⚓ Town Center

@☼ Taehyung Baekho nodded his head towards the man in a final greeting, his fingers tightened softly around the pendant in his hand. This was truly the perfect gift for her, if she stayed or came with him. He just hoped she would love the gift. It hadn't been often he had seen her with jewellery, but it would mean the world to him to see her wear this.

@☠ Baekho He giggled a bit. It was indeed a habit of his. "Well yes. I want everyone to be able to wear my jewerly from the rich people to the little less fortunate people. Even if most rich people tend to buy their jewerly from over there." He nodded towards a different salesman who sold marvelous gold and silver necklaces decorated with big and precious gems. They were beautiful indeed but they were a little bit too much. And they were definatelly not something an everyday woman or man could afford or wear. When he was givven the coin pouch he looked at it in amazement. What the man said was even more amazing. "I'm glad you find my work that fine. THank you for your kind words."

Taehyung's wishes for the man to have good fortune was the last thing said between them. But when they parted ways he couldn't help but still feel the curiousity. Where was this man from..He pondered about it for a little while. Grass and water he had said. A piece of him and a piece of home for his love. The grassland and the ocean..Then the man couldn't be from the desert. Taehyung was too curious for his own good and he knew this. He also knew that it would be rude to try and figure things out..But he decided something. If he saw the man again he'd keep an eye on him.

@☼ Taehyung "10? Just 10? And you're sure about this?" Baekho asked in a baffled tone, eyes wide before he shook his head. "Look, kid, this world will demand more of you than 10 gold pieces." He rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a small coin pouch, placing it down on the table. "Keep it. And keep up your work. There should be more jewellery crafters of your ilk about, so don't let this stand die."

So, he was from the desert. Then he was most likely from the Desert Tribe. Few nomads performed any form of trade like this, and jewellery-making was not a skill that was viewed upon as useful. "Y-yes, the desert. I... Uh... Yeah." Why would he ask something like that? With his eyes back on the jewellery, Baekho carefully picked it out of the man's hand. "Love... Is something else, yeah."

@☠ Baekho Taehyung nodded. He had achieved just what he wanted. A customer and now he had sold one of his goods. Score! He cheered for himself inside his head. "10 gold pieces and this will be yours." He said and smiled sweetly. 10 gold pieces was lower than most jeweliers prices. It was because first of all most of his acessories were made out fo glass and not precious gems. And even if it was all hand made he wanted to keep the price a little bit loer than average so anyone could afford to carry one of his creations. So he could make more people happy with his craftmanship.

The fact that the man in front of him seemes almost uncertain of what to answer for his question made Taehyung curious. A sort of childish curiousty. The fact that the man seemed to be hiding something made Taehyung want to know what it was that he hid. "The desert? I see. So am I." He didn't say anything more. The nomad clan rarely buy things and this man was not from the desert tribe. The man had to be lying but Taehyung decided to be carefull and did not ask anything more. He simply handed the customer the necklace. "Love is quite an amazing think huh..I wish you good fortune." He smiled sweetly and bowed his head towards the young male.

@☼ Taehyung "That is very impressive," Baekho commented before nodding his head. "I do think this might be just the thing I will give her. How much do you want for it?" This surely wasn't going to be cheap, but Baekho was willing to pay whatever the man wanted. There was enough gold in his pockets to cover the mans weekly yield, for sure.

"Hm? Me?"
Baekho glanced down at himself, surprised at the question. He knew he was dressed unorthodoxly if he was from the Oceanside, but then again, he wasn't. The exposed chest probably didn't help either. "I... Uhm... I'm from the desert," he mumbled quickly, glancing aside as if it was something embarrassing.

@☠ Baekho Laughter bubbled up throughout Taehyung's body and out between his lips. His shoulder shook when he laughed and he nodded proudly. "Indeed. I made it. I learnt it from my grandfather but really..These would merely stand in the shadow compared to his. It's a profession that's been passed down for awhile from father to son. Except in my grandfathers case he only had daughters so he taught his grandchildren instead!..That being only me then." The young boy chuckled again. His dark eyes scanned over the man in front of him and their eyes met. With a somewhat excited tone Taehyung asked. "Do you like it? Wil this be the thing that you give to your beloved?"

