' naru park.

@⋆ christopher ᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒᵇʳᵃ [ HAHAH XD all g~ ]

Seonghwa wondered at times if he would ever live to see the day the notorious King Cobra's mask cracked. There were rumours of course, but there were rumours about everyone. He wanted to know what was beneath the other man's carefully curated mask of indifference. Surely, there was plenty that he was hiding from the world.

Seonghwa scoffed, "I'll take that as a compliment," he said, grinning wide as he saw a reaction from the other. And then there it was, the unamused look on the other's face. Seonghwa so did love making the other annoyed. If the other had let him answer, then Seonghwa would have merely confirmed it. Half of his meetings these days were with disrespectful subordinates, many of whom received a direct lesson from him.

He wasn't stupid enough to get Cobra legitimately mad. He still had some self-preservation left. He pretended to think about it though for a few seconds before shaking his head. "I don't think so. It may be hard to believe but I don't want to ruin your face completely." He shrugged and let out a sigh. "Let's hope our next encounter is less unpleasant," he grinned, giving a mock salute before running off, knowing that there was a car waiting for him a couple of streets down.

[ you can probs reply in inksignia? end this day and start the new one :3 ]

@▵ seonghwa ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗˢʰᵃᵈᵉ ( :skull: i am so sorry odjosjdojd )

Christopher couldn't help but visibly grimace when Seonghwa cracked his neck. For some reason, the sound always haunted him. His therapist seems to think it relates to the crash, maybe it was a certain... noise that he caught just before his brain blocked out for some reason. It was a flip side of PTSD that was more difficult to work through, especially when a therapist is drilling you on the subject that triggers you the most and the easiest. Still, though, the man remains in place and waits until Seonghwa accepted his help.

"Then you need to take acting classes," he quipped with no real bite to his voice, hauling the other up one swift, effortless pull. "My men at least look the part." If any of his men had been around, surely one of this would pipe up with an offended, 'Hey now.' The sudden close proximity does throw him off for a few seconds, making him stumble backwards a little, wide-eyed. Christopher blinks a few times before recollecting himself, giving Seonghwa a cocked, unamused brow as well-defined arms fold across his chest. "I think you have a very different way of 'running into' someone. Is this your way or properly greeting someone? Throwing fists, or something?" He held up a hand to stop the other from answering and huffs in defeat, eyes closing for a few brief seconds. "Ah, don't answer those. I've entertained you long enough, I think. Are we done here or do you still feel the need to throw a punch at my face?"

@⋆ christopher ᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒᵇʳᵃ [ im guessing you meant nightshade, not viper HAHA ]

Seonghwa let out an airy laugh. The adrenaline coursing through his veins after a fight always lit a little spark in him. And fighting Cobra ALWAYS lit a fire deep inside his usually very cold self. Most of the time, he was fighting and winning against lower ranking men, but when he was fighting King Cobra? Seonghwa never quite won, but never quite lost. He was still alive.

Seonghwa cracked his neck in a couple of places, catching the last of his breath as they stared at one another for what felt like several minutes. It wasn't like anyone would mess with them if they happened upon them. It wasn't like they were fighting in broad daylight - though, Seonghwa did do that ocassionally.

He let out a bark of a laugh at the other's non-answer. He watched the other get up and let out an almost dreamy sigh. He could watch that man's body move forever. He took the hand offered to him and lifted himself up quickly, getting right in the other's face. "What if I like playing dumb? he whispered, pouting obnoxiously before letting go and taking a couple of steps back. "We have got to stop running into each other, y'know?" he chuckled. He knew that they wouldn't be stopping any time soon of course.

@▵ seonghwa ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗˢʰᵃᵈᵉ There was blood on his tongue, at the corner of his mouth and at the hills of his elbows. Yet another day passed where these two came together just to throw punches at each other. Seonghwa had first made his appearance at his tattoo shop and seemingly took a liking to bugging the absolute hell out of him since. He returned multiple times just to try to get a reaction out of the otherwise calm and friendly male. Things quickly came to a head and the next thing Christopher knew, he was standing in front of someone who called themselves Viper as he stood before them known as King Cobra. Their true identities had been revealed and, instead of going around and blurting it to everyone, Seonghwa had another idea... and that was repeatedly returning just so they could beat the snot out of each other. He was a very skilled fighter, no doubt about that, yet Christopher had made it a habit of constantly winning their little brawls more often than not. It felt as if they were equals, in a way; they never actively sought to kill the other because.. well, what fun would that be? It'd ruin the party, and no one likes a party pooper.

Christopher stares at him from his spot against a tree, just sort of propping up against it so he could regain a normal breathing pattern. They were currently out in some darkened area of the park so that no one would see them. The spot was considerably hidden from view so unless someone walked right up to them, no one would know. "Don't play dumb," he huffs, voice void of any bite. He sounded exhausted yet considerably satisfied despite the faux exasperation on his face, there was clear amusement dancing in his mismatched eyes. Christopher heaves himself up off the ground with a small groan and ran a hand through his hair, taking a few steps forward until the street light illuminated his lean figure. He walks over to Seonghwa and sticks a hand out to help him up. He can already feel the bruises forming.

@⋆ christopher ᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒᵇʳᵃ Seonghwa grinned as he spat out the little bit of blood he could taste in his mouth. He looked over at the other man across from him with a mischievous glint in his eyes. There was something so FUN about fighting against someone who could match hit for hit. This wasn't the first time Seonghwa had come face to face with the one known as the King Cobra of Venom. At this point, they might as well call their fights rendezvous.

"Care to tell me which rat told you about my whereabouts tonight?" he asked. He already knew, but where was the fun in that. Playing pretend was fun sometimes. Because sometimes, it meant that Seonghwa would have the delight in fighting against Cobra.

There wasn't much light around them. Only a couple of street lights illuminated the back area of the park which was where the two groups were at a standstill after a good fight.