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[savboa]

[Operator's message yet again ]

Anon is gonna be going to state qualifiers. Anon is stressing out Anon knows people are gonna be racist fucks and drop her because of her last name. Anon is scared. Anon is hiding in a hole. Don't be like anon. In the meantime, anon will be trying to case for new topic. But anon will still reply to people as much as she can. So pls come to the inbox and let us plot. Anon loves you all. Please take care of yourselves and be well. -love, anon. /blows kiss to you all

[savboa]

BoA sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. "Of course not." She mutters, shaking her head. "Of course you can't go to the police about- Aash, it's been a long day. I'm not even gonna try to process anything." She shakes her head and looks off to the side, looking at the trash can lid. "Oh god, I touched that. Why would-" She groans staring back over at the girl. "I think her plastic surgery is gonna cost more than what she took from you." She sighs, running her hands through her hair. "Whatever. I guess I apologize for disrupting... your business."

Not Dead Broken // Di & Boa

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“I’ll always heal you.” She frowns when he pokes his injured arm, leaning over and taking a pillow. BoA grabs the pillow and gently puts his arm on top of the pillow. “Don’t think I cannot sense when you’re in pain. Put your arm like this. Don’t move it too much.”

BoA leans back and smiles, leaning against the sofa while her eyebrows raise in amusement. “Of course you should listen to me. Instead of energy drinks, drink lemon water, freshen up, then drink one cup of coffee. It’ll help you stay up longer.” She gently pats his cheek, grinning at him with her well known dimpled smile.

“Do you need help getting a job kid? I think I might be able to help you if you need it.” She pouts. The always busy Chief Security was indeed always buried nose deep into her work almost all the time. But, no matter how busy she was, BoA was willing to help Jaebum.

She scrunches her nose, looking around the living room. “I painted the room and readjusted the furniture. I wanted to put pictures on the wall, but I haven’t come around to that. I got busy again with work. Tch.”

BoA’s job had her running left and right all the time. Chief Security was a serious job and had her running left and right. It was a miracle she even had time for herself tonight. It was a job with her life definitely at risk, and sometimes she’s so surprised at how lucky she was to have escaped the clutches of death on so many occasions. Of course, Jaebum had no idea that this was her profession. It wasn’t safe for him to know, so she always avoided talking about the specifics at all cost. She was an open book to Jaebum until it came to her affiliation and that part of her life.

She purses her lips out, leaning her head on his shoulder of his okay arm. “Do you have any good pictures of us on you? I want to put it on the wall.” BoA looks up at him and smiles slightly.

Injuries — JB/BoA

[savboa]

[ Operator Message]

[ My nose is just super stuffed and I'm just so mad that I'm sick- I blame the gas leak. Okay- I'll get to replying asap- Hopefully ;; Cries. Sorry I'm so lazy. ]

[savboa]

"Lucky for you, tonight was my night off sweetheart or else you would've bleed until you passed out." She smiles and pats his cheek gently.

She stretches and stands up, scrunching her nose. "You're just that clumsy. Tch. What would you do without me to wrap up your wounds and nurse you back to health, ha?" BoA pokes his forehead gently before fixing his hair.

"I know you'll always listen to me~" She chuckles and walks over to the kitchen to make some ramen for the both of them. "You shouldn't be drinking too much energy drinks Jaebum. I already told you that it's bad for you on multiple accounts."

She hums as she pours herself another glass of wine, letting the water boil on the stove as she walks back out with the glass of wine in her hand and a water bottle. "I've been okay. Finally got some time to myself, as you could see today." She chuckles. "I just realized it has been a while since you've come to see me Jaebum. Have you been busy?" BoA asks as she plops down next to him, handing him the water bottle.

