiful.” He purred to the dead woman and shaved her hair off. He pulled it into one of the bags. He opened her mouth and inserted the knife in her gums above her teeth. He quickly cut her upper teeth and jaw off adding it to the bag with her hair. He closed it then draped the sheet over her body. He lifted the left side of the sheet folding over the bottom half so he could see her left leg. He quickly cut the jeans open with his knife. He discarded it by the bag and grabbed the scalpel. He lightly traced his fingers across her thigh then cut into the flesh. After some time he had a chunk of thigh in his hands. He carefully placed it in the other bag and took a deep breath in. the smell of blood was a beautiful aroma to him. His mouth watered and he could feel his teeth sharpen in anticipation. He placed the scalpel down next to the knife and sealed both bags. He hummed tunelessly to himself as he cleaned up his area; cleaning the scalpel and knife washing his hands and double checking his new sweater was clean. With a happy smile he hung up his bloodied apron and left the cold room with both sealed bags. He locked up behind him, slipping the key back around his neck.

To dark first he told himself leaving the studio and walking across the grounds back into Ego Inc. he stopped before Darks office and knocked.

“Come in.” Dark called. Bim walked in and dropped the bag with hair and the jaw bone with teeth in it on the desk

Dark reached slowly for the bag and dropped it in one of his drawers closing it with a slightly disgusted look on his face, “How long should she last you?”

“About three weeks.” Bim answered keeping the other bag behind his back so Dark wouldn’t have to see it, “Dr. Iplier’s new serum keeps the heart pumping for longer.”

Dark sighed, “If Wil ever learns to control himself or Bing finishes the vest I asked for…what are you going to do for food?”

“Dark don’t tell me you’re naive enough to think I only clean up after Wilford.” Bim said a small teasing smile on his lips

“Oh I know I just wonder.” Dark replied

“We’ll figure it out once we get there.” Bim shrugged, “night Dark.” Bim left the office and headed towards the kitchen. It was time to eat.

Bim sat sleepily at the kitchen table, the taste of blood still fresh in his mouth. “That was good.” He mumbled grabbing his empty and bloody plate. He carefully cleaned his plate and everything he has used in the kitchen. Just because he loved the taste of human blood didn’t mean anyone else in the house did. Once he was done he looked down at his watch. It was two AM. It was time to go to bed. He stumbled out of the kitchen and down the hallway to his room. Bim kicked off his shoes and collapsed on the bed not even bothering to take his glasses off.

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queenrozaay · 7 years

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one drunk honest night | 5 JUL 17

{ status: ongoing } pairing: jongin x rosé bg: remember all those times jongin saved rose’s drunk self from trouble?? it’s rose’s turn to return the favor.

kji; They finally did what was impossible to do for the past few weeks. His usual gang of friends outside the idol life finally managed to drag him out of the house and here he was at this late hour sitting inside a bar, loud laughter filling the room swallowing some of his friends words. Jongin was raising his stakes a bit too high as he was handed his 6th shot and went for it. The alcohol, as much as every other time had those particular side effects, his head slightly spun and it felt far too hot inside the building. But nonetheless, it's been a while since he felt so carefree, laughing at some stupid word play his friends were messing around with, until he started getting teased. They didn't know who it was, nor did he ever confirm it but somehow they just knew it by his changed demeanor lately that something was up, with someone. He waved it off with a "pfft" and excused himself out to take a breather. A bit of a struggle walking when one was that tipsy. But now he couldn't get it off his mind. Her, to be exact. Mistakes were soon to be made since it felt like he could do just about anything in the world as he took his phone out, chaeyoung will just have to excuse him for the typos. [ kkt → my shorty ] you and I you and I you and I baaaaaby [ kkt → my shorty ] till I diiiie [ kkt → my shorty ] do you know that song? They just playd it here and I thoht of you [ kkt → my shorty ] I don't kno if you'r even awake rigt now akdhlasj heck [ kkt → my shorty ] I miss youuuuu. why do I missf you?