Taehyng was leaning onto the counter with one hand and rse up to stand on his toes. Every single actin he did caused a curious clinging sound from the belt he wore. It was quite obvious that he was indeed form the desert clan but at the same time that he wasn't always form there. His dark hair, tanned skin and the dark red tattoo decorating his ankle along with his belt told the few people who knew where he originally came from. All of a sudden Taehyung was curious about his customer standing in front of him. "May I ask you something? Where are you from? Are you here from the Oceanside Kingdom?" There was something about this male that made him seem like he didn't really come form here..Or from anywhere else for that matter. Sort of like himself.

@☼ Taehyung Baekho smiled pleasantly when the man stopped referring to him as sir, giving a light nod in his direction. "Thank you."
He turned his attention back to the jewellery, trying to spot what would fit his angel the best. "Yeah, it's not an easy decision," Baekho chimed in and nodded his head.

The Captain's eyes widened as he saw the necklace the man was holding out. It was simple but yet so beautiful. He leaned closer, studying the craftsmanship with keen eyes. "Did you make this?" he looked up at the man with surprise written across his face. This craftsmanship was amazing, especially if it was made by someone at this man's age.

@☠ Baekho Taehyung was shocked at first when he was told to stop calling the man sir. It was a habit for him to do so as he had been raised to be polite to strangers. What shocked him tought was the way that the man said it but he calmed down quickly when he apologized and smiled. All was well again and Taehyung returned the smile. "It's fine. If it's not what you want then I will not do it either." He tilted his head and the two rings in one of his ears clinked against eachother.

Taehyung listened closely to what the man had to say about the gift he was searching for. "Yes..It is diffcult when you try to find the perfect gift indeed.You think 'Should I get her this? or should I get her that?' and nothing seems to fit. You want to give her a little piece of home and a little piece of you huh.." He had to think about it for a little while. A little bit of grass and water..At first he couldn't seem to think of anything that would fit..But then he remembered it all of a sudden. "I think I might've something you'll like.." Dissapearing under the counter he looked for something. When he popped back up again he held a necklace in his hand. There was one single glassbead on it. It shiften in green and blue and inside it looked sort of sparkly. Almost as if there were stars inside of it. It was beautiful. SImple but beautiful.

@☼ Taehyung "Well... First off," Baekho commented, pointing a finger absentmindedly towards the man. "Stop calling me sir." He had never liked holding high titles. The only thing he felt comfortable with in that manner was the crew calling him Captain. It took him a moment to realize it had probably been rude to be so straight up front, so he turned to the other man and gave a small apologetic smile. "Sorry, I... I get you want customers to like you and all, but... I much rather just prefer not being called sir."

He turned his attention back to the jewellery as the man kept speaking, slowly nodding his head as he listened. "Hmm... Well, you are right that it is for someone special. I just... don't know what she would like. Or what to buy." The captain hummed as he looked over some of the simple pieces. "I would wish for her to join me, so I would ask for something that reminds her of home... But... She might stay, which would mean it would be better to have something that reminded her of me, or where I was perhaps."
Baekho glanced over at the man. "Something that could give the hint of grass or water? Or maybe both combined~"

@☠ Baekho Taehyung imidiatelly noticed that the man was uncertain of him. That look that he had was something he'd grown up with as he came from a clan of people very looked down on. But he didn't let it bother him. He was going to continue being kind and achieve his goal. No matter what he would do it! The young male complimented his ability to notice things and Taehyung chuckled. "Thank you sir." Taehyung tried to think fo a bit what the man might've been looking for. "Well sir. I think you're looking for something very special for someone just as special." His shoulders shook a she giggled a little bit. It was impossible to stop, he was a bit of an excited child in a man's body after all.

Taehyung quickly jumped in and motioned to his jewerly. "My jewerly isn't something extraordinary but ask me and I would say that is what makes them special and quite..How should I say it..Charming! That's the word. They are hand made and there are no piece of jewerly that looks like the other. Just like people!" He took aother glance at the man. "Was my guess right, sir? Is it possible you are looking for a special gift for the most important person in your life?" If he was right he knew that it was his duty to help the man find just the right one. WHen giving gifts to your lover it can't just be anything. It must be something form the heart with some thought and effort put into it. "Sir, would you mind telling me abit about this person? Tell me something and I'll pick out just the right one for you! He made an excited hand motion towards the young male and smiled happily.

@☼ Taehyung Baekho grumbled as he passed various stands at the market, his eyes scanning for anything that would fit. Why did all these jewel makers only ever make overly designed things? What happened to the simple beauty of a rock or some glass, a single jewel even? Why did everything have to be covered in rhinestones and shine like fifteen lit candles if the moonlight hit them?

