ᶿ zen garden

@GD Chen facepalmed, letting go of the host's shirt and leaned against the railing of the bridge. "Okay, I can't keep up with that act. I'm not a host, after all." He chuckled as his face heated up.
" I'm sure you won't need a leash, as I know you like being free." He mused.

@Chen Chen was amusing, Jiyong noted. "Yeah? And what is it?" He didn't like being dominated but he would let himself be as submissive as he could be for this special customer. After all, he was about to abandon the ship and give his crown to someone else.

@GD "Hey, don't laugh." A cute pout formed on the patron's lips, insecurities suddenly filling him for a moment because what if he has gone too far and GD found it hilarious instead of y...
"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows and pulled the host closer by his shirt. "I've found a better thing than a leash." He winked.

@Chen Jiyong laughed. Was this really the same man who had fiddled on tea cups and spilled herbal drink on his pants? He shook his head but the smile never left his lips. "Well then, we should find me a leash or I might go somewhere else."

@GD "Owww, if you are a lost puppy, you should go and find your owner." Chen responded cheekily, leaning closer to the man's ear. "Because if I find you, I might won't give you back." He traced the host's neck with his index finger, stopping at the collarbone. "What a pity, I can't see your leash." He laughed, leaning back and watched as the wind played with the colorful leaves.

@Chen Before, Chen was very shy and almost always blushing but here he was now, teasing him back, oozing with confidence. Jiyong showed that lopsided grin of his and scoffed. "I'm giving you a once in a lifetime opportunity here. I'm letting you tug my leash," Jiyong leaned forward and whispered the last word with so much promise, "Master."

@GD Seeing the playful sparkle in GD's eyes, Chen felt the familiar warmth bubbling in his chest. Oh how he loved the Host Club...
"Lazy king, sure." He snickered. "What lesson do you want to learn? I'm sure you know more about things than me." He ran his fingers through his hair in a playful manner.

@Chen This was going to be a sad conversation that Jiyong had to lead them away from it. He was still the Host King (until the voting ends), and by that, top priority was to make the patrons happy. So he reverted to being playful, mischief tainting his eyes. He tilted his head and spoke: "I'm doing well. I haven't done much lately. I'm a very lazy king. Someone ought to teach me a lesson. Maybe sir Chen could?" He flourished with a wink.

@GD (( ._.v ))

"Of course I'm still here." He slightly leaned back in the well-known arms, reflecting the smile. "Who would be if I wouldn't? You know how much this place means to me." His gaze traveled around the garden only to focus back on the gorgeous king. "So how have you been? Being the king must be stressful..."

@Chen [omg Chen you're making me saaad! D;]

"Yeah, I guess that's me." He smiled that signature smirk of his. Maybe time hadn't really changed him much except maybe he's a little tamer than before. Or maybe he wasn't? "You're still here. That makes me happy."

@GD Chen didn't expect someone else, he thought the garden was empty so of course he jumped a little bit when two arms appeared around him, seemingly out of nowhere.
After he got over his little panic, his eyes widened.
"King? G-Dragon is that you?" A small smile bloomed on his lips as he remembered the good old days when he first came here as a patron and managed to pour tea on the king's clothes...

@Chen Jiyong hadn't been around doing host duties like he usually did months ago. The Host Club had gone through a lot the past 10 months and he, too. And it changed him. His eyes focused on the grass crunching under his feet as he walked aimlessly in the garden. When he finally looked up, he noticed one of their first patrons - Chen. This brought a smile to his face. He approached the patron from behind and placed his hands on the rail of the bridge, caging the man in between his arms.

"Well, hello."

@GD The garden greeted him with its peaceful atmosphere as always and Chen took a deep breath, the scent of the leaves and light rain filled his lungs.
He rubbed his arms because despite how much he liked autumn, it started to get a little bit chilly.
His steps made almost no noise as he walked on the small bridge, watching his reflection surrounded with leaves on the surface of the water.

@Lee Dasom It wasn't his fault why his hands and sleeves were stained by blood... it was Dasom's.

Zelo pressed the knife deeper and slowly twisted it.

Blood. More. Blood.

He put his hand on her cheek and patted it softly. "If only noona hadn't touched my stuff and agreed to play with me in the first place, this wouldn't have happened." He murmured loud enough for her to hear as he run his fingers through her hair and smiled. "See? I didn't ruin your pretty face noona. I'm so nice huh?" he soon added and snickered.

He stopped snickering and pulled out the blade slowly. Zelo looked into his bloody hand and grinned. "So that's how it feels like..." he whispered under his breathe as he let his hold on Dasom go and let her fell on the grass. He slowly looked down and his grin grew wider. Green and red. Reminds me of Christmas, he thought as he turned his back at his playmate and skipped away.

"What cake should I have for today..."

* rolls dice * gets a 5

* rolls dice * gets a 4

* rolls dice * gets a 1

* rolls dice * gets a 1

Zelo but back a curse once Dasom took HIS knife. It's his. And no one's supposed to hold it except him, his playmate is also not a exemption. He had to think fast and get that blade back.

Letting his instincts take control, he crouch down and picked up a pebble and threw it at the Dasom as a distraction before rushing to her. Upon nearing the girl, Zelo took a tight hold of her wrist and twist it with enough force for her to loosen the grip around the blade and let it fall on the grass. Without wasting any more time, Zelo used his free hand to hold on her neck and tighten its grip by the second.

