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@minsuk k. 〈 aiden "Obviously not." he said, finally letting his arm drop and waving his hand a bit in the empty space. Jaijin didn't have any luggage on him considering he never really carried anything in the first place. Most of the time it was easy enough to take from others without them noticing. "I just wanted to talk to you." Taking one more look around the room, as if he was doing something wrong, Jinx lifted himself up to whisper. "What'd you do to get a smile so fake?"

@minsuk k. 〈 aiden Jinx has been sitting in the lounge for a little over an hour now, scouting the place for possible targets and turning up empty handed. No one was interesting enough to catch his eye. At least, no one that was a guest. His gaze always seemed to wander back to the bellhop walking to and fro over the carpeted expanse of the room, big gold bars in his hands as he pushed around the luggage of patrons. Jinx couldn't help but try and get his attention. "Hey!" he called, leaning far over the arm of the couch and waving over the man.

@seokjin k. 〈 jin [] I NEEDED TEN MINUTES TO GET THAT JOKE/slapped/

@sehun o. 〈 shixun [] You sure do E U E
okayNOLETMESTOP

[] *kook

[] side eyes look

@seokjin k. 〈 jin [] NO NO NO WE GO AT YOUR PACE AND YOUR LENGTH NOT MIIIINE YOU KNOW I GET TERRIBLY LONG SOMETIMES

[ munches popcorn ]

@sehun o. 〈 shixun BUT THEN I FEEL BAD
SCREAMS

@seokjin k. 〈 jin [] YOU DON'T HAVE TO MIRROR BEB

@sehun o. 〈 shixun lORD HAVE MERCY

@seokjin k. 〈 jin [] I'M SORRY I DIDN'T NOTICE IT WAS THIS LONG ;;;;

@sehun o. 〈 shixun [] WHY DO YOUR REPLIES GET LONGER EVERY TIME
OMF LMAO

@seokjin k. 〈 jin Growing up to be the man who he was had made him numb, he sometimes thought. Numb to the sensations that life brought with it and maybe even to something that should be unsettling for him, maybe make him nervous and fidget under the scrutiny of eyes that were almost searching, afraid maybe. To be caught staring? A couple of years ago, Sehun might have been flattered maybe (there still was a hint of that sparking inside of him) but if he was being honest, all he could manage was a weak but smug grin that was curling the corners of his coral colored lips upwards like a cat might smirk the moment it got the cream. To the others credit, he was trying to stop staring and if Sehun was being honest, he didn't feel like he was worth being stared at to begin with. He was average, had always been and perhaps this thought was the reason he did feel the slightest twinkle of the flattering he should have felt. He had just admitted out loud that he other was beautiful, so why be embarrassed about this?
The others reaction to his answer had him scrunching up his nose, dark eyebrows screwing together above his eyes to form what could have been an angry v, mouth pulling down into an angry frown.
"This.", he emphasized, trying to calm the upset man down a little, keeping his voice low but soothing. "Doesn't need fixing at all. Don't you-"

'how many people already want to kill me because of a face like this'

The black haired surgeon hadn't expected to hear something like this, no matter how many times he had dealt with cases like this one. Someone running away from a past or securities that were eating them up from the inside out. He frowned a little harder, the lines on his face deepening as he studied Jins complexion, gnawing on his bottom lip. If only the other wasn't that handsome, if only nature hadn't gifted him with a face already nearly perfect, Sehun might have considered doing it. Might. Maybe.
He tried to tell himself this was none of his business, he really did. But most things around him were none of his business, not even his own life. Reeling back at the others hissed reply, his own mouth already opened to give back something that he would like to consider smart and smooth, he bit back his own words, back hitting the cushions of the chair he was lounging in.
"Someone better?", he snorted, rolling his eyes at the others rather dramatic exit, one of his hands running through his hair to push the silken strands away from his face, long nimble digits scraping over his scalp.
There was no one better than him. Not here. Not anywhere. Sehun might not have been the best plastic surgeon out there, but he certainly was the best at letting people disappear. Oh, that one was for sure and he would rather gnaw his own arm off than let someone ruin his reputation by claiming they were better than him. No one was better than Oh Sehun when it came to giving people a second chance. But was he really Oh Sehun? Was he not someone else now, someone new and free of old expectations and names and faces?

"Oh, it.", he sighed after tapping his toes against the floor rather impatiently, rubbing a hand down his face before he got up from his seat in a fluid motion, palms flattening the lapels of his suit jacket as he strode across the room, hot on Jins heels.

"You won't find someone who's better than me and keeps it a secret.", he called out after the smaller male as he stepped out into the open, taking a deep breath, long legs easily carrying him towards the other who was only a couple of feet away from him. "Everybody is venal. Someone else, *better*", he stressed, giving Jin a lazy smirk that had him easily slipping back into the persona he had thought he had left behind with his old name, head falling to the side and shoulders squaring. "Will be easily bribed and will all too readily hand you over on a silver platter. Would you really sacrifice a face God created to near perfection, only to end up dead anyways? Is it what you want? I can save you the trouble. It's vain effort, really."
His eyes ran down the others body on instinct, measuring him, maybe even a little bit of something else as he pushed his hands into his pockets, seemingly relaxed while the muscles in his jaw were still pulled taught with tension. "Because excuse me for saying this, but you don't seem like the type to have enough money to buy someones silence. It's the reason you turned to me for help, no? Correct me if I am wrong, but I bet you my Rolex I am not."

