she shook her head, jaein could fend for herself. she was only 165 centimeters but since people underestimated her, it was easier to take advantages of people and their weaknesses, well, if she gets to them, that is. but even though she looked petite, she could kill a man if she had to. scary to say, but it was true, it’s been done before but, a an accident. “vic, don’t worry, i’ll be fine. you care about me more than you should, just worry about yourself, yeah?” her arm extends out to pat his shoulder, yawning before stretching out her own limbs. “how did you even find me– or come across me? since it’s so late.. why are you out too? it’s late.. and there’s dangerous people around.” she repeats, eyes narrowing as she takes one quick look at him. “hmm? for me i just wanted to walk, if you wanted my reason.”
the dark was essential to this world. the never ending cycle of the sun whom the humanity does not know when it’d explode into bits, nor knowing how much the energy of rays would eventually comes into it’s doom. victor sure hope that he’d die before that even happened, because that’d be depressing as fuck — as if tonight wasn’t depressed already. the silence of the empty street gives out an impression of everybody holding their breath whilst lurking in the corner, yet the footstep that resonant off the cold concrete floor is so loud against his ear — it’s not even his own, but it belongs to a familiar figure that he could tell who it is no matter how dark it was. “c’mon, give me some MORE credits here. i’m a man, let me take care of you.” victor let out a small chuckle, eyes darting down the empty alleyway and back to jaein’s. “you said that there’s dangerous people lurking around, but shouldn’t you be the one whom i should worry? i mean, i’m familiar with the streets at night, and the knight’s job is to guide princess back to her castle, NO?” he shoves his hand further into his pocket, leaning down to match his head with her height, hands stretching out towards the lady with a kind smile to boost, all and forced. “shall we?”
“ha!got you again!” she laughs out loud, nudging his side with her elbow, though still clutching onto her controller. “and don’t even say i cheated!”
“fuck, let me at least win once.” the male brushed his bangs away from his face, face contort with such ill expression towards the female. no, victor was not that of a gamer, nor has any attention span to finished any games that he had ever played in his life. “you totally CHEATED with how you already know the basis of this game. just wait until i get the hang of it, until then that i’ll GET you.”
➢ Squinting her eyes as she soon snorted and punched his shoulder, rolling her eyes. she could of been just as rude as him, but she didn’t need to. she used her fists whenever it came to him and honestly, that was how their friendship worked. He was the rude one and she was the violent one.‘’ You have been going on about people all day, I get it. Even though you hate probably everyone, I will always have your back, alright? Don’t ever doubt me, because I’ll kick your ass.’’ she side eyed him and laughed softly before taking a bite of her cake. Their friendship was different and that was how she liked it. she didn’t care about how mean, or reckless he was. He was a loyal friend and a huge dork deep down. ➢
victor KNEW too goddamn well at the female’s violent tendencies, named it, he experienced it all — and it’s not that he’s bellyaching or anything— he enjoys it most of the time, if not, ALL the time. because the catch is — not many people dared to provoke the future developer of hex & co, nor getting on mr & mrs song’s bad side now, would they, but seulgi just simply couldn’t give TWO FUCKS, and he liked that. “i can’t helped it if the humanity is going to be so fucked up via everybody’s STUPIDITY combined.” he crossed his arms, sneering at the clumsy waiter who delivered his drink too slow for his own liking, eyes widening slightly at the clumsily placed plate that were on the verge of spilling the coffee one of his favourite t-shirt. “.. see what i mean?”
THE RISK WAS TO ruin the precious and expensive tools of the trade Yoongi always had the interest, in his laziness, to keep perfectly clean and functioning, and for sure the idea of having all those hi-tech instruments soaked and fizzling because of the other’s drink wasn’t well appreciated by himself alongside the smile on the visage of his young ‘collaborator’
« You’re lucky the thing only ended on the carpet. If it ended up on my stuff be sure I probably would have killed you already. » A snort, his figure still fighting with the stain on the carpet –maybe thinking about calling Jin, he was the expert one in chores. « This stuff is expensive, kid. I dunno if you have parents paying every single thing you point at, but that’s not how it works for me. »
and he tilted the bottle back to it’s place, lips pressed against the opening and take a little sip of it, in such a manner that he was sure to drive the older crazy; with the way he sat his ass down onto the floor, eyes staring dumbly at the stained carpet and a lazy smile to combined. victor has always been a little shit that nobody really appreciates but himself, and this case is no different.
“chill, hyung.” he cooed, eyes averting away from the floor only to stare down and inspect his nails in pure boredom. “i didn’t destroy anything expensive now, did i? let the stain be memorable. when you look at it, you’ll miss me.” and he lifted his head up, handing the drink at the other. “but if you’re that desperate, you can go trash those expensive shits yourself.”
«So.. where you disappeared, uh? Aren’t you too young for it?»
“so, would noona please find me the definition of too young?” victor hums out, feet crossing his legs with his t-shirt stuck against his skin. slick hair thrown back, tongue darting out with his arms resting on the armchair. his position screams AUTHORITY, and that was the exact thing he aims for. “is it my age? are you too used of me being the baby? why don’t you took a lil’ swim in my head? noona, let a boy grow up.”