pcy: Chaeyoung was proud to say nothing productive was done today other than getting that full rest of sleep she had been needing. She was leaning against some pillows, mindlessly flipping through the channels, trying to look for something to keep her entertained when the sound of her phone went off, numerous times. "What on earth-" Her brows raise in surprise when she found a string of texts from him full of typos and she was torn between laughing at how cute and idiotic he was being or concerned over his well being. [ kkt -> puppy oppa] are you.. alright love? [ kkt -> puppy oppa ] and I'm afraid only you can answer that yourself, but I'm happy knowing I'm in your thoughts

kji: Jongin's grin was on full show and he didn't give a single fuck about it, most people around here weren't exactly so sober either, but it felt nice to escape into the fresh air, finding himself a seat on one of the concrete seating areas where flowers were planted in the middle, man was he feeling so completely out of it. This was probably the best hour to bombard him with questions and he'd probably answer them without hesitation. His chest fluttered with even more warmth, she was awake after all. [ kkt → my shorty ] love? My new nickname? [ kkt → my shorty ] im good think i went a littkr overboard with a few drinks. I hate drinkib games, who said you /hav/ to take a shot if you lose?? Ridiculos 🙄🙄🙄 [ kkt → my shorty ] you're always in my thoughts chaechae [ kkt → my shorty ] you know.. it's nice waking up in th mornin, having something to look forward to. Whethr it's a text mssge from you, or seein you

pcy: [ kkt -> puppy oppa ] .. mm.. what kind of stupid thing did you agree to this time? Chaeyoung nibbled on her bottom lip simply out of nervous habit. She could feel the anxiety bubbling in the pit of her stomach, worry washing over her. Was he okay? Did he need her heeeelpppp? [ kkt -> puppy oppa ] I-where are you? She chose to ignore said message despite it being so sweet. Freaking out about this can be saved for later.

kji: He took his moment with replying because idiotic and happy jongin was too busy changing her contact name, having no idea that she would actually be worrying about him. She'd never actually seen him in this state before, not that he allowed it either. [ kkt → girlfriend ] dragged out for drinks [ kkt → girlfriend ] couldn't refuse sunbae and his drinking games [ kkt → girlfriend ] intimidating mab doesn't take no for an answer He paused, looking over his shoulder to see the main entrance of this building before clumsily pointing the phones camera in that director, jesus he was a terrible photographer - the snap came out blurry, but it captured the name of the bar. Jongin could only imagine some of his friends passed out drunk on the table at this point. Good thing he grabbed his bag with him. [ kkt → girlfriend ] babyyy girl did you get th e snap?

pcy: She could hear herself muttering how he was the biggest idiot that had ever walked the face of the earth. In the next seconds following her opening his snap, Chaeyoung quickly rushed out the door, thankful that he had at least had been able to capture the bar's name. [ kkt -> puppy oppa ] Stay where you are and DONT MOVE OR FOLLOW A N Y O N E until I get there. Got it?! It doesn't take her /too/ terribly long. But eventually, Chaeyoung makes it to said bar, brows knitted together in discomfort, eyes darting around the area for a familiar lookin face in the crowd of many. Ugh- where was he?

kji: Confused as to what she meant Jongin frowned a little reading over the text, what does she mean to stay in place? Is she coming to meet him? WHAT? Is his girlfriend on her way over? His sober self would've scolded her and told her to stay at home and be safe, but drunk jongin was more than excited - plus a little tired, tomorrow his head will be killing him. Great night.