@sehun o. 〈 shixun I AM EXPOSING THE STALKER

@seokjin k. 〈 jin @jeongguk j. 〈 jeon [] WHAT ARE YOU DOING LMAO

@jeongguk j. 〈 jeon [] stAHP

@seokjin k. 〈 jin [t we RK S HERE ]

@jeongguk j. 〈 jeon [] wE C U

[ fu CKING FINALLY FO UND TH EM ]

@sehun o. 〈 shixun Jin took in the sight of the of the elder man. His raven locks framed his face as if his face were God's most prized painting. His cheeks held the life of his face with two simply curves that receded into a jawline that could slice you in half with a simple glance. Taking the blazon an inch further, Jin observed the elegance of Shixun's suit: the way his collar was evenly folded and supplied a drastic contrast to the ebony suit framing the very essence of Shixun. The effort put into Shixun's outfit seemed extensive and extremely unnecessary, yet definitely spoke volumes about the type of person Shixun was without him having to actually utter a single audible syllable.
Shixun's mere presence had Jin on the edge of his seat. His entire aura was intimidating, yet inviting at the same time. It was a paradoxical sensation that captured the souls of those lucky enough to catch a glimpse of the celestial man. Jin's eyes fluttered around the room, trying to avoid staring at the man. It wasn't his intention to seem distant or distracted from the conversation, but Jin would rather seem distracted than an extreme creeper who couldn't stop staring. However, Shixun's response to his request was unexpected to put it lightly. "W-wait. I don't think you understand just how important it is that you fix-...this." He retorted, gesturing with both hands towards his own ivory countenance. Heat flooded into Jin's cheeks. Whether it was from the compliments or anger would be up to interpretation.
"Are YOU aware of how many people already want to kill me because of a face like this? I just-...." He glanced at the floor, defeated. Jin really had not thought about any other options should Shixun turn down his request and honestly did not expect a direct no. Jin raised his head to connect his chocolate orbs with those ebony ones before lifting himself from the armchair and making his way to the door frame. "If you won't do it, I suppose I'll just have to find someone else who will, now won't I?" He hissed before walking out of the room and making his way towards the door to outside. Connecting his hands with the doorknob, Jin glided his lissome digits along the cold, metallic object, pulling the door open and taking in the sunlight for a moment, glancing back towards the other room, sizing up the silhouette of Shixun.

@seokjin k. 〈 jin [] IT'S FINE BBY I GOT YOU

The day had started off lazy, a little bit of sunlight dotting the sky and yet it held a certain tenseness to it - a feeling Sehun had long forgotten even existed. It didn't happen often for people to contact him because of his job. Or rather, his old one, seeing as he tried to steer clear of the route he had taken down in a fit of youthful foolishness and hunger for more. It was a riddle, how the man who had contacted him had found out about his formerly offered services, or what he wanted. And Sehun would be lying, if he said he didn't feel something close to fear crawl up his spine and settle in his bones. There was a knife in his pocket- and he would use it, if he had to. Only if he had to. He had vowed to himself to never shed blood again if he could avoid it. It was a hard lesson learned, a heartbreak to nurse in silence and abjection.
But the man who greeted him was merely that, most likely in his twenties and probably younger than Sehun himself, who had to bite back the hints of a smirk tugging at the corners of his pale lips. He nodded in acknowledgement at the others introduction, opening the button of his suit jacket to slide down into the armchair opposite of Jins own, leaning back against the soft cushion as he crossed one leg over the other.
"It's nice to meet you. You already know who I am, so I'll skip that.", he drawled, allowing himself a tiny, more genuine smile, fingers drumming against the armrests in an off-beat rhythm. "Facial work, hm?"
For a long moment he stayed mum, eyes flickering across the others face in confusion. Was this man really asking him for a surgery job and if so, why? He was gorgeous, to say the least. Long lashes fanning out over softly curving cheeks, just the right amount of cheekbones beneath the flesh. His nose was straight and slim, the tip round and fitting for the shape of his face. Sehuns eyes lingered on the others lips for a little longer, bemused at his own thoughts and the request he had just gotten, shaking his head after the beat of silence that had stretched between them.
"I'll be honest.", he said, leaning forward with his forearms resting on his knees, fingers lacing together in the empty space between his legs and his eyes finding the round hazelnut orbs of the other man across from him. "I am assuming you want a plastic surgery job, right? If so, I am sad to tell you I don't do that anymore. And even if I would, there would be absolutely no way, in hell if I you excuse me for saying that. No way, I would lay a single finger on your face." Cocking his head to the side, hair falling into his forehead, he let his eyes travel down the others complexion once more, lips drawn into a thin line. "I won't destroy a face as beautiful as yours no matter what. Not for any money in the world and no reason could be this urgent. Do you have any idea how many people would kill for a face like yours?"

{} B LUSHES A D GETS SECOND DEGREE BURNS THANK YOU

[] IT WAS REALLY GOOD THOUGH
AND PRETTY HOT NGL

{} OHBMY GOD GUYS IM EMBARRASSED

[] lMAO WTF I CLICKED HERE THINKING THAT SEHUN REPLIED AND I WAS SO HORRIBLY MISTAKEN
BUT I'M NOT MAD ABOUT IT

[ t HIS HONESTLY MADE ME WANT TO C RY OHALJGLAJG ]

[ THE BA BY HAD A STIFFY O HMYG OD ]

[ i 'MS C REAMING ]

[ OHM GOD JEIMIN'S SO CUTE ]