Injuries — JB/BoA

[savboa]

Hey there. I hope this is sent because im on mobile atm ;;; but hey, let's plot :))

Hello! Sure! Let's plot hun! :DD

[savboa]

The club was loud and full of sights to see, a good place to have fun on a night off. BoA walked into the club, wearing a white dress, paired with some leggings and just a light amount of makeup. Her brown locks were curled nicely at the bottom, flowing like cascades of chocolate, down her shoulders. The female took a look around until she heard someone say the words "Tigers aren't welcome here." BoA smiles, recognizing the voice as she turns her head to see a familiar face, a friend of hers. She walks over to Sooyeon, the smile on her face widening, causing the dimple on her left cheek to deepen. "Tigers may not be allowed here, but who cares. I'm in here anyway." She chuckles, hugging the younger female back. BoA was a short woman, standing at only 160 cm, but her personality filled the room with fun and excitement. It was what made BoA so special and easy to get along with, which is why the two females got along so well in the first place, despite their differing affiliations. "Well, I got the night off of the job and decided to come by for a drink. Why, did you miss me?" The corner of her lips quirk up into a playful smile, as she leans against the counter, running a hand through her brown locks.

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The clubs atmosphere was pumping. Blasting music, drunk people staggering around and sweaty bodies pressing up against one another on the dance floor. A night filled with temptations. But for Sooyeon she was sat at the bar, drink in hand and phone in the other. She was bored and there was nothing she could do to cure it. Not even the alcohol was doing anything. But when her eyes looked up, they caught a glimpse of a familiar face. 

One the other was close enough, Sooyeon blurted out. “Tigers aren’t welcome here.” Her voice is cold and blunt, however there is a slight teasing to it when you listened carefully. Lips pulling into a grin once her eyes laid upon the girl stood before her. “Boa!” She called out in an excited tone. Arms wrapping around her to bring her into a hug - something she didn’t do often. Despite the two girls being in different groups, they strangely got on. Not that they would ever admit that to anyone. Not if they wanted to keep their jobs. “What brings you here?”

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"Had it been someone else, I might've been pissed that their blood was on my floor." She sighs and shakes her head, bringing back the first aid kit. BoA was a person who genuinely cared about the people around her. She hated seeing her friends hurt and always made sure they're being taken care of properly.

BoA sits down on the floor and makes him turn slightly as she begins to clean his wound carefully. "This will definitely sting." She mutters, pressing the cloth gently on the cut. "You didn't disturb my peace and you know you could visit me anytime. It's just I wish I got a warning. At least I could've put on some pants. Too late for that now." She chuckles softly.

BoA met Jaebum after he came back from the United States and instantly got along with him. She cared for him deeply and was always there when he got hurt. He is really clumsy, which worries BoA a lot of the time. She's even scolded him from time to time and once tried to make him stay home forever so he couldn't get hurt. BoA muttered under her breath as she put the medicine on the cut with a glove on.

"I swear to Jesus, you are so clumsy Jaebum. As much as I'd like to, I can't follow you around twenty-four seven to ensure that you aren't getting hurt. Next time you go out, wrap yourself in some bubble wrap. At least then you can't get hurt like this anymore." She purses her lips out into a pout, looking up at him. "You're not gonna faint. Have you even eaten yet? You haven't, have you?" She frowns and begins to wrap his wound with a bandage, circling the gauge around his arm to cover the wound. "You're going to eat now, take a painkiller, and then rest. No buts, no arguments. Do what I say or else I'll be sad."

Injuries — JB/BoA

[savboa]

It was a calm and quiet Saturday night in the Kwon household as BoA was up and about, doing her chores as she sipped on a glass of red wine. It was an awfully quiet day today, which was weird to the Chief Security who spends so much time around chaos and near death experiences that it was weird that it was so quiet tonight. Yet, she didn't complain, she enjoyed it.