[ kkt → girlfriend ] who would I follow unless it's youuu MY GIRLFRIEND IS ACTUALLT COMING OVER?? HECK IT'S SO LATE DJJAAKADH

[ kkt → girlfriend ] I swear I'm okayyyy

Jesus christ, this will be the last time that he drank that much. For a while at least. Probably until some after performance party where all the hyungs won't leave him alone but here he was right now, leaning back on that same concrete spot near the flowers.

pcy: After pushing through a group of sweaty bodies and such she eventually spotted him sitting near some flowers. How ironic that a pretty flower boy like himself was found sitting by equally beautiful flowers. "Yah-" she began once she reached him, kneeling in front of him, trying to catch his eyes. "Do you.. know who I am?"

kji: That voice. How the heck she made it here so fast? A little slow reaction but a grin was already formed on his face when he looked down just to see exactly who he'd been wanting to see the whole night, and how funny, alcohol really made it all seem like a dream in his head. "How can I not?! I can't believe.. my dream girl just showed up." Idiotic smile for days- he placed his warm hands against her cheeks, lowering his head until his forehead pressed against hers, frowning eventually. "But yah, do you know.. what time it is? Why is my girlfriend here at a bar?!"

pcy: Before she could react quick enough he had already held her face in his hands and she's found staring into those dark brown eyes of his she loved oh so very much. "Because some idiot decided to drink his life away and make his girlfriend worry needlessly." She answered without missing much of a beat, eyes narrowing playfully. "Come- we can talk as we make our way home mmkay?" She suggested, reaching for his arm to help him stand to his feed.

kji: He only hoped he'd remember this moment tomorrow, because all in all, the care that she'd always shown him was a moment to treasure. Like the time he ended up in an accident and she came running over - and he wanted nothing else but to hug her tightly there and then had they not been in a public place. He laughed a little, his speech coming off a bit slurred "could that idiot be.. your boyfriend? My precious Chaeyoung, you shouldn't worry so much though, I swear, I would've gotten home just ay-okay! So I still can't believe you came all the way over" He lifted his hand forming that silly okay sign with his fingers, did anyone still do that? And as if to prove himself wrong, his feet weren't so great at balance and coordination like he thought they'd be gosh darn it. Her support really came in handy he was more than thankful, slightly leaning onto her with his arm draped around her shoulder and he flashed her a sheepish grin "See? Just fine~ I'm not wobbly, you are."

pcy: Chaeyoung threw him a quizzical look, lips pursed. "Mm. Sure I am." She muttered under her breath, unconvinced. The fact that she'd literally drop anything and everything and rush to his aid without much context spoke volume. She had always been the type to go out of her way to help others but not to this extent unless she cared for said person deeply. "Can you at least try not to pass out on me while I get us home, babe?" She asked, keeping her eyes fixed on the crowd of sweaty bodies again they'd have to tackle again if they wanted any means of freedom-or- quality air supply.

kji: He grinned when she looked at him, even with that expression she looked beyond adorable, or was he just being biased because he ended up liking this girl so much? Tomorrow, when he'll go step by step trying to remember how this night went, he'll be greatly touched, not even his previous ex would've went through such a great extent to come save him on a drunk night. "Mm I'm not even tired I promise" he mumbled in reassurance, even though his sleepy eyes told the differ. He was hit with a more awake energy when walking past through the crowd, turning his back more so towards the people that were far too close, shielding chaeyoung from anyone bumping in from his side, slightly wobbly yet he still managed, a loud sigh of relief followed once they were past the worst. "Phew.. Chaeyoung, when you said 'home' which home are we going to?"

pcy: Once they'd made it out into the streets safely, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, glad they'd made it out in one piece without anyone recognizing them. Even out in the streets she still found it somewhat difficult to hear. "Um.." she paused to think for a minute before answering again. "Mine? Well- actually, I can take you home if you remember how to get back. If not you can always crash at my place." She suggested as if it weren't really a big deal, though his question alone was already making her flustered when it shouldn't. Ahh be calm Chae-

kji: His eyes fall close for a second with a snicker erupting from his lips after all the words sunk into his head making some sense to him. "We're swapping places now are we?" Jongin referred to the night when he took the drunk chaeyoung back to his home, and how now it was the opposite of her taking care of him. A soft sigh emitted and he tilted his head to lay against hers, that way maybe his words wouldn't get swallowed up by all the other noise. "I can somewhat remember the way, it's not too far I purposely chose this place just in case this happened.. if we come back to mine, will you stay with me?" The last words were more so whispered, slurred speech but he was able to not stutter nor mess up. It was probably stupid asking her to stay over, but drunk jongin didn't want to part ways.