He wanted to have something to give her when he returned, anything. Just the smallest trinket to show his love. But this wasn't small. None of this was. He could always have brought something from the stash of stolen goods they had aboard the ship, but Baekho prefer the gift to be something bought. It would feel wrong to hand her something stolen.

Apparently his displeased attitude towards the jewellery had been noticeable. Baekho could hear footsteps approaching, turning to see a charming man standing behind him, a bright smile on his face. "Sir...?" The captain furrowed his brows. That usually wasn't a good sign. If vendors were overly helpful it wasn't uncommon that they 'helped' themselves to some of your possessions as you browsed their wares. Baekho knew better than to straight up trust him, but as the man motioned towards his salesstand Baekho finally got a glimpse of what he was selling.

"Ah, good eye on you there, Kid," Baekho mumbled, glancing back at the other man for a second before nodding his head. "Okay, give me your best shot. What do you think I'm looking for?" He began walking towards the stand, still on guard in case the man would try anything funny.

@☠ Baekho Bussiness wasn't good today. Not many people were out and most of theym were looking for something different than accessories. Taehyung sat there next to the stand with his goods with his chin in the palm of his hand. Letting out a sigh of boredom he looked out over the very small crowd. Most were grocery shopping. some stopped to gaze upon the things he had on display but not more.SImply looking upon them wasn't going to fill Taehyung's pocket or pay for his food. Another sigh. This wasn't gonna do it. Taehyung needed to do something, grab someone's attention and then talk them into buying something, anything!

The boy stood up and the golden belt around his hips jingled cheerfully when he did. With dark eyes he looked over the people passing by. Who could be his next customer. A young teenager? No she probably didn't have much money. He gave her a small smile when she passed by though. That was when he saw him. He looked tough to Taehyung. A tough and cool young man, maybe a little bit older than himself. The male was at a stand that sold various kinds of trinkets but slowly left it. That man was looking for something specific. Taehyng would make sure that the specific thing would be one fo his goods. Gracefully and smoothly he made is way over and the gold coins made the same cheerfull sounds again. "Good afternoon sir. Are you looking for anything specific today?" A big and charming smile appeared on his face and made the whole of him light up. People always said it gave him a friendly and charming aura and he used this for his advantage when acting a salesman. "Could I possibly suggest you take a look at my goods?" He gestured towards his salesstand. "Maybe you'll find what you're looking for there?"

@☾ Hwasa "NO!" Onew cried out, his body lurching forward to scramble through the crowd. His ears burned at the sound of the whip cracking against her back and the cry erupting from the back of . Tears stung his eyes as he pushed people away, clearing a path towards her and only her. He didn't care for the sounds of irritated grunts within the crowd at him shoving them, or their revengeful hands pushing him back.

Onew felt sick. More sick than he ever had on a boat. Bile lurched up, his tight throat the only thing keeping it from spilling over. His limbs were out of control as he pushed towards her, finally clear of audience members - what did they find so thrilling in seeing someone sliced open with a whip? Just as he reached the podium, his eyes locked on her, tears mingling with blood as it dripped down her back and on to the slabs below, a guard stepped out abruptly in front of him, blocking his view.

"Please step back, sir," the man's gruff voice spoke with command. Onew had been too distracted, too focused on Hyejin, to notice him. "She is only getting what she deserves."

"No!" Onew's voice protested but it grew weak in his throat. It was his fault she was here. He had been the on she'd come here for. He had been the one to let her go out onto the beach late at night, just before the patrol. He had been the one to take her to their boulder.

"You will have to step back, Sir, or I will be forced to take action," the guard warned him with strong eyes.

Onew's defense collapsed, his focus weak and he obediently stepped away, his lost eyes glancing helplessly past the man to Hyejin. Each crack of the whip, each cry and sting made him flinch. He couldn't watch - he couldn't stomach it. But he had to. For her. That was all he could give her...

Onew helplessly watched as tears stung his eyes, collecting and blurring his vision, his hands too weak to swipe them away.

{{You can do a time skip if you want? To when Onew has her in his house, tending her wounds??}}

@⚓ Jinki The womans hands wound together, fingers twining and squeezed white around the pole in front of her, tears pricking in her eyes as she heard the guard crack his whip experimentally, causing her to wince in fright before settling once more and her head lifted for a short moment. Her brown, glistening eyes lifted to the grown, lips parted in soft shaky breaths and she caught sight of him.