BoA was on her second bottle of red wine as was folding clothes quietly in the living room, watching a bit of TV to keep herself entertained. She giggled every now and then, holding up the wine glass to her lips as she attentively watches the show like a little child. "I wonder how they come up with this content." She chuckles to herself before looking up at the clock. It was around 10 PM. "Never has it been so quiet for so long since I was 17." Scrunching her nose, she gets up with the laundry basket in her arms, the clean clothes folded neatly in the basket, and walks to her room. BoA puts back the clothes in her dresser, one by one, taking her sweet time to ensure they're all neat and tidy.

While putting away the clothes in her dresser, suddenly there's a frantic knock at the door. BoA gets up, walking out of her room towards the front entrance. "I wonder who it is." She's about to open the door, but realizes she's only wearing a T-shirt and no pants. But she puts off that thought as the knock gets more and more frantic. BoA opens the door slightly. "Who is i-" She's cut off as Jaebum walks right into her home once she opens the door.

Her eyebrows shot up. "Jaebum what are you doing-" BoA scans his body up and down and sees that there's blood on his hand. Her eyebrows widen. "You- What happened?!" She exclaims as she grabs his other arm, taking him to the sofa, making him sit down. "How'd you get hurt Jaebum? Did you fall? Did you get robbed? Do I have to go after someone- Oh wait I should get the first aid." BoA just blabbers as she panics upon seeing his injury, running to her bathroom to grab a first aid kit to treat his arm.

Injuries — JB/BoA

「 ｓａｖｂｏａ 」

“Shit…”

Jaebum roamed around the streets late in the evening. His current location was in Suwon. The past few days had been busy for him. There was more activity going on in the 4K territory and in general with the KPR. He had to find out more of the recent activity within Seoul and why as of recently had happened. He had gone back and forth between Anyang, Suwon and outside of Seoul, just watching as things went by and listening to any clues of the sort.

He was getting exhausted. Hadn’t eaten or slept for more than a few hours, ranging from three or four at most. He had taken a few energy drinks and now instead of helping him wake up, they were making him even more sleepily. Jaebum sighed. Suwon wasn’t giving him the information he needed. Just the same old stuff he knew from a while ago. Old news didn’t help him. He took his car keys from his back pocket of his jeans and started walking back to his car.

It was already getting late, he made his way back to Apjueong to grab a few of his things and then left off to his next destination. Seoul for sure, he knew, would have more fresh news of current situations, however at the moment it was dangerous for him to go there so he settled for another place he knew would also have some information. Gyeonggi was the first stop. He checked into a hotel with his “other” name for security reasons. He dropped his stuff in his room and left the hotel, and went out into the streets. Many people went out and about, Jaebum kept his eyes and ears open for anything that sparked up interest. And it didn’t take him long to hear something good. 

Two teenagers wondered carelessly not taking notice of him. He didn’t follow too close to hear what they were saying. They practically were screaming. “These rascals are going to get into deep shit if they don’t keep their mouth shut in public.” They were talking very openly about KPR business along with a few details of them wanting to join the gangs. Jaebum followed them into an alley, where they started to whisper. He had a hard time hearing so he followed closer, but the teenagers were walking fast and he didn’t want to make himself obvious so he backed up. It didn’t do good for him as later the two disappeared. Jaebum made a left when he saw them turn into another place, but didn’t see them afterwards. He cursed and sighed angrily, now he was getting really sleepy. He turned around and cringed in pain and yelled slightly. He looked down and saw blood dripping down his fingers. He had managed to cut his arm, and very deeply. His eyes turned to see a piece of metal sticking out from an old restaurant sign. “Fuck that’s deep, shit.” 

Jaebum covered his wound with his jacket and wondered around the streets of Gyeonggi-do quickly, trying to find his way towards someone he knew would help him. After minutes of wondering and feeling the blood soaking through his jacket, he found the place he was looking for. He made his way towards the door and knocked frantically and once the door opened, he made his way past the door inside the home.

“I need your help.”

