#anyway sorry for vanishing on everyone!!!! i had a work project that went insane

[talentforlying]

ello ello ello return to your usual sad scouse bastard programming coming next week <3

[thinkyoureholy]

A Woman Scorned [8]

.

.

.

Pairing : Kim Jongin / Reader

Genre : Angst, Mature Language, Fluff, Smut

Words : 2.7k

Pt 1. Pt 2. Pt 3. Pt 4. Pt 5. Pt 6. Pt 7. Pt 8. Pt 9. Pt 10. Pt 11. Pt 12. Pt 13. Epilogue.

-Y/N's P.O.V-

I pressed the number zero, bringing the phone up to my ear. The phone rang twice before she answered with a hello. I didn’t even bother greeting her, calling her over to my office before hanging up. In the time it took her to arrive to my office I had already finished writing up the report Junmyeon had asked me to help out with. I heard the door open with I put the last period on the last sentence, hearing her heels clicking against the floor before she came to a stop in front of my desk. I looked up to see a tight lipped smile on her face, her head bowing in greeting.

“Where’s the paperwork I needed this morning?” I asked, getting straight to the point.

“The team hasn’t finished it yet. They need a couple more hours to get it done.” She said in a sharp tone, “It’s not like you know what the paperwork is needed for anyway.”

She muttered that last bit under her breath but I heard in loud and clear. I grinned at hearing it, leaning back in my chair. Of course she had no idea I took classes before and while in jail for business. Originally I had started taking them about three years before I was incarcerated. I had wanted to help Minseok of with the shop more instead of just being a simple cashier so I had proposed an idea to him. I told him that I’d start going to school and learn how to manage a business to help lessen his load. Of course going to jail kind of put a dent into my education but luckily for me the prison helped me finish my schooling while I was there. It took some convincing from Junmyeon but they agreed to let me continue my studies. So now that I was out I knew almost all the ins and outs of running a company.

“It’s for the new proposal being launched at the end of the week for a new AI system. Originally meant to be proposed for a new government security system but there are some flaws in its security so it’s been rejected. The company doesn’t have the resources to fix this problem so it’s being proposed to a new cell phone company. With a halo-graphic feature accompanying the AI program it’s projected to sell beautifully across the country, bringing in the money Jongin has last over the past two years.” I told her with a grin on my face at seeing the shock spread across her own.

I watched her set her jaw in anger, a laugh falling from my lips, “I’m not as useless as you think. I plan on bringing this company further than that old man ever did before completely ruining it. It’d be a bit bittersweet really to let such a company fall but I have no intention of keeping this company running any longer, it’s useless to me.”

“You’ve gone completely insane.”

“Who do you think made me this way?” I asked with a tilt of my head, grinning up at her, “Now. Get me the paperwork within the next hour. But make yourself useful right now and get me a cup of coffee.”

I could see her grinding her teeth together in annoyance, “In the office I’d appreciate it if you called me Ms. Yoo...or would prefer Mrs. Kim?”

The grin on my face faltered for a split second but I managed to recover quickly, a chuckle leaving my lips as I leaned forward, “Calling you by your last name means I have at least an ounce of respect for you which I don’t. Respect is earned, not given and my dear Bora...you will never earn mine,” I paused for a second, watching that fire in her eyes ignite with delight, “Now about that coffee...make sure it has an extra shot of espresso. You can show yourself out now”

With that said I turned my attention away from her and towards my computer screen. I noticed an email had just been dropped in my inbox but before I opened it up I heard the door to my front office slam shut, the smile falling off my face. My face went blank at seeing who the email was from, my grip on the mouse tightening. With a heavy sigh I opened it up, a scoff leaving my lips at what it said.

Stay after everyone else has left tonight. I’ll be at your office a few minutes after everyone has left, I’m not done talking with you.

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes, deleting the email entirely. I don’t know what else he had to say but I wasn’t interested in hearing it. After what was said a few days ago there was nothing, absolutely nothing he could say to make me forgive him. I had made it clear the l felt about everything and I had thought he had finally given up but he’s as stubborn as ever. Though I had nothing to talk to him about I couldn’t help but think that this was an opportunity to get back at him. With a grin I sent a text out to the one person I knew would be all for helping me out on this, no questions asked.

…...

I walked down the hallways, a stack of papers in my hand as I read over what was printed on them while I walked. I thought I was putting enough attention into walking but I thought wrong when I bumped into a sturdy chest. I let out a small grunt before bowing slightly and beginning to apologize. That apology got stuck in my throat halfway through as I looked up from the papers to meet the eyes of the person I bumped into. My face immediately went rigid, a frown forming on my face.