Amongst the bobbing heads and the shouting crowd she managed to spot him, a head of brown hair and wide eyes managing to catch her own and that, that was what she tried to focus on. Jinki was there, with her, he wasn't locked away in some cottage he was right there and as the whip came lashing down over her back it was as if fire had over her skin and settled into it's crevice, burning away as a pain shout left her lips.

Her arms shook, the pain unbelievable with each lash of the whip against her skin causing her body to tremble and her eyes to droop a little, her body buzzing with adrenaline and locked in fear as she tore her eyes away from his, not wanting him to see as the tears finally spilled over her cheeks.

A ragged cough lifted from her lungs before the whip came down again, and again, able to feel where it had broken her skin and how blood has just soaked into the edges of the torn cheesecloth, her white skin permanently marred by the tongue of the whip.

@☾ Hwasa At first, Onew couldn't make out the figure being pushed out of the double doors into the square. The heads of the crowds were bobbing up in front of him, obscuring his view.

But his worst fears were realised as he saw a flash of short blond hair and his gut plummeted.

No.

His legs were weak beneath him, barely keeping him up. He had to cling onto a neighbour's arm to keep himself up right, the man proceeding to snap his gaze at him and shake his hand off.

It couldn't be. She was supposed to be safe, buried in the protection of the desert sands. But no matter how many times he blinked or convinced himself he was dreaming, she was still there, being pushed down onto the block, the back of her cheesecloth ripped open by the filthy hands of a guard.

He felt sick. More sick than he ever had when riding a boat.

"No!" He cried out as if that would make any difference. His cry was muffled by the bustling sounds of the crowd.

He wanted to push forward and help her, to drag her to her feet and fend off any guard that tried to take her away from him.

But he couldn't move. His feet were led, stick to the road as if grey hands had slithered up from the concrete and had snatched onto his ankles, yanking him down.

As his face grew pale and his hands shook, his eyes pleaded to reach hers as if that could some how give her enough energy to get through this.

@⚓ Jinki "Why are you doing this?" Hyejin groaned, tears already pricking in her eyes but she refused to let a sob break past her lips, firm hands staying shackled around her wrists as she was forced down the last two hallways and out the front door so the bright midday sun hit her face, causing her to wince as her bare feet stumbled along the dirt road.

"Because you're a traitor, and a failure Ahn, you dare to show your face not once but twice after your failure." The man growled, his hands keeping a tight hold onto her skin, no doubt leaving bruises as she was pushed closer and closer to the small wooden stool where she should kneel.

One of the guards made his way in front of the crowd, clutching a roll of parchment which he soon unrolled as the blonde woman was shoved down onto the stool and his voice echoed out across the square. "Ahn Hyejin, Permanent exile from Oceanside Kingdom, you are punished upon returning with 10 lashes of the whip and repeated abandonment." He announced in a booming voice, the woman glaring from her spot one the rickety wooden stool and she gasped as one of the men tore open the back of her cheesecloth shirt. "You have 24 hours to leave the city post-punishment, if you do not comply with this order, you shall be thrown into a cell for the crown to decide your fate."

With that the parchment was rolled closed and Hyejin shouted, trying to shove the man off of her and he just held her down tighter, moving around to her front to shackle her wrists to a small ringed pole infront of her to keep her still, the blonde woman bowed forward and she was unable to see the man behind her, but the distinct dragging of the whip against the ground caused her to almost whimper.

Hyejin tried not to think about it, tried to think of warm hands on her waist and a dorky smile and lips against her forehead and childish memories by the shore.

A game of tips around the rock pools. Jinki carrying her home from a sleepover when she got scared. Her birthdays, his birthdays, the festivals, the nights, the days, anything.

Anything but this.

@☾ Hwasa Onew had tried to return to normality. He'd tried to pretend that he'd never made tea for her or let her hang her coat up beside his front door. He'd tried to forget that he'd ever held her hand or d her hair or kissed her lips.

But each one of those moments was poisoned in his brain. And everything reminded him of her - his water boiling pot, the rickety, old chair, her clothes hanging up on his coat rack. Even when he went up to his lighthouse - somewhere she hadn't gotten to - to escape her, there she was again, every time he caught sight of the beach or their boulder. And the memories would flood back

Onew swallowed hard, snapping his gaze away. She'd said for him to wait and he'd waited. Two whole days and there was no more sign of her, not even a message to assure him she was alright. He'd prayed that she'd escaped safely - and that was all he could ever ask for. Anything more and he'd be selfish.

What /he/ really needed to do was to escape her.