pcy: Chaeyoung kept her eyes trained on the road up ahead, teeth scraping the bottom of her lip. She could feel knots forming in the pit of her stomach from his question alone. He wanted her to spend the night with him?? It wasn't like this was the first time she had spent the night with him but even so it still made her feel some type of way. She figured she would decide when she got him home safely, so she gave his arm a soft reassuring squeeze and said, "Sure if you promise not to hog all the blankets~"

kji: Drunk thoughts were messier than ever even though in some way, in his state right now they made sense. One thing that didn't change, his want to be near her whenever he could get the chance. He grinned when she seemed to have accepted his suggestion, a lowkey offer he was hoping she wouldn't reject. "Aye, blanket, I'll be your blanket instead. As long as you stay in my arms your boyfriend will keep you warm" he exclaimed happily like the idiot he was right now, a slow sway of his arm that rose to point ahead in the direction of his dorm that was pretty much just around the corner, although with their slower pace might take a little bit longer than usual.

pcy: "Pfft. Is that so? Can I trust that you'll keep me warm /all/ throughout the night til morning?" She heard herself ask him, eyes rolling playfully, footsteps moving in time with his. Funny how she'd been over to his place a number of times yet still had trouble remembering how to get there. Thankfully, the weather seemed to be on their side tonight- not too hot, not too cool and it wasn't raining either so that was a plus! "Babe, can you walk okay? Do we need to stop for a moment?" She whispered softly, noticing a vacant park bench just a few steps away.

kji: "Mhhhm I won't let go of you for the whooole night. Do you need me to pinky promise?" He laughed raising his hand with his pinky finger up as if to seal the promised deal. Jongin made sure to show keep up, thankful to how patient and slow she was walking with him while he was also slightly leaning his weight on her too. Just on time, he didn't need much rest in all honesty, but he thought she might after struggling to help him walk. "Maybe just for five minutes? A super quick stop" he hummed with a nod of agreement, his feet already shuffling towards the bench ahead. This is where he unwraps his arm from around her shoulder to take a hold of her hand instead as he flops onto the bench.

pcy: The most idiotic grin formed and she linked pinkies with him and shook on it. "I hope you know, I take my pinky promises /very/ seriously." She warned, giving them a knowing look as she followed him over to the bench. "Who knows what punishment you'll have to suffer if you break it!" Chaeyoung took a seat beside him, lacing their fingers together and gave his warm hand a small squeeze, sneaking glances at him when he wasn't looking and looking away when he does but says nothing more.

kji: "Ohh no trust me babe, this pinky promise is a life or death type of promise. The most serious one I've made" he nodded his head a few times too many as they shook on it "But.. what are these punishments you're talking about?" His curiosity got to him in an instant questioning her ways, and even threw in a playful suggestive look before settling down. Her smaller hand fit so perfectly in his larger one, and the high school boy with a big crush side of him loved that fact so much. A wave of slight tiredness and just that drunken feel had him leaning his head onto her shoulder, a stupid smile forming just thinking about how they were actually acting like such a couple that they have become. It was really heartwarming and he couldn't get enough. To the point that he silently shifted again, and without a word pressed a soft kiss onto her cheek.

pcy: Chaeyoung had always been worried that a platonic friendship turned relationship would never work out but here they were- Jongin had proved wrong. She was just lucky she had found the right person at the right time, something many would kill to have. Small displays of affection such as the kiss he'd placed upon her cheek made her heart swell in the most wonderful way, and she turned her head slightly so she could catch his lips with her own, letting them linger there for a moment before pulling away, a smile on her lips. "What kind of punishment would it be if I told you beforehand, silly!"