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It was one in the morning when BoA’s head shot up from her desk, her computer screen shining in her eyes. Stretching out like a cat, a yawn escapes her mouth. She takes a quick look at the clock, squinting as she struggles to read the time. Tch. Already one. The female sighs as she leans back in her chair, rubbing her forehead as she realized why she fell asleep in the first place. It was this splitting headache. Shaking her head, BoA stands up and looks around, grabbing her two guns from the table. She wasn’t gonna leave these babies like last time. Nearly got in trouble for that. She stuck the two guns in the waistband of her white pants, making sure they’re easily accessible when needed. It wasn’t like she needed to shoot someone. More like that the guns were a good deterrent when she was too tired to actually fight someone.

Slipping on her blazer, she ensures that her guns are hidden to the point where no one can actually grab them. As she looks up at her reflection in the mirror, her hands run through her long brown locks, to straighten out any protruding baby hairs. I ought to get a haircut soon, she thought. Shrugging off her comment, BoA walks out of her office, humming to herself as she makes her way down the stairs into the main lobby. She waves and smiles softly at the security at the entrance.

“You’re doing a great job! Make sure to eat well and drink lots of water. I’ll see you in the morning.”

The security smiles back at her as she walks away from the building. BoA takes out her phone and plugs in her headphones, sticking one of the ear buds into her left ear as she starts to drown herself in the melodious tunes. She hums along, pursing her lips out as she begins to count off what she has to do for tomorrow, making her way back home.

Shots full - Ebeoni + BoA

Her set was to be on within a matter of minutes, but that wasn’t of much consequence to Ebeoni as she unapologetically stole someone’s Starbucks coffee from the mini fridge. Between 2 restless nights from an irritable toddler with an ear infection and a double shift from earlier today, she was running on reserves. There was little question that she could perform. She’d probably be up on stage stripping away if she was wheelchair bound - she was that dedicated in earning her bit of Won for the night. If she made enough between the stage and this escort scheduled right after, it might afford her a day off or two from slaving away with taking orders and cleaning tables. The shriek of protest from the owner of the coffee was met with an evil scowl as a last second adjustment to the minuscule excuse for a red plaid micro skirt was adjusted before she walked out, toward the stage.

As soon as her name was called over the DJ booth, she made her grand little entrance, bound in scraps that just barely called themselves a matching plaid vest, white bra, and clip on tie. Even if her skin crawled and wanted to recoil, she played the good little girl role she indulged for these men who wooped and threw money at her naughty school girl look being peeled away down to a matter of lace bits. Her bra and the sides of her panties filled more as she made her way through the crowds, stopping at her lucky guest. “Wait for me handsome? I need to freshen up.” Her voice was falsely honeyed, but he didn’t seem to notice, grinning like the Cheshire cat as she turned away, zeroing in on the black cheekini panty sauntering right to the back of the stage. She threw on her little black dress in mere seconds, eager to get the night over with. Even if it meant getting home a little drunk, it was better to get the last phase of the night over with. She’ll grin and tolerate this man’s alcohol, boring talk, and exploring hands if she could just get home ASAP. As more people began to fill the Doll House, she inwardly cried at the prospect of possibly adding more clients tonight - drunk rowdy ones at that. Peace and a bit of sleep just wasn’t in the cards for her.

[savboa]

[ text ] Always needing a reason to get cute. [ text ] I'll get off my lazy ass and get ready. [ text ] after sushi, let's go to the bar and have some drinks. [ text ] or just come back to my place and drink to our hearts content. Then you can crash for the night. [ text ] sound good?

{ ♕ } - from the cookie jar

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BoA scrunches her nose and pouts as she replies to her friend.

[ text ] You know me and my cookies. [ text ] I’ll make you more some time when I’m off work. [ text ] do you want me to make dinner too? [ text ] I can make something other than ramen tonight.

{ ✉ } i have to be careful anyways. i ate about 10 of those in one sitting on a slow day a week ago. { ✉ } we can go out. { ✉ } i need an excuse to get even more dressed up than usual. { ✉ } get cute and let’s eat sushi.