The market was bustling as he weaved through it, the welcoming smell of newly baked bread and ripe fruits soothing him. If he ever needed distracting, this was the place to be; a carnival of foods and calls and people.

Distorted cheers and cries echoed across the wind from the far end of the market that led into the town square. Onew squinted his eyes in that direction, spotting a crowd of people gathering, all intent on watching one thing or the other.

Usually, he'd stay clear of whatever it was. Most people gathered like that either to hear an announcement or see a public punishment and Onew was neither excited or interested in either. But, this time, his gut churned. No. She'd gotten out okay. She'd been fast enough... right?

With unsteady footsteps, Onew crept to the back of the crown and peeked his head over shoulders and hair to get a better look and confirm to himself that he had nothing to worry about.

Yet his nerves weren't so sure.

@⚓ Sunyoung [SH] ( i'm so sorry for the late reply ; ; i haven't updated my tracker, so i wasn't sure where this was ;; i'm sorry )

/narrows my eyes at you ever so slightly when I notice your eyes becoming red and glassy, knowing that look before, since my little sister always attempted crying to me for little things that weren't of importance- this was a lie, however it wasn't something I wanted to call you out on; sighs softly and lets my gaze shift away, feeling angry with the both of us at this point, however too upset and in pain to want to whine about it further/ Fine. If you take longer than half an hour, I'll leave and finish everything on my own. I refuse to take up any time that could be used for someone else.

@☁ Luhan freaking... /frowns more and more until my eyes were swelling up with fake tears, feeling the need to persuade the latter; her eyes slowly moving towards the said wound positions, looking up. please, just please. I need you to say yes. just agree. you aren't a professional and even if you tend to it, I don't think its going to help effectively. that's what doctors do, heal people. /sighs heavily, a hand shaking your non-wounded arm before turning away, continuos sighs leaving my lips.

@⚓ Sunyoung [SH] /blinks at you with slightly furrowed eyebrows, wondering if the look you're giving is to show that this really is something that I can't wait to fix when I get home and get more medication and supplies for myself, only to sigh when you confirm the exact worries that I hoped wouldn't be a reality/
I guess I don't really have much of a choice at this point. I'd much rather you not. Will you let me go if I stick to really not wanting you to tend to it? /eyes you curiously, eyebrow shifting upwards- at this point, I'm hoping just to annoy you enough to want to let me go off on my own, so you can tend to someone else who may come to you with a bigger or even smaller problem than my own- this wasn't my town, and I didn't want to be an intruder, taking up their medical supplies/ Because I still stick with no.

@☁ Luhan /gives myself a good look at your wound after you exposed it to me, my eyes widening bit by bit like an animated character who'd seen a ghost; slowly i felt my heart throbbing, hands shaking and i look up at you with a pained expression plastered on my face.
you seem to have a deep cut... good news, its not infected. bad news, its going to be infected in a few hours time. /mentally calculates the time of infection in my mind before nodding a few times as approvement, my hand landing on non-painful parts. now are you going to let me treat you or what? /tilts my head to the side while giving you a look that wants you to agree to me.

@⚓ Sunyoung [SH] /narrows my eyes at you a bit when you start pointing out obvious situations that could lead to having to amputate my arm- there is a chance that I don't have all of the medication that I need at home, so this would probably be the best thing I can do for myself; closes my eyes with a sigh, deciding to at least allow you to tell me if it's overly serious, since I've had injuries that I hadn't tended to that seemed bad, yet never turned into anything more than a scar; pulls off my jacket, holding it in one arm while I wiggle my arm out of my sleep, grunting every now and again in the process before pulling my shirt up, thankful for the undershirt to keep my torso covered; purses my lips and stares at the wound myself, noting how red the skin around the shoulder to elbow cut is, unhappy with how the scratch is deep, and nearly an inch wide/ I actually have ehm.. One on my leg and chest as well.. I think the one on my chest is bigger, but more shallow and less painful.

@☁ Luhan /i refused to let you go and i start mimicking your actions; my face getting more and more stiffer after moments from staring at your shoulder.
i don't think you will go back and do so. and plus, what if its too late? what if you happen to be in lack of supplies? what would you do then? let it be infected?
/i furrow my eyebrows, letting out a displeasured sigh; my eyes landed on the shoulder again before darting up to meet your gaze. or at least you show me your injury, so i could see whether its serious or not.