kji: He loved it every time she sneakily turned her head for a kiss before he could pull away, like every other time, his heart fluttered a couple of times while the corners of his lips tugged into a smile mumbling something along the lines of her being insanely cute in his drunk not so understandable way. "A punishment that I'd be prepared for.. Curiosity will make me /want/ to get punished. Do you really want me to get in trouble?" he mumbled with a sly little grin, half closed eyes simply adoring her features this close up.

pcy: She returned his grin with a playful one of her own, leaning forward to peck his lips once more before responding with a quick 'I just might.' Chaeyoung had been known to show her more shy and "cutesy" side on screen, but Jongin- he had managed to bring most of her adorable side to the surface, one she rarely showed others. After pressing several kisses to his lips, Chaeyoung pulled away and brushed her thumb along his bottom lip, cleaning the sheen gloss she'd left there off. "I don't know how you did it, but somehow, sometime- you became an important person in my life. I hate it."

kji: For Jongin, right now sitting together with Chaeyoung so immersed in this conversation, with each other even, felt like they were the only two people in the world just sitting there. All those other drunk passerbys? Yeah, they barely even caught his eye. All those short and playful kisses filled his heart with the most heartwarming feelings he just couldn't explain it. And addition to all this sweetness, her next words tightened his chest. Happiness at its most, to be honest. His lips still puckered when her thumb swiped across just to give it a little peck too before a dopey smile appears. "I have no idea how I managed to do that either. You might hate it, but I'll love it for the both of us. You know what's funny.." he mumbled in his low tone "its a small secret you cant tell anyone okay?" he swayed a little while bringing his index finger to his lips as if to emphasise the secrecy. It also made him wonder would he hate himself tomorrow for spilling this out. "I used to always think to myself.. This girl is such a handful, stubborn, but adorable in so many different ways. Your way of reacting, responding.. it sucked I didn't want to admit that I was /that/ eager to stay around you when I maybe sort of did want that, a lot."

pcy: She blinked back at him, dumbfounded. Did she hear him correctly? Just to make sure, she made a show of it and dared herself to ask him again. Wait.. what? I'm sorry- I don't think I heard you correctly." If her ears weren't deceiving her, it was almost like he had liked her for awhile and had stuck around, clinging onto that slim chance that maybe just /maybe/ she would feel the same. "Your patience is something I envy. Thank you for not giving up on me despite me being much slower than others to pick up on y'know things.."

kji: His head was placed back on her shoulder, finding that spot extremely comfortable and allowed himself to close his eyes for a minute. A playful whine escaped his lips too when she asked to repeat "I can't remember half the things I just said, I don't know how to repeat that word by word.. but like, I didn't think of it much for a while" he continues after just telling her he couldn't remember anything. Drunk jongin was indeed a mess. "And at first I thought you'd be like the little sister I always wanted, y'know, someone I could tease around? Ones company that I really enjoyed. Until I started developing a crush. It was annoying, I didn't know what to do with myself" his sober self will be seriously facepalming himself in the morning with embarrassment.

pcy: Chaeyoung looked down at her feet and bit back another huge grin. Man did it feel great to hear such words come from the one person she treasured deeply. "Annoying little sister aye? I don't know whether I should take offense to that or if I should be proud that I had at some point managed to crawl myself out of the family zone." She muttered quietly, suppressing a laugh. "You do realize that zone is almost impossible to break out of right?" It was her turn to look at him now, quirking a brow in question genuinely curious as to whether or not he was aware of what he's just confessed. Chaeyoung decided in this moment that drunk jongin was cute.