“Y/N-”

I didn’t give Jongin the chance to say anything more as I walked around him without uttering a word. I bumped into the shoulder of a man that had been walking in the opposite direction I was, muttering a small sorry as I continued to walk away from Jongin.

-Jongin’s P.O.V-

I gave a heavy sigh as I watched her walk away from me, running my hand through my hair in frustration. Kyungsoo walked towards me with a sympathetic smile on his face, placing a hand on my shoulder and turning me around as he lead me back to my office. Once inside he sat me down on the couch I had in the office. I leaned back, staring up at the ceiling as I thought of what I could possibly do for her to forgive me or at least even talk to me. Kyungsoo sat next to me after a few seconds, reassuringly patting my thigh as he placed a water bottle in my hand.

“If only she wasn’t so damned stubborn and just listen to me. All of this could’ve been fixed by now.” I said in exasperation.

“Well...she was in jail for two years because your grandfather refused to lift the charges he pressed on her. And you never took the time to visit her or at least send her a letter so it’s understandable that she hates you as much as she does…”

I gave him a look at his words, “Are you on my side or what?”

Kyungsoo let out a chuckle, raising his hands up in mock surrender, “I’m just saying you gotta look at it from her perspective. Going through all that...I’m sure she had a tough time adjusting to everything. It’s not easy living a normal life as a law abiding citizen one minute then the next be labeled as a criminal for a crime you swore you never committed.” He paused for a second before continuing, “Don’t you think she has at least some right to be as angry as she is? After everything she had to go through?”

I sighed heavily at his words, leaning forward and resting my elbows on my thighs before burying my face in my hands. I rubbed the palms of my hands over my face roughly as I thought about everything. Kyungsoo had a point and Y/N had every right to treat me the way she had been treating me but I for some reason couldn’t come to terms with it. I stubbornly thought my actions at the time were justified. I was presented with so much evidence that she in fact stole that envelope but at the same time I had even doubted that evidence I was shown. But instead of actively doubting the fabricated evidence I doubted her and that’s what ultimately ruined everything. Though I still strongly believed Bora had nothing to do with it. My grandfather on the other hand was another story. As much as I loved and respected him it was no secret how he handled all his affairs, I had just always chosen to look the other way. My mistake was letting the situation with Y/N go too far.

I was brought out of my train of thought by a knock on the door, feeling Kyungsoo get up from his place beside me to open the door. I didn’t lift my head until I heard the sound of a man clearing his throat. At seeing him my gaze immediately hardened, my jaw setting. The corners of his lips curled upwards slightly, as if he was smirking at me.

“Here’s the report for this week’s expenses. I already discussed everything with Y/N and she was gracious enough to loan the company the necessary money that was still needed until the company is able to pay it back at a later time.” He said, placing a folder on the coffee table in front of me.

“If I remember correctly you’re Y/N’s lawyer...what the hell are you doing handling our finances?”

He let a full blown smirk make its way onto his face, a small chuckle falling from his mouth, “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Jongin. And if Y/N asks me to be a financial advisor then I’ll be a financial advisor. In fact if she asks me to be anything she wants then I will be, all she has to do is say the word.”

I clenched my hand into a fist at the underlying meaning in his words, rising from my seat to properly look him in the eye, “And what the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Oh I think you know exactly what that means. I’m at Y/N’s beck and call. If and when she calls for me I’m there, no questions asked.” He said, taking a step towards me, the smirk on his face vanishing as his lips formed a thin line, his eyes glaring intently into mine, “That’s the difference between you and me...among other things.”

He said that last bit with a smirk on his face, a knowing look in his eyes as he looked me up and down before leaving. I went to go after him since I wasn’t done talking but Kyungsoo held me back, his hand grabbing onto my forearm tightly.

“Let go of me.” I said through gritted teeth, the anger in me rising.

“No. We’re at work for fuck’s sake and I will not have you throwing any punches here. I know he pushed your buttons to provoke you, you should see it as well and calm the fuck down.” He said harshly, shoving me back roughly to get me to snap out of it.

I exhaled deeply before picking up the folder he had left and throwing it across the room to try and get rid of the bubbling anger rising within me before turning back around to face Kyungsoo, “I want that son of a bitch gone.”

“As much as you know I’d love to do that there’s nothing we can do about it. Y/N brought him in and at the end of the day what she says goes.”

-

-Y/N’s P.O.V-

“Ugh have I ever told you how much I love you?” I asked with a grin on my face.

Junmyeon had come into my office per my request from earlier in the day. It was about five minutes after the designated time for the employees to go home and though most of them had left there were still a few stragglers. This gave me some time to explain everything to him but before he could he recalled the hilarious encounter he had with Jongin. Junmyeon had delivered a critical blow to his ego and to me that was the most entertaining thing in the world.