@⚓ Sunyoung [SH] /lets out a loud sigh of displeasure when you grab my arm and turn me towards you, looking at you with clearly displeased eyes- but it's also obvious that I'm not in the mood to fight, at least, too much/ I know, but once I get back home to the Grassland, I can tend to it myself. /awkwardly stares at your frowning face before grimacing and looking away with a frown of my own, wanting to cross my arms like an unhappy child being refused his sweets- but I'd rather not put myself through further pain/ If you don't hold me up for much longer, I'll be able to clean my wounds soon enough...

@☁ Luhan /blinking at the male who tried to walk away, i turn and follow him quietly until he whimpers in pain again; i swiftly took him by the uninjured arm before turning him towards me.
i am a doctor, and you are hurt so please, let me treat your injury. if you go on like this, do you know what might happen? /eyes glistening with fear, frowning. it may cause death, so i beg you, stop concealing the pain. /says in a soft tone while my face show that i am very concerned; my frown still stuck on my face like glue.

@⚓ Sunyoung [SH] /hisses sharply beneath my breath when someone runs into me, my arm quickly beginning to throb painfully as I reach to grab the flesh hidden under my jacket, hoping to keep it from feeling worse, which I believe is more possible than my ability to pay notice towards your ability to spot my obvious pain/ I'm not. I'm fine. Please, pay no mind to me. /my voice was hoarse from not only pain, but from lack of having used it in a few weeks, letting my hand quickly fall from where the wound was as I attempt to hurry past you, hoping that you let things be and allowed for me to go about my day without further mishaps/

@☁ Luhan /i walked against the cobblestone path towards the town center, taking a look around the place./ it hasn't changed a bit has it - /i mumbled to myself as i don't really come out in these type of days, but because i ran out of medical supplies; passes by a butcher's shop, i stood outside scanning the insides of the shop until a man walked out; i looked at him and tilted my head slightly as i think there's something wrong bout him; quickly wearing my hoodie on, i walked passed the man but accidentally bumped on his shoulder, a loud groan emerged from the man's mouth; turns around quickly to face the back of the man./ e-excuse me... a-a-are you hurt or something?

@⚓ Sunyoung [SH] /a soft sigh slips from my lips after I walk out of a butcher's shop, stepping away from the door in case someone needs to walk in while I gather my bearings despite the intense, sharp pains sliding down my arms thanks to the gashes my hunt had given to me before I was able to bring it down- and I must admit, that if it weren't for the fact I despised asking things of people, I would have asked for help by now, if not sooner/
/grunts softly beneath my breath as I start down the way, ignoring the feelings of displeasure, discomfort, and pain- however, I know all would be fine when I got home and tended to my wounds; did I even have enough of the resources I needed?; groans quietly to myself as I can't remember, wondering if my wounds will become infected due to my recklessness and stupidity, though my stubbornness still standing tall, and I have grown to be fine with this, despite it being unhealthy and a danger/

@⚓ Sunyoung {{totally okay, honey <3 I know the exact feeling~}}

It wasn't much for Onew to look over her blushing cheeks. In fact, it would be surprising if he noticed them at all. He wasn't exactly renowned for being at all observant. Sherlock Holmes wouldn't hire him as an assistant, that was for sure.

Onew widened his eyes when she told him where she worked. So that's where he'd seen her? At the doctors. His face relaxed into a smile, finally able to place the face. "I'll have to get myself injured more often then," he said easily. Then his expression froze. It crumbled in shock. "I didn't mean that! I- er..." He stumbled over his words, hiding his face in his hand. He was slipping up like that a lot recently.

Instead, he changed the subject, saying, "I tend to do my own medical care. If it's not serious." He did live alone in the lighthouse after all. If he needed emergency treatment, he had a first aid kit on hand. It was often too expensive to see the doctor for things he could handle himself, even if unprofessionally.

"Yes," he smiled brightly, glad she had noticed where he worked. "Do you come there often?" He asked, thinking if he'd seen her visiting the lighthouse. It had almost become a tourist attraction after all.

@⚓ Jinki ( i am just as sorry. i did not come on a few days back since i was busy. )

sunyoung looked up to the male with a faint but genuine smile. "well, this definitely did suit me," she said in that soft tone of her's, girlish but not too either.

her eyebrows raised after what the latter has said, and she felt her cheeks go red. 'stop your dirty thoughts,' sunyoung told herself, patting her chest after she was relieved that he did not mean to mean it that way. "i work as a doctor, actually," she twisted the strand of hair sitting beside her ears, tucking it behind her pinnas. "and you are from the lighthouse,right?" she said, afterwards looking straight in the male's eyes.