A loud screech escaped her lips as she stared at the male in front of her, horrified. It was as if she walked into a murder scene–– His shirt was drenched in blood, his hair was matted in it, and the red dripping from his hands made it look like he just tore someone apart from the inside out. She stood there in silence, too confused to form a coherent sentence, although her mind was running wild with thoughts. He needed to get cleaned up somehow, and she needed an explanation. There was a sharp edge in her voice once she was finally able to speak up, brows furrowed in disbelief. “What the hell happened?”
death. an inevitable choice for humans of our mankind. some are taken away within their sleep, perhaps disastrous of nature, or maybe their fellow humans. victor was no murderer, but goddamnit, he was so CLOSED, so close of ripping someone’s fucking heart out and devour it with a glass of red wine. a stab to the beating organ, and the crimson liquid oozing out. his rage has always been rough, blood boiling through his veins with his fist shaking uncontrollably. victor was so closed to killing him, so close to letting his sanity slipped off anywhere and beyond this heavy clouds of thoughts, of anger, of anxiety and WHY DOES LOYALTY FUCKING EXIST? letting the boy laying there breathless, blood fresh against his fucking baseball bat was ENOUGH to hold a revenge of the sort. victor is a sinner, and he expects a warm welcome within the depths of hell. “i fucking slipped on some corpse’s body.” he muses out, not minding the ache within the corner of his lips. the aching pain was so worth it now that his oh-so-sweet of arevenge was deliciously successful. “now, please, i need a warm towel, hot shower, maybe a hot coco and perhaps a bed to lie on. ‘m not that BAD of a guy, i swear, so won’t YOU let ME in?”
Despite the rather corny pick up line, a bright smile appeared on Asher’s face. Hearing the other say such words to him made him happy. No matter how bad it was. “Do I? I turn you on? Am I finally going to unlock another achievement, Victor?” Asher spread his arms out and stepped forward, heading over to give the younger one a hug.
a lazy smile made it’s way upon victor’s lips. a shot of string was thrown, and the target tripped despite how THIN it was, and that very string is why egoistic exist. “achievement? don’t be silly, i’m not a game, y’know.” the male rolled his eyes, dodging the other male’s hug. a shot of string was thrown, and the target was pushed away despite how WEAK it was, and that very string was victor’s whole existence. he does not questioned why people sees good in him, and yet he embraces it nevertheless.
« Huh. huh. » As if he’s going to buy the excuse, not with the other’s condescending expression –which was causing the rapper an impending and almost-fatherlike desire to slap the other back to his place. « This is why I always tell you not to come to recording studio with that damn drink. Do me a fuckin’ favor, kid, and sit back in the other room while I clean the mess you’ve done. »
the sudden laugh erupted from victor’s throat are laced with rather an ominous amusement. the male tipped his unlidded already half empty drink (from the unfortunate slip of his hand) forward, but not enough to spill it all over his hyung’s carpet (once again), not when it GUARANTEES his death afterwards now that he’s already in much trouble. “aye, hyung. why do you always lectured me like i’m five, huh? it’s not THAT of my fault for this mess, let’s just say, i’m feeding the ants. give them something to drink, no? don’t be so hostile when a kidtrips over his own shoelace while trying to have fun — in your studio, that is.”
“But those who are in hell spiritually, their bodies are still here,
aren’t they? So I think that it doesn’t work since it’s not hot enough
in this world to be saying that to them- does that even make sense?” Her
lips formed a pout and she lifted her legs slightly, wiggling her feet
in boredom as she thought about it. She never was a fan of talks like
this one, in her opinion it took way too many time to think of responses
that sounded good and actually made sense, both things she wasn’t good
at forming. She eyed the male before looking at the clock and then back
to him, hoping that their ordered food would arrive soon. She was
incredibly hungry after all. “Why should I be slapping you? I have like
literally no reason to do so, and I think you should stop thinking badly
of yourself, you’re not as bad company as you think you are. I like
you, you’re actually fun to hang out with believe it or not.”
“so, you’re determined to go to hell, huh?” the male tilted his head in curiosity, lifting his head up at the girl. he’ll probably had to met up with her sometime after he died. “you could always, i don’t know, fly to africa. it’s hot as fuck there, probably not equivalent to hell but still.” the male shrugged, victor doesn’t really believed in all this shit. god isn’t real, despite so, he blamed everything on god anyways. never really understood why people would beg god for their wishes to come true, even though they SOLELY knew the facts that it won’t ever going to come true. “i don’t know? i’m a borderline jerk slash asshole, and quite proud of it actually. i’m only fun when you’re into dark humour.”
➢While listening to him go on about his day and how everyone annoyed him and how he just wanted to stay away from people from awhile. Seulgi could understand and nodded at each of his questions. He had a bad day and seulgi took it upon to treat him out to some sweet and drinks, well whatever he wanted just to calm him down and keep him relaxed.‘’Yah, I do also but enough talking and eat dummy. I didn’t bring you out here to have you stay angry and pissed off, here. You say you love food more, so eat it. ’’She held out the fork towards his mouth and raised a brow while she waited for him to open up, At times he could be a big baby and she would just laugh at him, but now she just wanted her friend to at least enjoy himself while he was out.➢
an exasperated sigh made its way escaping out from his lips. victor knew that he sometimes could be unreasonable with his hates towards certain types of people, but the sweet ice drink against his hand is so effective at calming him down that victor finds himself sipping on it, mind getting hazy from the delicious taste until he couldn’t even think of why he’s even mad in the first place. “i’m eating! jeez. just be a man and just say shut up to me, i won’t take it personally.” he huffed out, mouth wide open as his teeth snatched a bite away from her fork.