kji: "Hm? Family zone?" it took a moment for him to actually get what she meant after getting so comfortable just leaning like this against her, everything felt so carefree. He shook his head with a bubbly laugh taking one sneak peek at her as he opened one eye just to see that she was glancing down at him, and this is when he flashed her his boyish grin. "But you know that was probably just me trying to convince myself, because things were a mess at some point back at that time. So I wonder if you ever were in that family zone anyway.. Man I don't even know, do you know how confusing it was when I felt my heart beating faster??" He even motioned so clumsily by lifting a hand, forming a fist to lightly tap it against his chest a few times.

pcy: A hand reached up to brush the hair out of his eyes while he spoke to her. His reactions always managed to surprise her. The answers to the questions she'd been wondering these past few months finally brought to light caught her by surprise. Was it bad that she was actually relieved he had never lumped her in that family zone?? "Yeah well if it means anything to you, our relationship wasn't what you would consider smooth sailing for me either. My feelings toward you- and confusion on top of that made it difficult to interact with you properly. Not sure if you even noticed.. but in any case-" she waved her hand someone dismissively once she'd remembered he probably wouldn't even recall a single word from this conversation they are having in the morning. "-we're here now. And that's all that really matters, love." She whispered into his hair, soft smile spreading across her face.

kji: Her soothing touch felt so nice, something about having ones hair touched by someone else that was so relaxing and calming. Caught up by her words though, he listened in quietly trying to decipher it word by word, did she just say that she had a rocky road with feelings too? He raised his head, tilting it to the side, some of his hair falling over his eyes once again after she brushed the strands away. "You too? I don't think I noticed it much, I mean I did feel just a biiiiit of something but I always thought of it as just you being you. Y'know, sassy Chaeyoung, she was present about ninety percent of the time" he joked as a chuckle arose from the back of his throat, and this time both his arms are thrown gently around her, his cheek pressed again hers too. "And I couldn't have asked for anything better in my life.. I was really worried, because of the news with krystal, I really thought it would throw you off. That time when we talked on your balcony." he admits another secret of his.

pcy: Chaeyoung stiffened at the mention of his ex girlfriend's name. Honestly, things like this shouldn't bother her but it did. A small part of her knew she was being silly for worrying about his past. But what if she couldn't live up to the bar Krystal had set? What if she couldn't make him happy like Krystal could? These worries easily displayed itself on her face. She had never been really good at hiding then anyways.

kji: Drunk jongin, so careless with his words just throwing everyrhing out into the open air, he shouldn't have mentioned his ex girlfriend. Now he was really going to scold himself tomorrow morning. And when she stayed silent, even in this state he knew that something wasn't right. "You've gone really quiet, baby girl" he mumbled with concern laced in his tone, slower move of his head tilting to the side so he could catch her gaze once again. "What's bothering you?"

pcy: "Huh?" His voice shook her out of her trance and she forced a small smile. "Oh it's nothing I was just thinking." She lied. Now whether she was convincing or not, that was left up to his interpretation.

kji: This topic was bound to come up at some point though, right? Or maybe not. Who cared about the past when there was so much more to look forward to in the future. "Mmm thinking about what?" Disbelief was held in his slurred voice, pursed lips and clueless gaze looking at her. "Did you want to talk about it?"

pcy: Chaeyoung honestly didn't want to ruin the mood they'd had going beforehand with her own worries and so she simply waved her hand dismissively and slowly rose to her feet. "Oh it's nothing! Don't worry! I just ate something bad and my stomach was cramping a bit." A nervous laugh escaped her, eyes wandering off to the side momentarily before they move to meet his again. "You ready to walk again?? I think I can see your apartment from here!" She chirped, trying her best to sound more cheerful despite the troubled look in her dark brown eyes. Maybe he didn't notice.