"You shouldn't touch what's mine, noona. It'll make me sad." he told her before reaching down to pick up the knife, taking her with him. "What's mine is mine. I'll have to hate you if you do it again..." he trailed off as he took the knife and stabbed the girl on her stomach.

"Deeper. Deeper." he muttered repeatedly as he push the blade deeper into the female's stomach.
His mind then started racing, images he never remembered having suddenly invited themselves in and happily obliged. He smiled to himself and whispered to her ear "Tag. You're it."

* rolls dice * gets a 3

* rolls dice * gets a 5

@Zelo "Slipped?" She smirked. "I don't think so."

Dasom picked the knife as fast as she could before Zelo could ever get it back first. She knows that the guy's a bit violent, but what confused her the most is that why was this kid trying to hurt her? She didn't remember doing something unpleasant to him - aside from rejecting to play with him.

"This is all your fault."

His deep voice drew shivers to her spine as she looked for a way to keep the knife away from him. She couldn't afford to let him snatch the knife. She couldn't just let him hurt her and the worst - take away her life.

"It doesn't mean that I don't want to play with you means that you can just throw the knife at me just like that." She stared at him intensely, wishing that he won't see the fright hiding behind those eyes.

@Lee Dasom Seeing the blade only landed in front of Dasom (probably inches away from her in his perspective), he sighed both in relief and dismay. Oh how amusing it would have been to see that scarlet liquid flowing down and let it drop on the new mowed grass, he thought with that sparkle in his eyes again. Looking up his gaze on the blade to the girl's eyes, Zelo knew he would be losing his playmate sooner...unless he would move faster. He hesitantly walked closer to her without taking his eyes of her. He wouldn't want to lose his playmate. Not right now and not like this.

Zelo beamed at Dasom before cooing "Noona's so lucky." He placed his hand in his pocket and added "I'm sorry. It slipped out of my hand." He then gave a quick glance on the knife. It was still far from his reach. His mind started formulating ways to get closer to it. He needed that blade. Badly.

"This is your fault noona. If only you agreed to walk with me back to the kitchen, the knife wouldn't have slipped out of my grasp." he stated as he continued to walk closer... and closer... and closer.

"This is all your fault."

@Zelo "Maybe I was just being too negative. What if he doesn't really mean any harm?" She mumbled to herself.

She feels slightly guilty for having such brutal thoughts earlier on as she took more and more steps away from him. It was not really nice to leave a young man alone in the said garden just for a reason that she wasn't really sure of.

Despite her harsh and cold exterior, she still knows how to care for others - even though it's not really evident.

She turned to look at him. "Hey, maybe we should--"
Her words were cut and her guilt instantly dissolved when she saw the knife land in front of her.

She then realized that she was right. "Sh*t. I knew it."

* rolls dice * gets a 5

* rolls dice * gets a 2

@Lee Dasom "...You probaby should play by yourself." her words kept on ringing in his ears.

What? Play? By myself?

Zelo scoffed at this as he turned around and watched Dasom walk away. He observed how her every step connected with the ground and, he counted her steps.

One. Two. Three.

Then, he realized her pace quickened. His eyes widened soon as he noticed that his playmate was leaving, that she would be out of his reach and he was going to lose her. The weapon in his hand suddenly felt heavy. Why would she leave? Has he done something wrong? Thoughts clouded his mind and bam!

He impulsively threw the knife at her direction, hoping that it would be enough to get her attention. And even though he would deny it, Zelo hoped that it would hit his playmate and see blood.

Blood. How would it feel like on his hands?

@Zelo "You know what? I changed my mind. You should probably play by yourself. " she carefully took 3 steps backward before walking towards the opposite direction.

"That kid's insane." she said to herself as she walked faster than the usual. She was scared, not because she doesn't know how to fight, but because she doesn't have anything to use against him other than her fists. And knowing that he has a knife, she knew to herself that she has a less probability of winning - if ever the kid started a fight.

@Lee Dasom Tilting his head to the side with a frown on lips, Zelo whined "But I might get lonely on my way back!" He stopped twirling the knife and held it up and pointed it at Dasom "And besides, I can't leave a patron, like you, out here alone." He added and grinned before tracing Dasom's face with the tip of the blade from afar. "Wouldn't it be a bummer if something would ruin that pretty face, huh noona?" he asked cutting his distance from her. "Like if I would accidentally create a trail down to your neck with this knife..." he trailed off as he slowly touch her cheek with the plane of the blade and his eyes travel down to her neck with it trailing behind.

Don't.

His mind to told him; repeatedly. But then, its words continued.

Don't. Not yet.

Zelo tried to gulp down his urge to just stick that knife at the patron's neck and, fortunately, he succeed.

"Not yet. Not just yet." He mumbled to himself before putting short distance between them and forced himself to grin. "But those are just ifs noona! It might just be the Halloween getting to my brain." He stated and laughed.

"So, shall we return this knife so we could play?"

@Zelo "honestly, no. i don't trust you." she said as her expression switched from a kind a sweet one to a cold one. she slowly took a step away from him as soon as she saw him walking towards her, twirling the knife on his fingers. she knew something wasn't right. she knew he was up to something. something BAD.

"maybe you should return THAT alone. I'll stay here."