“Only once or twice.” He said with an equally as wide grin but the grin fell from his face just seconds after it appeared, “Are you sure this will work?” He asked referring to the plan.

“Oh yeah it’ll definitely work. Especially after how you provoked him earlier? This plan is foolproof.” I told him with a gleeful look in my eyes, leaning against my desk with my arms crossed over my chest.

“And are you sure you’re okay with it?” He asked, his tone of voice more serious this time.

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?” I asked back in confusion.

He sighed softly before giving a shake of his head, a small smile making its way onto his face, “As long as its one hundred percent okay with you then you know I’m game.”

He paused for a second, hearing footsteps coming towards the door to my office. With one final sigh he suddenly wrapped his arm around my waist tightly, pulling me flush against him. I’ll admit I was a bit surprised by the sudden action but before I could even think of saying anything I felt his lips pressed gently against mine. As soon as his lips made contact with mine I felt my entire body relax into his, my hands having a mind of their own as they made their way up his chest and into his hair. His lips were soft against mine as he kissed me slowly. Our lips moved in sync against the other, the sound of the door opening in the back of my mind as I began to lose myself in the kiss. One of my hands trailed back down his chest, fisting the material of his shirt in my hand and pulling him in even closer. His other hand came up to rest against the side of my neck as the kiss began to get a little heated. Our breathing sped up as our kisses starting getting hungrier and hungrier. He sighed into my mouth before biting down on my bottom lips gently, pushing me back further into my desk before lifting me up to sit atop it. I spread my legs so could he rest comfortably in between them, the arm around my waist pulling my midsection closer to his. It was at that moment he must’ve realized how far what was supposed to be a simple kiss went as he pulled away almost reluctantly. The both of us were breathing heavily as he rested his forehead against mine, trying to catch his breath. He didn’t say a word as he took a step back, running his fingers through his hair as his tongue subconsciously licked his lips.

“I...I think he saw enough right?” He asked, still panting slightly, his pupils blown out.

I stared at him without saying anything for a few seconds before finally coming to my senses, nodding, “I think so. Um, we should--we should go. Minseok will be waiting for us.”

“Yeah,” He said quickly before taking a deep breath, trying to regather himself, “Yeah. I’ll go and uh…,” He trailed off, losing his train of thought as he looked to be in a daze, “I’ll go on ahead and bring the car around.”

He didn’t wait for me to say anything as he turned on his heel and walked out of the room. Once he was gone I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding, shaking my head harshly as I tried to recollect my thoughts and break myself out of the stupor I was in.

[peacefully-blossom-blog]

Finding Peace || Marcus and Blossom

Blossom, who was on a supply run with a few others, runs into Marcus. Despite their differences, they are able to talk for a few minutes, but then it goes a bit downhill.

tw: blood

Blossom was trying to lay as low as she possibly could throughout this war. Violence was something that she didn't condone, therefore she wasn't going to offer to fight. Plenty of others were volunteering to fight, so Blossom decided that she would do the little jobs. Patrolling, going on food runs, things that needed to be done to keep everyone alive, but didn't involve direct fighting or choosing sides. So, here she was with a small group of people trying to find any food they could to bring back with them. They finally had found some stuff to take back, and that's when Blossom heard something. With her sword on her hip she waved to the others to continue gathering up the food. “If there’s someone there, you guys take what you have and go. I’ll deal with whoever it is. Going back with something is better than going back with nothing, okay?” She whispered to her small group, who nodded back to her in response. Then, she went and investigated to see if what she heard was another person.

Marcus had left the safeties of the New Rome base camp in search for magical herbs he used in everyday spells and the paint he used to create the runes on his skin. He knew that if he came across trouble, there would be no backup. Nobody knew he was out here. He was in the woods when he heard people muttering. He moved closer to take a look, but accidentally stepped on a twig. The muttering stopped and a single person emerged from an origin he could not point out. A smile tugged at his lips. And with a swift hand gesture, he vanished from sight. He had manipulated the mist and concealed himself from the naked eye. Slowly he approached the other, crossing into a clearing towards what he believed was the outer lake district. “You shouldn’t be out here alone Graecus.” He called out to her, toying with her mind. She would hear him, but not see him.