kji: While he was absolutely influenced by all the alcohol, with his speech slurred and his moves not as fast as usual, his mind could still process some things. So stubborn drunk boy still sensed something about the vibe that she was giving off, it made him feel uneasy was it really something that he said that bothered her maybe? He didn't want to leave it just at that, even if he couldn't remember it in the morning. Did she notice his concern? Her happy tone did sound a little strained, and so he only leaned back, a stupid lil smile on his face when he took a hold of his girlfriends hand, squeezing it a few times. "Im so ready to go home with you but Chaeyoung.. You know how much I care about you, if there's really something on your mind I'm here to talk it through, our relationship doesn't have to have just the happy side"

pcy: Talking about her own feelings had never been an easy thing for her. She disliked inconveniencing people most and Jongin was the first who persistently tried to convince her to rely on him more- to break out of her shell. To this day, it still took some getting used to since most stopped prodding her after the first signs of avoidance. "I just don't want you to look at me differently.. the little green monster in me that threatens to jump out isn't pretty- and I hate it.." She admitted quietly, drawing circles in the dirt with her foot. "I'm sorry- I must be saying strange things now huh?? Hey- it's getting cold out here.. why don't we continue this conversation once we're home okay??" She suggested, giving his arm a small nudge as if to say get a move on it!

kji: So there really was something on her mind, his lips jutted out slightly into a pout as she finally opened up - well, at least admitted. Jongin, after all these months of spending time with Chaeyoung, by this point he knew well how quick she was to avoid questions that wouldn't have a positive result in them, but even if they weren't in a relationship, he wanted to be there for her. "You might hate that lil monster but I don't, I want to hear it out. I always do. Pretty not pretty, we've been spending time together for how long now?" He ended up gently tugging on her hand again. "Punk, my opinions don't change so easily, I know you better than to think of something different if there's something that's making you feel bad" he promised, sober jongin would be so proud of him right now for managing not to mess up on words. He sat up, slightly swaying into her side before clumsily getting up onto his feet while pulling her with him "buuuut- promise you'll tell me at home though?"

pcy: His words were reassuring but even so, she couldn't help but hesitate before giving a small nod in reply to his request. After sliding an arm around his waist to support him better, Chaeyoung took a couple steps toward his home, thankful he was still somewhat coordinated and managed to walk fine. Soon enough, the pair arrived in front of his apartment and without thinking, Chaeyoung started to feel around his front pockets, then his back, searching for the key. "Babe, where did you put your key?"

kji: Maybe by the time they'd settle in back at his place he'd sober up just by a tad more to have a clearer mind, enough not to mess up on their serious conversation which he hoped she wasn't going to turn away from again. THE KEYS. Well dang, where did he actually placed them? A drunk mind was really unhelpful "oh maaaan, is it really not in any of my pockets?" He asked with a hopeful look, "Babe though~" he then mumbled with that same idiotic grin at the cute name she called him while helping her search, and finally - there it was, somewhere at the bottom of his bag. Luckily it was there at least, what a disaster it would've been. Jongin was known for losing things so easily, surprised he didn't lose his head yet. Anyway, he struggled big time getting the key into the hole but a few painful moments later, the door opened, and he stumbled inside with her already nudging his shoes off.

pcy: The look on his face spoke volume in itself and Chaeyoung couldn't help but shake her head slowly in disappointment, muttering a 'what am I going to do with you?' under her breath. Her brows knitted together some, eyes narrowing right at him when he mentioned something about the pet name that had accidentally slipped just seconds again. "Jongin- Focus!" She screeched, motioning from the locked door to himself. After much struggle, the two manage to make it inside, and Chaeyoung was quick to lock the door behind them in case anyone tried to run in with them. Yea, people are crazy like that. Chaeyoung helped him take off his shoes then left his side to take off her own. "Do you want to change into something more comfortable first? Or would you like some water to drink?"