[savboa]

[ / Operator is sick. Operator is sad. Operator is also very cuddly. Goddammit ]

[savboa]

BoA was asleep soundly, one of the corners of her lip quirked up into a small smile, probably due to a nice dream she was having until something, or rather someone started to tap her. She stirs in her sleep, furrowing her eyebrows. It seems she was going to stay asleep until suddenly, her eyes fluttered open, revealing her chocolate brown orbs, widely staring at the man in front of her- Oh shoot, she realized she was this close to his face. BoA searches his face and purses her lips out into a pout before sitting up properly, getting her face away from his. "You're awake. Hi there." She blinks a few times, rubbing the back of her neck.

BoA realized her back was hurting a lot, probably from sleeping in such a position as well as having to get this male up to her apartment last night. She scrunches her nose slightly, muttering to herself as she realizes how awkward it must've been for her to be so close to him. But it wasn't her fault, she wanted to try to take care of him, but ended up falling asleep due to how tired she already was. Oh wait, BoA, check up on him- "Ah, how are you feeling?"

"the miracle" — boa + sano

Keisuke had no idea what was going on–both his mind and dreams were blank. He tried to recollect memories of last night, but to no avail. Was he really hungover? It had been so long since he drank this much that he forgot how it felt to be hungover. He hated it. His head hurt, his memories were blank, and his stomach was more than upset. Worst of all, he woke up in an unfamiliar setting, his face just millimeters away from a stranger.

For a second, Keisuke stopped breathing without realizing it. He let out a quiet breath, not wanting to wake the stranger up. He couldn’t bare with the embarrassment that came along with the morning after a forgotten night. Keisuke knew he had to get out of here and get ready to open the shop, but there was something stopping him from getting up. His legs and arms didn’t feel like his own, for they didn’t move on command. His gaze stuck onto the stranger’s face–her pale, flawless complexion, long eyelashes, and pointy nose–surely someone he had never seen before. There was no way he could sneak out without disturbing her because she was so close to him. There was only one choice left and it was to wake her and face the embarrassment.

Slowly and gently, his fingertips tapped her shoulder before retreating his fingers back to his side. “Uh, hello?”

[savboa]

BoA scrunches her nose and pouts as she replies to her friend.

[ text ] You know me and my cookies. [ text ] I'll make you more some time when I'm off work. [ text ] do you want me to make dinner too? [ text ] I can make something other than ramen tonight.

{ ♕ } - from the cookie jar

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{Text} I told you I’m sorry {Text} I really didn’t mean to eat the last cookie

{ ✉ } we had this discussion. { ✉ } white chocolate chip macadamia nut are explicitly mine. { ✉ } i’ll find it within me to forgive you this time. let’s not have it happen again, yes?

she was being playfully overdramatic of course. there was no way she would get so worked up over a simple cookie…even if it was truthfully her favorite.

{ ✉ } we can call it even over dinner.

[savboa]

She chuckles and rubs her arm. "Ah, well, I was actually gonna suggest the same thing. My apartment is close by and I have my own laundry in it, so I thought I could've just washed it off for you." She scrunches her nose. "Isn't the Coin Laundry like... another mile away? You'd freeze by then." BoA smiles at him playfully, tilting her head to the side.

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[cOOkie146 said:] Gasps- I haven't seen you in forever. I thought you died. [cOOkie146 said:] Like I was ready to give you your cyber funeral, ya doof.

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[ cybEr_ said: ] *pokes* hello.

[savboa]

"I should have a-" She looks through her purse, looking through her detergent pen to clean off the stain from his shirt. BoA pouts, realizing it's not in her purse. "I brought the wrong purse." She rubs the back of her head, furrowing her eyebrows. "Normally, I carry a detergent pen to clean of stains because I can be... well, very clumsy. Or we can just go by-" She bites her own tongue, stopping herself from saying anything else that might sound just as stupid as she has been for the past few minutes. BoA pinches her leg, scolding herself for sounding so weird.

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