Graecus. It was probably the only word on this planet that Blossom could say she absolutely hated, and there was practically nothing she hated in this world. She put her hands up once the voice stopped, and she slowly did a 360 to try and see if she could pinpoint where exactly the voice was coming from. When she didn’t see anything or anyone, her eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. “Where are you? I’m not here to hurt you, or anyone.” She called out, wanting to make that clear to begin with. To her violence never solved problems, it only made more problems. “I’m just trying to get some food is all, and I'll be on my way. No harm done.” She explained, and then couldn't help but chuckle. “This would be a tad bit easier if you came out from wherever you are so I don't feel like I'm talking to no one. I must look absolutely insane right now.” And with that, she looked around one more time but didn't see anything. She didn't want to move because if she moved then whoever this was might think she was trying to escape. Or, if this was a trap she didn't want to walk right into it. All she was hoping for was that the others were beginning to quickly and silently escape.

Marcus let out an unnerving laugh before revealing himself right in front of her. “Unfortunately, the more food you collect, the harder it is for us to win. So I’m going to have to say that I’m forced to not let you leave with said food.” He shrugged. “I could kill you right now, but I won’t. I could take you as a captive and interrogate you, which I might. But I do enjoy toying around first before following a course of action. It allows you to gain some hope first.” With that, he cleared his throat and open his arms, adding effect to his next move. “There seems to be one of you, “ as he spoke, he used his magic to create multiple images of himself appear around them. They might have just been illusions, but the other didn’t know that. And if he concentrated hard enough, he could make a part of one tangible for long enough to blow a hit with one of them. “And about 5 of me. You’re chances do not look great.”

Blossom’s mind was going a mile a minute trying to figure out how she was going to get out of this. Whoever this person was, they made it clear that they were Roman and wanted to win this war. As they went on, she couldn’t help but ask the question that had been on her mind since the whole thing started. “I don’t understand. Is the end goal of all of this to completely get rid of the Greeks? You want us all dead? So, then what? Then the Romans can rule? A demigod is a demigod, Roman or Greek it doesn’t matter. We all have a common enemy, which is monsters. Shouldn’t we be helping each other against that instead of fighting one another?” She asked. Was it wise to add fuel to the fire? Probably not. But all Blossom wanted to do was to try and see the other side of the argument, why people thought all of this war and violence was justified. Then, he mentioned killing and her heart practically skipped a beat. She had just escaped death, she didn’t want to face it again. Being held captive and interrogated was fine, because she really didn’t know anything. She just did as she was told, and today she was told to go find food. But, then the person appeared, but it wasn't just him. There was five of him, and Blossom yet again was confused. How could there be five? “I told you I’m not going to hurt you. I stand by my word. I’m not going to hurt you, and I’d appreciate the same common courtesy. Interrogate me all you want, I literally know nothing so it won’t get you anywhere. No one tells me anything because I’m not involved in this stupid war, I’m just trying to get necessities like food so people don’t starve.”

Marcus furrowed his eyebrows and so did all his projected clones. With an annoyed sigh he let the spell end, the extra four illusion disappearing into thin air. “Honestly, you’re no fun at all. No begging, no pleading, no fighting.” He complained. With a snap of his fingers, an old fashioned armchair appeared out of nowhere and he took a seat, throwing his legs over the armrest of the chair. “So let me get this straight, you don’t want to fight? What if I just walked over to where you were collecting food and threw a few knives into a few people? How about then?” He finally considered her initial question. “I suppose the war means something different to each individual.” He began, thinking out loud. “For me, I just don’t want to be on the losing side. But if that means a few Greeks die and a few Romans die too, especially maybe a few Senators and one or two Centurions, it’s okay. As long as I get what I want at the end.” He shrugged, “I don’t know what the Romans want, we’re angry, that’s for sure. I just follow orders here and there and try to give a few myself. Fuck, as long as I get my family inheritance then I don’t really care about Greeks and Romans living together.” He thought a bit to himself before clearing his throat and standing up again. “However, I am loyal to the 12th Legion, and therefor loyal to the Senate. I, Marcus Acardi, Legionnaire of the 1st Cohort, place you under arrest for — for all those crimes that are listed and whatever crime war is. “ He unsheathed his knife and pointed it at her, ready for some resistance.