kji: Oops, jongin will really have to thank his girlfriend for being the most patient person with him and his struggles. And also a mental reminder not to go drinking for a long while, the headache he'll get tomorrow with a hangover will be one heck of a pain. Once Chaeyoung helped him out of his shoes, he stretched out and rubbed his eyes a little. It felt good to be in the comfort of his own home, private, away from the public eye. "No worries I got this!" He exclaimed cheerfully and so confidently too while struggling to get out of his shirt as he waddled further into the living room, closer to the couch, all that heat - he didn't want to deal with it. Finally, jongin managed to slip the material off without much thought to it, turning around to her with a small grin. "But I'd like some water. Please- my throat is so dry what in the world"

pcy: She gave him a weird look, clearly unconvinced. He only further confirmed her worries when he started waddling off toward the living room with his head stuck in his shirt. He was like.. a five year old boy who needed constant supervision or something bad would go wrong. "Promise me you won't break anything while I go get you that okay?" It cane out as more of a statement than a question and after giving him one last look, she disappeared behind the corner and returned shortly afterwards with a glass of water, holding it out to him, urging him to take it.

kji: His shirt went flying across the couch, and one could definitely see his aiming was just as bad as his walking seeing that the material just slipped off the armrest and onto the floor. He could see why she was so concerned about him breaking things, but that only made him break into an amused chuckle "Aye captain, I won't touch a thing" he promised her. But not even a minute went by after she disappeared into the kitchen when the remote control accidentally went flying off the couch just like that shirt, why was he so clumsy?! Now he was left with a task to grab that one rebellious battery that fell out and went rolling under the sofa. So there he was, splat on the floor attempting to get it from underneath.

pcy: Chaeyoung stood there dumbfounded, blinking back at his starfish like figure a couple times, not quite sure what to make out of it. Since he was preoccupied at the moment, she set the glass of water onto the coffee table and knelt down beside him. "What... exactly are you doing down there?" She dared herself to ask, giving his shoulder a small poke.

kji: Was it odd that he found the floor quite comfortable? It was a lazy move but he finally got the battery out from underneath, shooting it up in victory as he held the small item in between his fingers however the unexpected voice from behind managed to startle the drunk boy, and so he whacked his head slightly to the couch when he flinched. "I-- This thing just went flying under, the others would hate me if they came back to a dead remote control" jongin grinned and rolled onto his back, rubbing the slightly pained spot on his forehead just to see her staring from above. "Hi my pretty doll"

pcy: His antics whether they were purposeful or not was quite entertaining to watch. Even though it was mean to laugh, Chaeyoung was unable to fight the laugh that bubbled in her throat in response to his clumsiness though she was probably to blame for startling him. "Hey, you. You alright there?" She murmured softly, fingers lightly brushing against the area that made him grimace in discomfort. "You know, had this been any of my members they probably would've just let it be so I'd say you're pretty nice for risking your life retrieving that thing- I mean look at this battle wound!"

kji: He was pretty entertained himself at his stupidity, he really shouldve just left it there why in the heck did he not just flop onto the couch. Although he purposely let out a quiet whine at the sound of her laughter, adding in a pout too just for the sake of his dramatic act. "I think your boyfriend is just slightly traumatised. You know what I heard? A kiss apparently makes just about anything better" a cheesy flirty phrase he thought he'd thrown in, voice almost a hushed whisper with her this close, she was like an angel - making everything better with her gentlest touch. "Yeah? I probably shouldve left it be too, thought I'd play hero just for this time though. Don't they say scars are somewhat attractive? What's your opinion on that?" He cracked a small grin, he doubted there'd even be any visible red spot by tomorrow morning let alone a scar.

pcy: Chaeyoung arched her eyebrows in amusement. "Oh? And who told you that, love?" She asked, taking a seat beside him, a lazy grin cast his way. This had been the first time she'd seen him drunk and if she were being honest it was highly entertaining to say the least. "This kiss you speak of- did it tell you if there was a certain type that does the most healing?" He could probably tell from the tone in her voice that she was teasing him. "I think you look handsome with or without battle scars. You're still the Kim Jongin I fell for and that's all that really matters."

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