“All those activities are things you consider fun?” Blossom asked, honestly a bit appalled. She defined fun as going out with friends, doing yoga, going on nature walks, anything other than the things Marcus listed as ‘fun’. Although, she was glad that his clones were gone. Now, she could finally focus on trying to get out of this mess. She was surprised though that he actually listened and properly answered her question. “Nope, still wouldn’t fight. I would try to get them to safety and asses their wounds, and the situation at hand. Fighting violence with violence doesn’t work. It’s like the saying ‘you can’t fight fire with fire’. If anything, I would defend myself and others, but wouldn’t hurt the other party. If that makes sense.” She explained with a shrug. Many people didn’t understand her views, but to her it was fairly simple. Blossom couldn’t even hurt a fly, why would she want to hurt a person? As he began to explain his viewpoint of the war, Blossom honestly could understand it. Would she ever think that way? Nope. But to someone who had a mindset like Marcus, it made sense. To some people, their benefit was the only thing that mattered. If people died, so be it, as long as they were on top. “Thank you for sharing your opinion.” Blossom said with a nod. When he said she was under arrest, Blossom couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Even as he pointed the knife at her, she still continued to laugh. “Oh goodness, I’m sorry. It’s rude of me to laugh, just getting arrested doesn’t phase me anymore. Anyway, nice to meet you Marcus! My name’s Blossom Yeamans, daughter of Eirene, legionnaire of the Fourth Cohort. Or I guess ex-legionnaire? Although, I didn’t leave the cohort, the Senate ruled me out ‘cause I’m Greek so...whatever. You get the point.” She explained, and raised her hands yet again, looking at the knife and then back at Marcus. “If hurting a daughter of peace is what you want to do, then go ahead. Like I said, I’m not going to hurt you or take the first swing. If I did, I think my mother would be pretty disappointed, don’t you think?”

Marcus gritted his teeth as she laughed. How dare she laugh at his authority. He was done with this daughter of so called peace. “I do not care.” He said simply before tossing his knife into her thigh and pushing right pass her. If she would not fight him, and would not resist arrest, then she will stay here until he got back. He honestly had no interest in arresting her. It would just prove that he was on an unauthorized trip outside of their territory. He did however have an interest in causing some chaos. He walked towards where he thought he had heard the mumbling coming from. “See you later ex-legionnaire.”

Blossom knew she messed up when she laughed at him. She honestly didn't even mean it, it slipped. Maybe it was a way for her to cope with the last time she got arrested, to just laugh at it. What she wasn't expecting though, was for him to throw the knife at her. It all happened too fast, she wasn't given enough reaction time to try and dodge it. She sucked in a harsh breath of pain, biting in her lip to try not to show pain. Showing pain was a sign of weakness, and she wasn't weak. She looked down at her thigh, and luckily it was the thigh that wasn’t injured during the exodus. Now she would have matching scars on each thigh. It seemed like her thighs had targets on them. When he pushed past here, she stood there in shock for a second. “HEY!” She yelled sternly once she snapped out of it and turned to see him walking away. She tried to follow him by using one leg to now drag the other injured leg behind her, but she wasn't nearly as fast as he was. The others that came with her, she wasn't sure where they were by now and she most certainly didn't want him to find them. Hopefully, they weren't still in their original spot. “You did enough damage, okay? Just go. You got me, you injured me. Yay! Now just go. No one else deserves to get hurt because I was stupid. I’m sorry if I offended you, I didn't mean to. I just got arrested before, and it was traumatic and I guess laughing was my way to cope? I don't know, I’m still sorry. Just please, don't take your anger out on other people. Please, Marcus. I’m begging you.”

Marcus ignored the girl who called out after him. He couldn’t help the smile that spread across his lips as she said that she was begging him. “Hmm, I’ll consider it.” He said softly, and with a flick of his hand, he used his magic to pull the knife out of her thigh and back into his hands. Someone, however, must have heard the girls plea because as he approached the other groups location, a few archers and armoured Greeks appeared. They warned him that he was about to enter Greek territory, but when they saw the girls leg, they instantly opened fire, a volley of arrows heading towards him. His quick reaction time allowed him to hold up his arm and a rune glowed on his right forearm as he held it up. A glowing, translucent, shield appeared, large enough to shield most of himself from the arrows. As he stepped back, growling, he shot a look at the girl. “It seems that there are more than one of you. You’re in luck. Next time, don’t go wandering off by yourself.” And with that, he sprinted back into the forest, using his last bit of magical energy to conceal himself from their sight and ensuring that they did not follow him.

Blossom actually mirrored his smile when Marcus said he would consider what she said. “Really?” She asked hopefully. Well, then her hope didn’t last long. Suddenly the knife that was lodged in her thigh was in Marcus’s hand, with a sharp pain to follow since the knife was ripped out. With that, she looked down to see the wound was now open and bleeding. She was about to yell him, about to speak her mind, but then the Greeks were there. “Don’t shoot at him!” She yelled to them with a frustrated sigh. “It’s not worth it. I’m fine. Nothing some ambrosia can’t fix.” She said to one of the Greeks that came to her side. Then, she caught Marcus’s glance before he disappeared. “Take your own advice too, Marcus. I hope you’re able to find peace within yourself and with the Greeks soon.” She said to him, and then he was gone.